Date: Wed, 25 May 2011 10:34:20 -0700 (PDT) From: Matt Smith Subject: Sucking My Brothers Author's note: This story is true, and it contains depictions of sexual acts between adults and minors. If easily offended or if it is illegal to read such material where you live, please refrain from continuing or do so by your own volition. This story is the work of the author and should not be copied or posted elsewhere in any way without the permission of the author. smithma81@yahoo.com Sucking my Brothers Several of you have asked me to write about more escapades with my brothers, and I've been trying to think which one would go over well. Then I realized you all would probably like to hear about the first time I sucked my brothers' dicks. As I said before in my last story, Brother's Circle Jerk, I'm 18 now but was 13 at the time the story takes place. This story takes place about a week or so after what happened in "Brother's Circle Jerk." For the new people who may not have read that one, I've copied mine and my brothers' descriptions into this story. My 23 year old brother, Paul, was a lineman on his high school football team, and was always very athletic. He's about 5' 9", light brown close cropped hair, tan skin, lightly fuzzy chest, large mesmerizing nipples, and beautiful grayish, blue eyes. I don't know how much he weighs, but he's muscular with just enough extra padding to keep him from having a six pack or "vascular" arms, if you know what I mean. And he always seemed to have a little stubble on his face. All around, he was a real man's man. My 20 year old brother, Jason, was leaner than Paul but still toned with muscle. He was a swimmer and had that swimmer's build (and a decent six-pack). He's about 6', dark brown hair which is hair was a little longer than Paul's but still pretty high and tight, average skin coloring, hairless (since he was a swimmer), and the same grayish, blue eyes as Paul. At 13, I had an average build, stood about 5'8" I guess, hair slightly longer than Jason's, farmer's tan as I didn't walk around without a shirt that often, had one or two chest hairs sprouting, and have the family's blue eyes. After my brothers and I jerked off together not much really happened for a little while. It wasn't that they were trying to act as though nothing happened; it was more like it had been no big deal. The only real change I noticed was that they were more willing to walk around the house in their underwear or naked than they had before. And I didn't mind that at all. But, I kept remembering something my brother Jason had said. Something about me learning to suck. I kept hoping he would bring it up again, but he didn't. One morning, I was lying in bed and I couldn't think of anything else. I had heard Paul leave a little bit earlier, but I wasn't sure where he had gone. But I wanted to know what Jason had meant. So, I got out of bed and went to my brothers' room. By this point, they weren't closing their door all the way anymore. They would push it to, but I guess that's just because they weren't used to having the added light come into their room at night. But it basically told me that I was free to come in any time I wanted to. I pushed the door open and looked over to see Jason lying on his back with his hands over his head. He looked so good laying there in his boxerbriefs. This time they were blue superman boxerbriefs with a red waistband and the "Superman" in yellow sewn into it, and a button fly. I stood there for a second just watching his chest rise and fall as he breathed. His build may be different from Paul's, but they were both pure hunks to me. Then I noticed his morning and the head of his dick just peeking out of the top of his underwear. I walked over and put my hand on his chest and shook him a bit. "Jase," I said just above a whisper. He opened his eyes and turned his eyes. "What's up, buddy?" he asked slightly groggy. "Do you remember a week ago with we all...played with each other?" I asked a little timidly. Jason brought his hands down from over his head and pushed himself back up against his headboard a little. "Yeah, of course. What's up?" he asked. "You said something about learning to suck when we were done." I said. Jason looked a little uncomfortable. "Look, man, I was really just kind of joking. You're a little young for that I think." I was disappointed but I wasn't giving up. "Come on, Jason. We jerked each other off. Is it really that different?" I asked. Jason sat up a little more. "Look, Paul and I talked about it, and he thinks you're a little young for it. Besides, it's not even something he and I do that often. Only when we're desperate." He said. I got a little whiny. "Come on, Jason. Please!" I said. Jason sighed and I could tell he was starting to consider it. His hand reached down and rubbed his hard cock. "Well..." he said. "Come on! If you think Paul will get mad, I won't tell him. Where is he anyway?" I asked. "He just ran out real quick to go pick something up. He'll be back pretty soon," he said. "Does sucking take long?" I asked. "Probably not after the dream I just had. I am pretty horny," he said. "So what do I need to do?" I asked. Jason's eyes darted back and forth real quick as if someone might see us, but then reached down and unbuttoned his boxerbriefs' fly. Then he reached it and pulled his dick through. He had to be about 8" or so long, cut, nearly completely shaven this time (he wasn't when we jerked off), and what I've later learned was about average thickness and straight. Instinctively, I reached out and put my hand around it. "Good," he said, "Now put your mouth around it?" I was intrigued but quickly opened my mouth and moved in. Slowly, his head entered my mouth and then I slowly started lowering my head and taking in more and more. It was so long, though, I couldn't quite get it all in. My tongue began to explore its shape. I licked up and down and around almost like a blind man feeling something with his hands to get an idea of its shape. Jason moaned quietly. Then I remembered he had called it sucking. So I started to actually suck on it. Almost immediately I could feel him thrust upward with a louder groan and his dick got shoved further down my throat until I gagged. I let go and took my mouth off and coughed a little. "Sorry, Matt," he said. "But I swear you've got a gift," he said. "Please don't stop," there was almost a note of pleading in his voice. "Just move up and down a little while you suck. And do that thing with your tongue again." I did as he asked. He moaned and moaned and thrusted a couple more times. This time when I felt him starting to thrust, I pulled my head up a little so it didn't choke me again. As I was doing this, my own dick had hardened up and was straining on the inside of my pants. In the middle of doing this, I suddenly heard behind me, "What the fuck!?" That was Paul's voice! I couldn't tell if he was angry or what. Jason said Paul didn't want me doing this. I stopped immediately and looked at him with that deer-in-the-headlights look. Jason was still breathing heavy. He looked up at Paul. "He asked, man," is all he said as he kept breathing heavy. Paul looked at Jason and then looked at me, and then back at Jason. I couldn't tell what he was thinking. He had a stunned look on his face that I couldn't tell if he was mad, excited, or what. I just knew he was shocked. Whatever boner I had developed while sucking Jason was gone. Jason just looked at him. "Don't make him stop, Paul. I didn't make him or anything. He asked. And he's so fucking good." Paul looked down at me and I guess he saw the panic in my face and his expression softened. He took a deep sigh. "Alright," he said to Jason and then looked at me, "But I still think you're too young." "You wouldn't know it by the way he does it, man," Jason told him and I felt his hand on the back of my head guide me back over. Without question or any further statement, I went back to sucking on Jason's hard cock like I had before. After a few minutes I heard him say in a loud moan, "I'm gonna cum!" I took my hand and mouth off and just as his dick landed on his belly, it jumped in the air and shot 2 long strings of cum all over his stomach, chest, and even his face. Then I watched as more just kept oozing out. Jason's body convulsed several times and more cum oozed out. "Fuck!" he yelled as he did. Then he finally stopped and he just lay there breathing heavily. I turned around to see Paul sitting on his bed. He had taken his shirt off and was just sitting there in his jeans watching us and rubbing his own cock through his jeans. "That was fun," I said. I looked at Paul with pleading eyes. "Can I do you, Paul, please?" He sat there for a second. "Well, it looks like you know what you're doing, and it was pretty hot to watch." He stood up, undid his belt, unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans and pushed them to the floor. He looked so good in his boxer shorts, but then he grabbed those and pushed them to the floor too. His 6" THICK, unshaven dick sprung up in front of me. Jason's had been completely straight, but Paul's had that slight curve to it. He sat back on the bed waved me over. I went straight to it. I grabbed the base of his dick like I had Jason's and put my mouth straight on it. While it wasn't as long as Jason's, it was thicker, and I had a harder time getting my mouth around it, but I did. My tongue explored his shape too. I almost found myself mentally comparing the differences, and I wondered which I liked better. Then a hint of manly musk and sweaty balls hit my nose. I wondered why I hadn't smelled it with Jason, but I liked it. Immediately I knew I liked Paul's "better. I started to suck on it and before I knew it, Paul's hand was on the back of my head. As he thrust upward, it wouldn't let me back away. I gagged on his hard cock, but he kept his hand there, and the next thing I knew, I had relaxed my throat enough to let it all in. My nose was at the base of his dick RIGHT up against his body. His hard cock fully inside my mouth and throat and my tongue circling and licking it. "Holy SHIT!" he yelled out. "Ugh! Ugh!" he groaned out loud. "Oh god! Oh god!" He almost sounded in distress but when I tried to back up to see if he was okay, his hand held me in place. I kept doing what I was doing. "Shit! Here I cum," he yelled. I tried to back off like I did before, but he held me in place and I felt the stream of cum shoot down my throat. I gagged on it and I know I coughed some up and down his dick, but he wouldn't let go. Another stream, then another. Finally, I felt his body land on the bed. I hadn't even realized it had left it, but apparently he was arching pretty good. I took my mouth off and watched Paul lay there breathing and breathing. He didn't say anything for a second then he looked at me. "That" he said in a breathy tone, "was...great!" he finally got out. Then he just laid there, his chest heaving as he caught his breath. My dick was hard as a rock and I was beginning to feel it oozing something. I hadn't orgasmed like I had a week or so earlier, so I wasn't sure what was up. Well, apparently it had soaked through my boxers and my PJ pants, because when I stood up, Paul said, "Jason, he's oozing pre-cum. You want me to take care of it or do you want to?" Jason thought about it. I loved Jason, but I really wanted Paul to take care of it. Jason waved his hand. "Go for it, if you think you can," he said with a chuckle. "I'll get him next time." Paul reached out and grabbed my PJ pants and boxer waistbands at the same time and pulled them down. "Get up here," he said. "You're not strong enough to take it standing up." I climbed up with him and immediately his mouth wrapped around my cock. Suddenly, I knew what they had felt when I was sucking them. The warmth of his wet mouth was way different from just having a hand around it. Paul traced his tongue around my cock too and my entire body shook with ecstasy. Then he started to suck on it. I couldn't hold it. Immediately I shot a load into his mouth, but I could feel even more suction as I felt him deliberately swallow the stuff. My body tensed up more than it ever had before and I couldn't hold the moaning back. My eyes clamped shut and I felt at least three more streams shoot out of my cock, the whole time Paul's mouth was around it. Finally, the streams stopped and it reduced to just oozing. Paul back offed but kept his hand around it, and reached down and licked up each drop that kept oozing out. My body would shake every time his tongue touched the tip of my head. When I was done, Paul stood up, pulled up his boxers and sat back down. I moved over, he put his muscled around me, and I put my head on his welled muscled slightly hairy chest. For a few minutes all three of us just laid there as I felt Paul's chest move in and out while he breathed. After a few minutes I put my arm around Paul's stomach. "Thank you," I said. He wrapped his other arm around me and hugged me. "Sure." Is all he said. Jason looked at me and playfully scouled. I looked at him quizzically. "You didn't swallow my cum, man. I feel cheated." "I wouldn't have swallowed Paul's but he wouldn't let me up," I said. Paul chuckled. "Sorry," he said, "I guess I got a little too into it." "I liked it," I said innocently. "It was sweet." Jason looked at me, "Well, you want to clean mine off for me?" he asked. I let go of Paul and went over to Jason and began to lick the cum off his stomach and chest. It was weird. It was sweet too, but I expected to taste like Paul's. It was a little different, but still good. After a couple licks, Jason chuckled. "That's alright, man. I was about to shower anyway. Thanks, though." I backed off and he got up and headed to the bathroom. I turned and looked at Paul. "Well, you're learning quick," he said. "I was going to wait a few years to show you that one. Jason and I don't do it to each other unless we've got really blue balls, no what I mean? But if you continue to suck that good, I may have to let you more often." With that, he got up, patted me on the head, and went to make breakfast. If you liked my story, give me a heads up at smithma81@yahoo.com