Date: Mon, 06 Nov 2006 05:36:01 +0000 From: james peters Subject: Spying on My Hairy Younger Brother The usual disclaimers. = This is not a story of full incest. It does involve my younger brother though. = When I was 15, my younger brother was 13. He and I were totally different physically. I was slender, thin, barely 100 pounds, standing 5' 3' or thereabouts, looking more like a 13 yr old,...whereas he was V-shaped, stocky, 100+++ pounds, a footballer, and standing 5'5". He was often mistaken for the elder of us two, if people met us for the first time. It was embarrassing, to say the least. On the last occasion, we were both at the front door as a delivery man needed a parcel to be signed for. He automatically gave it to my younger brother, who then passed it on to me, saying "He is the older one." The delivery man's surprise was obvious. My brother, Craig, had begun puberty at 10 or 11 and looked very much like a 15 yr old. He even acted older and many girls in the 15 to 16 age bracket swarmed around him at school. Yet no girl gave me a second look. I was one of those untraditional males that no girl would even want to fool around with; whereas the look of Craig announced to everyone that she would be sexually active with anyone. He was one of those cool kids that even the seniors would respect. I had noticed for about a year just how hairy he was becoming. Hairs on his arms, on his legs, on his upper lip, and of course under his armpits. I had a sprinkling under my armpits, something that only just appeared in my 15th. year. Whereas Craig had a forest at 12. This of course meant that he beat me to hair in that department, as it would have started growing at 11. Can you imagine how I hated the summer and splashing around in pools. What was particularly embarrassing was that he had begun to shave. Hair on his upper lip and chin wouldn't be there on Monday morning; then I would notice it appearing again by Tuesday. He would then allow it to grow until about Thursday, then his face would be smooth again on Friday morning. He was shaving twice a week at 13, and I had never even once had to use a shaver...at 15. As our parents came home after 6.0pm each day, we were home alone from 4.00pm onwards on days that we didn't have sports training after school. Well, Craig was the one into sport; I was more into homework ! so I would be in my room, doing my homework when Craig would come home. I would hear him go into his room and close his door. I thought nothing of it for some time, until one day when I heard voices. Naturally, I had to listen in. Just who did he have in there. By the time I approached his door, all I heard was the squeaking of his bed...a contiuous squeaking, like the squaking one hears in movies when two people are having sex. I peered through the keyhole and could only see feet. Yup, four feet intertwined. My heart was thumping, but I couldn't see more. Not wanting to be caught, I returned to my room, and watched and listened from there. Shortly, out they came. Craig and a girl, a girl I recognized, a girl that was in my grade!..a girl who would have been 15 like me!! Nicky was her name and she would have been about an inch taller than Craig. She left by the back door, and Craig returned to the lounge and turned on the TV. I appeared half an hour later, and he didn't appear embarrassed or anything. He gave the impression that everything was normal. Next day, it happened again, this time it lasted longer. My peeping saw his feet on top of her, then hers on top of his, so I figured they were taking turns on top. I knew I just had to see what was going on. They were both very quiet, so I knew that he knew that I was home. All that night, the thought of my younger brother having sex kept me from sleeping. My 4.5inch dick was erect all night. It was only then that I wondered just how big he might be down there. Being somewhat of a nerd, I had not thought of this aspect of things!! I came up with a plan; would I be brave enough to carry it out? Being always home first, I left a note on the corridor floor, saying that I have gone to the mall and would be back at 5.30pm. I knew that Craig would spot it as he would have to step over it. In the meantime, I hid in his closet, behind all his shirts, and left the closet door somewhat ajar. As it was often ajar, he would not notice this as being unusual But would he bring that girl home today, I wondered. Well, he did. as soon as he read the note, he spoke more loudly than normally, and appeared more relaxed. They talked freey when they entered his room, and immediately started kissing and groping. I saw my younger brother make adult moves that one sees in videos. They were both standing as she took off his school shirt and dropped his pants. She dropped to her knees and began sucking. He took it all in his stride, giving the impression that none of this was new to him. As he had his back to me, I couldn't see his cock. She then stood up and took off her school uniform. She spun around so he could undo her bra, then attacked his mouth again. Nicky was a BIG girl...boobwise. when it was time for the bed, she held his left hand as she made her way to the left side of his single bed; he walked to the right of the bed. It was then that I saw my 13 yr old brother's dick for the first time in years. It wasn't yet fully erect, yet must have been 7 inches, with low hanging balls, and with a pubic bush that would have covered four times the area of my own crop. They lay and kissed for several minutes, before she ased for the condom. He got one from the back of his desk drawer and gave it to her. It was then that I had a fuller appreciation of my brother's cock: As she put the condom on, and unravelled it the length was at least twice the width of her palm. I gulped. He inserted, she heaved; he pushed, she relaxed. He drew his entire shalf out and slowly inserted again. She was in heaven. In and out, multiple times. Once she peaked, he went for it. Here I was, making sure that I didn't move lest I disturb something in the closet and give myself away. That session ended some twenty minutes later and she left lest they be discovered. I managed to get myself out of his closet without being discovered myself...and spent the rest of the night playing the scene that I had witnessed, over and over in my mind. But it was my younger brother's dick that was the focus of my attention end of pt-1