Date: Tue, 1 Aug 2017 16:53:46 -0400 From: Robert Heard Subject: Pleasuring My Older Brother It was early September and I was one month into my first year of middle school. At 12 years old I was in the sixth grade. Like most boys my age I enjoyed sports, video games with friends, and dirty jokes. I lived in a suburb with my parents and my older brother, Chris. Chris was 17 and a senior in high school. Even though there were five years between us, we got along well. Chris was a great older brother. He wasn't embarrassed to be seen with me and even took me places. All in all I had a good life. Last year in the fifth grade we had had our first sex ed section in health class. Like most kids my age I was becoming fascinated by sex and puberty but had yet to experience either. Unlike the rest of my friends, I was fascinated by male puberty. For some reason I didn't have much interest in girls or their bodies, but I found guys to be attractive and exciting. I was starting to wonder if I was gay but wasn't sure yet. I would watch the health class videos and read our assigned homework ravenously. Whereas female anatomy was fairly dull, male anatomy was different. Penises could become erect and stick out, which mine did with growing frequency. I had stroked it a few times but nothing really happened. I had also secretly watched some porn videos online. These always showed guys moaning and convulsing as they ejaculated. I understood that ejaculation felt really good to a guy, but again I had never experienced it. I was also fascinated by my older brother's body. At 17 Chris was almost done with puberty. He had the faint outline of a beard, mostly some sparse stubble on his chin and along his sideburns. I had been in a locker room with him before and had seen him naked. He was athletic and his body showed it. He had decent hair on his legs, under his arms, and under his belly button. I had also seen his cock and balls. Chris was packing! He had what looked to me to be a huge penis, much larger than mine. I noticed that it was a darker color, like his scrotum, both being covered in thick black hair. I tried not to stare but am not sure I succeeded. I came home from school earlier than normal this Thursday. Usually I had soccer practice, but it was canceled because of rain. I checked the mailbox on my way in and entered the front door. I knew Chris was home because his car was in the driveway, but I didn't hear him. I dropped the mail and my backpack on the counter and quietly walked toward the family room. I heard the TV and assumed my brother was in there. I walked in and was greeted by an unexpected sight. Chris was sitting on the couch, but his clothes were on the floor next to it. Then it hit me -- Chris was watching porn! Displayed on the TV screen was a scene of a man being humped by a woman on top of him. I stood there for a while taking it all in. That's when I noticed Chris' heavy breathing. I sneaked forward as quietly as I could and looked over his shoulder. Chris was jerking off! His hand was moving steadily up and down his erect penis. From the sound of it he was really enjoying himself. Being a typical 12-year-old boy, I tried to think of something smart-assed to say. All I could come up with was "Hey, need a hand?" Not real classy, I know. Buy hey, I'm 12. Chris nearly jumped off the couch at the sound of my voice. "What the --?!" he yelled. At first I thought he was mad, but then he started laughing. "Damn, kid, you scared the shit out of me. I thought you were mom. Come on over." I worked my way around the couch and took a seat on the far end. "Hope I'm not freaking you out, bro. This is what guys do when they're horny," he said. "It sounded like you were having fun," I added. "Oh, yeah. It feels good. You'll find out in another year or so," he replied. We sat there in silence as the video continued to play. "You ever jerk off?" I stammered for a moment but decided to be honest. "Yeah, sometimes." "It's okay. Every guy does it. They don't admit it at your age, but they do," he assured me. I was half deaf to Chris' words. My eyes were glued to his erection. I had never seen anything so big -- or manly. It was as long as the TV remote, which was about seven inches. At that moment I wanted nothing more than to touch his cock and feel it. I wanted to squeeze it, rub it, whatever. I just wanted it. Ignoring common sense, which is normal for boys my age, I blurted out "Can I touch it?" Immediately I regretted saying it. *Great, you idiot*, I thought to myself. *Now your brother will know you're a queer! * However, Chris didn't react that way. Instead he looked over at me. "Do you really want to?" he asked. I nodded my head. "Come on over here." I scooted over next to him. "Here you go," he said, removing his hand. I slowly worked up my nerve and reached my hand out, grasping my brother rod for the first time. My heart raced and for a moment I felt like I would faint. I had wanted to do something like this for so long, and now I was. And it wasn't some kid like me with a small one, it was Chris, a high school senior! His penis felt just like I hoped it would. It was big, filling my closed fist. It was warm, hot almost. I gave it a couple of squeezes. It was hard beyond belief. Then I started to slowly stroke it up and down. I had seen internet videos and had jerked myself a couple of times, so I had a good idea how to do it. I moved my hand up, pulling the skin of his shaft up with me partly over the head, then moved my hand back down. I did this for a while as Chris sat there staring at the TV. "Does that feel good?" I asked hopefully. "Aww, yeah, little dude. That feels nice. Keep it going," he sighed. I was ecstatic. After a few minutes of stimulation I switched tactics. I turned my fist upside down, put it over his cock head, and began to rotate it in a counterclockwise motion, massaging just his purple-colored mushroom. Chris sighed again -- "Ohhhh. Ohh, yeah." I was delirious with excitement. My head was spinning and I had to focus all my concentration just to continue. I had so many different ideas of how to pleasure Chris, and he seemed in no hurry to end this. Next I brought both of my hands to the tip of his dick. Gripping him lightly, I slowly moved one hand down in a slow stroke. Once I reached the base of his shaft, I repeated the same motion with my other hand, a continuous hand-over-hand motion. I was slowly and gently two-fisting my brother -- and he loved it. "Ohh, yeah. That's amazing, kid. Don't stop -- please!" It was about this time I noticed a clear fluid beginning to appear at the tip of his piss slit. I knew from health class that this was what was commonly called precum, a clear fluid that was released during sexual stimulation of a male. I was excited to see that. It meant that Chris was enjoying my efforts. I was so excited over this experience that I began to speed up my handjob. My strokes became gradually faster, and Chris' breathing became more pronounced. "If you keep this up, you know I'm going to ejaculate, right?" he asked. "Yep," I answered matter of factly. "Do you want me to finish myself off?" he asked. My initial thought was *fuck no! * But I restrained myself and said, "No, I'll do it." By now Chris was totally lost in what appeared to be a sexual haze. He was moaning nonstop and giving me helpful feedback: "Ohh, yeah. That's good. That's good. Don't stop. Just a little faster." I followed all his instructions, wanting to make the most of this experience. And I did. Chris' breathing became more rapid and his hips started to wriggle around. Suddenly his body tensed up, he stretched out his legs, and said "Here it cums! Here it cums!! Ohh! Ohh! Ohh, yes!! Yes!! FUCK, YES!!!" Chris ejaculated, and it was epic. I watched as his penis squirted spurt after spurt of his teenage semen into the air. I counted seven powerful shots of his male fluid. The first one hit his neck, the remainder his chest and abdomen. I continued to tug on his pole until it appeared to be over and he began to go limp. Chris sat there beside me gasping for breath. I was amazed at what I had done. "Dude! Oh, dude! Oh, my God. Oh, my God. I have never cum like that before. You were fantastic, little bro! Thank you!" he exclaimed through gasps. I sat there for a moment looking at him, then reached out and touched his semen. For some reason I just had to touch it. It was wet, obviously, and cream-like. I rubbed it around his chest a little and felt it between my fingers. Chris just laughed. "Ejaculating feels amazing, kid. Just wait till you start." 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