Date: Sun, 10 Jun 2018 22:23:15 -0500 From: Armando F Subject: New Adventures with Older Brother part 10 Disclaimer – This story is a work of fiction, and depicts incestual sexual action between teen boys. If you are uncomfortable with that, or live in a community where that material is forbidden, please stop reading. Don't forget, Nifty is a great resource, so please donate! http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html I'm really sorry about the delay on this! It was chapter 10 and wanted to make it a big deal (plus I got busy with some new games lol)! I'm really happy so many people were emailing me asking if I'm okay though, it's sweet that you all care! Hopefully the wait was worth it. Chapter 10: The Coin Flip After what felt like an absolute eternity of lecturing (It's the first day, Mr. Reese, get over yourself, no need to chat about every little thought in your head), we finally got to just chat and mingle with our old and new classmates. But today, I only had one in mind. "Hey, Ben! What are you doing here?" The thoughts swirled in my head. Bad prank? Genuinely lost? Exploring the gay side of his bisexuality via theater? "I'm in theater... Here, with you, dork. Is that a crime?" He gave me a small devilish smile, trying to shrug me away. "Against good taste, yeah. I never took you for an actor..." "I'm not an actor, silly." He held his hand to his chest, feigning being offended. "I'm here as a back stage tech. Back at my old school, I used to help out a lot building sets and manning the light board. I'm more than a pretty face, you know, I'm pretty handy too, haha." The smile came back and waved his hands as a joke, and I was done. He won. "I didn't know..." I looked down, regretful I hadn't found a chance to talk to him about his past still. Hard to find time, between games and blowjobs... "Oh calm down, it's fine. But I had my old teacher phone up here to get permission to be in this class. And by some weird `coinky-dink,' ended up in your class. Funny, huh?" He winked at me. Probably turned up the ol' charm on some innocent 60 year old office worker. "I'm sure whatever Gladys or Karen you manipulated appreciate the smiles and bad acting too." "Her name was Cheryl, thank you. And she was a nice lady. Divorced 3 times, 10 grandkids, on the cusp of alzheimers." He brushed a fake tear from his eye. "Really?" "Fuck if I know, haha. But see, I could totally be an actor if I wanted." Ben laughed, enjoying himself. Honestly, I enjoyed him being there. It's a comfort in a sea of strangers in this class. But I wasn't gonna let him know that, he'd enjoy it too much. No need to see that smug face of his, getting off on the satisfaction. "Well I'm gonna chat with the teacher about scheduling. Gotta make sure I have time for Baseball this year on top of rehearsals. Maybe you should make a new friend, Army. Don't want to be like those weirdos who are only friends with the siblings because they are secretly fucking." "You wish we were fucking." "Soon, don't you worry, my dear baby bro. Have fun!" He sauntered away, giggling at his own joke. I worry about him sometimes. I decided he had a point though, so I mingled. Most of the older class had already split into their own cliques, and a few familiar faces had taken up the remainder of the space, but everyone seemed absorbed in their own chats to really interject. "Hey... Umm... You..." Someone called out to me. Turning to find the strange voice, I was greeted by a tall lanky stick-figure of a guy. Long brunette hair to his shoulders, pale (very pale, wow, like a ghost), green eyes, and what looked like a permanent smirk etched onto his face. Like an elf prince. "Nice Zelda hoodie!" He said, his voice surprisingly very deep for someone so... young looking. "Thanks! I'd compliment your shirt but I don't know what it is." I nodded at the weird mix of demons, bleeding letters, and Vikings. "Oh this? It's a heavy metal band. I'm a metal head!" He punctuated his statement with a few sharp head bangs, his hair flicking this way and that. I laughed, and he smiled back, giggling at his own awkwardness. "So which Zelda game is your favorite?" "This is a judgement question, isn't it." "Got to make sure potential friends aren't cursed with bad opinions." He flicked his head a little, getting the hair out of his eyes. "Oh, potential friends? Fine, in that case, Majora's Mask. That okay with you?" "Edgy but I'll accept it!" He gave me a hug, as a reward for a right answer. "I'm a Link to the Past lover myself, but I love Mask too!" "Hey, I'll never besmirch the Super Nintendo masterpiece. That was my childhood right there!" "Too true. So what's your name, new buddy?" His eyes shone bright through his glasses, apparently thrilled to meet a fellow nerd. "Armando, but everyone calls me Army." I stuck my hand out to shake his, tradition breaking through. "Hi Army, I'm Harold, or Harry if you think that Harold sounds like the name of a serial killer." Harry smiled at me, his hand shaking mine firmly. "I was going to say arsonist." "Hey, that was an accident... the first 2 times." We roared with laughter, and just sat down, getting to know each other. Talk felt effortless with him, jumping from one subject to another without missing a beat. Before I knew it, the bell rang, and Ben popped up behind me, flicking me behind the ear, startling me. I was so absorbed in talking to Harry I didn't even realize the class was emptying out. "C'mon dork, we gotta go before traffic keeps us trapped here." "Sure, Ben, just let me..." I turned to Harry who was already strapping on his backpack, "See you around?" "Sure thing, Army." Harry waved back as he turned and disappeared into a throng of less attractive teens. Ben grabbed me by my backpack and pulled me out of my daze, steering me to the parking lot. "Pick up the pace, Army, I'm starving and hope Ma is making something good!" We hopped into his truck and peeled out, rushing back home. I finally took a minute to let everything sink in. First day of school was great, for once. Classes were nice, Ben was there, teachers seemed okay, some potential new friends, Ben was there, theater seems like its gonna be a blast, Ben was there, even Harry was a cool curve ball, plus Ben was there... The idea that we can spend time working together in the same class was great, since I loved relying on each other, and... our little supply closet encounter was fucking hot. I love his spontaneity and sense of adventure... I was scared out of my own skin, but Ben made me feel safe even when could have been caught or killed, or worse, expelled. "What'cha thinking about, weirdo?" Ben interrupted, sneaking a glance at me between lane changes. "Huh? Oh... Nothing..." "Still reeling from lunch? Haha," Even facing away from him, I could tell his face had that cute but annoying as hell sneer of his, "Or was it your new pal?" "Who, Harry? He's nice and cool. Loves games, plays guitar, obsessed with music. Total boyfriend material!" Might as well make him feel nervous. "Oh Boyfriend material? He's okay but he has no scruff, he's not as tall as me, and hey, I can be dorky too about music and games too, remember?" "Don't get jealous, Ben. But hey, competition never hurt anyone, right? Haha." We made it home to find mom walking to her car with a suitcase, rushing. "Oh, hey guys!" Mom said, a smile shining through tired look in her face. "Hey Ma... Leaving already? Didn't realize you hated us that much." Ben joked. "Nah, not yet, but sometimes with you, I'm close... Kidding, you know I love you, baby." She put her suitcase in the back and came up and gave us a tight hug. "I'm going out to Austin for a few days. They are having an OSHA conference thing there, and I have to get certified for that, but wasn't told till the last damn minute. So I gotta head out now to catch the bus before it leave, but I left some frozen dinner and some cash on the table so y'all should be fine." "When will you be back?" I asked, trying to disguise my quickly rising fantasies. A whole few nights alone with Ben? Wow... "It's gonna last from Tomorrow till Thursday, so I'll be back... Thursday night, if traffic isn't bad. Can you handle 3 days with out me, Army?" Mom gave me a kiss on the forehead. "Yeah, we'll be okay. I'm gonna run in, we'll miss you though." I gave her a big hug and walked inside. "Ben, you better take care of each other. I don't wanna hear about you burned down the house or whatever. Take care of your brother!" Mom gave him a kiss, and rushed into her car. "Yeah yeah, we'll be fine. Don't worry." Ben waved as she drove off. Running up to the fridge, I pulled out what turned out to be a frozen pizza. Not super tasty, but eh, I'm too hungry to care. Ben came up behind me and gave me a big bear hug, nuzzling the back of my neck. "How about we eat and relax, then... " I felt his hot breath on the back of my neck, his voice a low growl, "Have some fun..." ... Ben and I took a shower together, but eager to enjoy the whole evening, it was limited to just lather, rinse, and repeat, with some minor fondling and repeat too. We walked to our bedroom, cloaked in only towels and smiles. "So what should we do, Ben..." I whispered to him, pulling him in close for a hug as soon as our door shut. "I got a small idea, if you don't mind..." Ben smiled at me, giving me a quick kiss. "What is it?" "Oh... try these on." Ben moved over to his dresser and rummaged around. "If its a thong..." "Nah, not yet... but your ass would look so fine in one, don't even lie, haha." And with a shout of victory, Ben pulled out what looked like a pair of briefs. "Just gonna wear your underwear?" "Nah, these are from when I was younger, kind of small for me, but it'll fit you..." Ben trailed off, tossing me the briefs. I dropped the towel and stepped into the briefs. "A little snug..." I said aloud as I pulled them up. Ben took a look, and his face turned a little flush, a smile erupting, a tent emerging in his still clothed waist. "Nah, you look... wow... Perfect fit." He pushed me infront of his little stand up mirror and I gazed upon my... He's right, wow is the right word. The fit seemed more bikini style than his usual briefs, causing it to fit a little tight around my bulge, which is now nicely shaped and defined, framed perfectly as the monument of worship for him. But even better? The back. My ass barely held in the little elastic bands around legs, stretching and testing the tensile strength of the poor underwear. It was glorious, perfect. Calvin Klein, eat your heart out. Ben, consumed with a new found lust, knelt down behind me and went to town on Briefsville, USA. Kissing, licking, and nibbling at my bulge till it couldn't be contained by the already too tight underwear. His hands gripped my ass, massaging and groping and smacking... "You look so god damn hot in those, Army... I know what I'm gonna think about jacking off from now on." "Better save some of that for me, your horny bastard!" I smiled, and he stood up, his lips and tongue meeting mine. I felt his hands slip down, one under each of my thighs... And with little effort, Ben picked me up, kissing me harder, deeper. Pushing me against the wall, we made out hard, mixing kissing and biting and moaning. Ben's towel must have slipped, because I could feel his burning hot cock rubbing on my ass, smearing precum on the briefs... It felt warm and sticky, and I wanted more of it. "Did you want to..." Ben whispered into my ear, inbetween kissing my neck. "Want to what?" I tried to play coy, but I knew what he wanted... I just wanted to hear him say it. "Well... take the next... step?" His nervousness was showing... "Which is?" "Armando..." "What?" "Dear fucking lord, did you want to fuck? Did you want to have sex? Stick my dick inside you, you fucking dork? I know you wanted to hear me say it..." Ben blushed. Sailing into uncharted territory again... It was cute watching him squirm. "I... Uh... I don't know. I trust you, but... I dont know..." My own tongue got tied... I spent the last few weeks thinking about it a lot, imaging us fucking... But finally confronted with what I wanted, I wasn't sure. "Listen Army, you don't have to yet if you don't feel ready..." "I want us to, Ben, that's not really so much the problem... Just... you know..." "What?" "Well, who fucks who?" Ben set me down, and took a seat, laughing. "Is that really a big question? Haha thought you'd want to volunteer your ass first... I felt you rubbing yourself on my dick when I picked you up, seemed like that's what you wanted." "Well, maybe... but I also would like to fuck too, you know?" "I... I mean, I like ass play, sure, but I never had... Um... Well now I'm not sure. I always just assumed you would..." "Oh fuck off, Ben, haha. Listen, how about this.... we flip a coin. Then its in neither of our hands, and then we can swap... Sound okay?" Ben cocked his head at me, emotions mixed on his face. Sucking dick and stuff made sort of sense, it wasn't a big step, but actually being fucked? I guess its more than he could process... but hey, hes the one who brought it up, right? "I dont know, Army..." "And you think I do? Remember Ben, I came out like 2 days before you did, I know nothing." "You're right..." Ben sighed to himself, "You know what, fuck it, I trust you. No matter what happens, I know we'll both be happy and cum buckets, right?" "Right. Now... " I leaned over to Ben's nightstand, and found a nice sized quarter. "Heads or Tails?" "I'll pick..." Ben let his finger come to his lips, putting on his best puzzle face, "Heads!" "Fine, Tails for me." I toss the coin to Ben. "Can you flip it? I'm really bad at it..." Ben laughs at me, and readies the coin... "3... 2... 2 and a half... 2 and a quarter..." Ben closed his eyes, wishing for the outcome, trying to will the result. "FUCKING FLIP IT!" Into the air it spun, slowly, majestic, all the low stakes high drama weight on its silver shoulders. The faint glint reflecting from the light peeking in through the window blinds. And it makes it slow descent back to Ben's hand, heads, tails, heads tails, the result fluctuating like the nerves in my stomach. The pounding in my heart. Ben conceals the answer, biding the suspense, and slowly lifts his hand... ____________ "TAILS! FUCK YEAH!" "Gawd damn it, I knew picking tails would be a jinx." "Is it because your tail is about to get wrecked?" "Can you please not "wreck" me?" "Fine! Haha, your tail is about to get tenderly loved, you bitch." "Better" Army sounded dejected, but a deal is a deal, and I'm about to take my end of this deal for sure. Was I nervous? Yeah. Not because of the gay shit, that doesn't really bug me anymore. Sex is sex, right? I just wanna feel good and make the person I'm with feel good... at least, that's what I've been trying to tell myself. No, the nerves popped up because... What if we don't like it? What if we can't take this next physical step? What if it sucks? I'd hate to be Army's first and have a real bad time because neither of us knew what to do. But like hell I'll let someone else take the privilege of his first time, that's for sure. Worst comes to worst, we'll stick to blow jobs. Not the end of the world. "Well... Guess you're up, Ben..." Army looked at me, his eyes showed an apprehension I wasn't prepared for... "Hey Army, like I said earlier... you don't-" "Come on, you know want this, I want to at least try this. let's just get it started. Don't think, feel, remember?" He punctuated with a sweet eye roll. "Is that a catch phrase now? Haha." Guess I'm good at something. I reached into my night stand and pulled out a small bottle of lube. Always kept one handy, just in case. Well, not in this case, since still, not in a million years would I have thought I would be sharing it with my little brother, but hey. Army instinctively laid back and let me take over, as I pulled my own now super stained briefs off him, no more arguments or smug remarks... Just enjoying the moment. Not thinking, just feeling, right. He lifted his legs, exposing his hole to me... Now back in ol' Countryville, I never had a girl actually go all the way when I suggested anal, so... I'm not sure what to do. I know you have to work a little extra, get him relaxed and used to it and stuff. But hey, I got a really good tongue, so might as well start somewhere. I went to town on his ass, eating and licking and biting his cheeks to tease him more. You could tell he was begging for it, the way he bit his own lips, the way his hands pulled at the sheets and pillows, how his cock was making a small puddle of pre-cum all over his tummy. Gawd I love driving him crazy. And the weird best part? I know its really fucking weird to say but... he kind of smelled hot. It was like pure distilled Army in one snort. I don't know how to describe it, and I'm not sure if I ever can... But it was comforting. Even weirder though? He tasted nice too... Literally all of him tastes great, his neck, his nipples, his cock, even his damn ass tastes nice. Turns me the fuck on for sure. Don't over think it... Guess it was time for the next step... "Hey Army, I'm going to try and relax you a little more with my fingers, okay? So just... Relax I guess? And if it feels weird or..." I trailed off, unsure what to say. I felt kind of dumb for over-caring so much, but I'm still his older brother, still gotta take care of him... Army nodded back to me, understanding, but still consumed with the deep breathing and light moaning from all the feelings. I gave his hole one last good lick, leaving it all wet. Slipped my right finger into my mouth as an added measure, and readied it, while me left hand went to lazily play with his hard cock. It found the entrance, and I could feel Army quiver a little... his hole twitched, unsure. Feeling the digit slowly slide in, it was so weird... Army was so warm, so tight, I could feel every single thing going on in him, basically... Everytime his cock twitched, he tightened around me. Eventually I got knuckle deep, and I decided to start slowly fucking him with my finger. Slowly, but a little deep, watching his face to check for any sign I hurt him, but all I saw was more lip biting and whispered "fucks." Guess he was loving this, haha. I upgraded to 2 fingers, adding a few minor twists and picking up a little speed. His breathing picked up pace with my finger fucking. "You okay?" Just had to be sure... "Huh... Uh.... Mmmmm... I'm... oh... f-fine... Just... Keep g-g-going..." That's all I needed to hear. I pulled my fingers out, and grabbed my little bottle. Time to cross that last bridge... Opened it, poured it, and smeared it over his hole and my cock, a mix of a cool feeling and warm anticipation. I moved and positioned myself, my throbbing hard dick hungry and craving. "You sure you-" "Shut up and fuck me, you dickhead." Haha, he's ready. My cock pushed a little, and I could feel Army tense up, still, wanting to focus and remember this moment. I could feel my head push past, and... Holy fuck was he so hot. Like scalding hot. My dick felt like was consumed in a sex inferno! But the heat felt amazing... Even better? How tight he was. Like... Fucking wow... Never felt anything like it. Pushing in further, a little bit at a time... Keep control, Ben, don't let your cock's demand to fuck hard and fuck fast win... That would be fucking nice right now though. Nope, gotta keep slow... Army moaned loud, a little mix of shock and lust. I put my left hand on his chest, to comfort him as he got used to it. Both of his hands met mine, and gripped tightly as he felt me inch closer to being balls deep in him. Eventually, after what felt like ages, my hips were pressed against his ass. I was all the way in. Whatever I said about heat earlier didn't prepare me for how he was now. Pure fire, pure sexy fire, a fire that was and will always be mine. I could feel him clench against my dick, his moaning and breathing as he settled down, trying to get used to me in him. I leaned him, and kissed him deep. His tongue met mine, and we made out for a little bit, just enjoying the moment that we broke our last barrier. "How... you doing... Army..." I was confused by my own breathing and moaning, panting like a dog in heat. "I'm... okay... just... have fun..." He smiled back at me with gritted teeth. I'm sure he was trying to hide some of the discomfort so it didn't bug me. And with that cue, I picked up my pace... Thrusting a little light at first, letting him figure out how to adjust himself to this new feeling, not as deep. Army accidentally forced me out once or twice, but not his fault... But his little apologies about it were so cute. I reapplied more lube just in case, and went back in. My body was covered in sweat now, not realizing how hot the room was without the window open, but it was... it was really fucking hot. Felt like an animal, just sweat and spit and pre-cum all over us. Finally finding my groove, I moved at my own speed now, deep and fast, my own moans and curses joining Army's as we shared the emotions, the pleasure... But it was my show now, and I wanted more.... I pulled out, and Army yelped a little as I flipped over. "On... all fours... now..." I muttered inbetween breaths. Army nodded, and got into position. Re-entering him again, my arms gripped Army's back into my chest, holding him tightly against me as I went back into my fucking rhythm. I kissed his neck and shoulder as I went to town, plowing that amazing virgin hole of his. He turned his head and his lips met mine again in another sloppy kiss. He broke off a few times to moan or cuss into my mouth. All I could taste was the salt of his sweat, and felt myself getting drunk off it. Could bottle it up and call it "Budpassion," sell it in a six pack. I'd drink it every night... Maybe now is not the best time to make dumb jokes in my head haha. We kept the tempo, Army's bottom meeting my thrusting, matching me movements, becoming sort of in sync. It was a like a dance... a very bad, kind of fast, little awkward dance. Army had to get me to stop a few times so he could recompose himself, but we just took the small moment to kiss and readjust again, never breaking our hold on each other. I knew I was getting close... All this time without fucking someone left my endurance shot, but I didn't care... "Is... it... o-okay if... if I cum... in y-you?" It's tough to talk when you're balls deep in someone. "P-please..." was all I heard in response. Oh Army, you are too good for this world. Hitting my stride, I could feel the finish line was close. I maintained my speed, how deep I was going. I wanted to try and enjoy this for as little time as I had left. The room was filled with the sound of skin slapping skin, the waves of my hips hitting his round and perfect ass, and Army's little moaning "fuck/shit/holyfuck/holyshit." I knew this room would be hearing that a lot more after this, no way we could ever put this genie back in the bottle... Army kept clenching himself tighter against me, and his moaning picked up volume and speed with my own thrusts, and without warning, I could feel him cum, shooting his load all over my bed (fucker, he's gonna to have to clean that haha). The way his ass just seemed grip my cock as it shot another rope of his jizz... I wouldn't trade that for anything. And I felt it myself, that little pulse of pure passionate and painful pleasure deep in myself... I focused on it, thrusting it out of me, feeling the climax readying itself... I pushed my lips against Army's again, wanting to feel every part of him on every part of me as we hit the finish line, his lips on mine, his body pressed against mine, his ass meeting my cock, my hands all over his sweaty body and finally... Like a volcano, I erupted pure hot cum deep inside my brother. I could feel the burning liquid shoot out of me, filling his ass, making the heat almost unbearable. I moaned his name, punctuating the moment, a moan he'll jack off to for the rest of his life, remembering the first time I marked him as mine. Slowing down, I gripped him tight against me, catching my breath, panting like I just ran a hundred miles. I winced as Army clenched his ass on me, my cock now super sensitive. Slipping out of him, I collapsed next to him, my mind blank, my body worn out. Holy hell, no girl as ever made me feel this drained yet fulfilled... ________ Fuck... Shit... Holy fuck... Holy shit... That was... Wow... I watched Ben lay down next to me, resting himself from that whole show... and what a damn show it was. Hell, he made me cum without touching my cock again. His dick was... well, it was weird and uncomfortable at first, but hey... Ben seemed to know what he was doing, going slow so I could adapt. And towards the end... Feeling him hold me tight, feeling him envelope me in his big arms against his even bigger chest, kissing me... I'll never forget that moment. Passing out next to him, I felt just... happy. Warm and loved. And... sore and might need to go to the bathroom, it felt like Ben came a lot... And weirdly, a little empty. Not just because his cock isn't in me, but just the way he held me, kissed me all over, his tongue in my mouth, just... Felt like he and I were one. Gawd that's really fucking gay, even by my standards. Ben wrapped his arms around me, and pulled me into a bear hug. "I love you, Army." "I know." Can't wait for my turn. Payback is a bitch, and this bitch is gonna fuck him hard... End of Chapter 10