Date: Sat, 13 Jun 2015 21:59:33 +0000 (UTC) From: a4f101@yahoo.com Subject: The Anniversary Greetings, dudes. Been stroking my dick to the amazing stories on Nifty since 1999, so I figured it was about time to do my part. I've been writing dirty family stories on my Tumblr – a4f101.tumblr.com – for a few months now, and I'm sharing them here with you too. There's more there, too – more stories, from me and my likeminded buds – so come check it out. Hit the Story Time link at the top for more than 250 dirty tales, all by me, with the pics that inspired them. You can see this story, and the pic that inspired it, here: http://a4f101.tumblr.com/post/109208049244/ This story is an original work of fiction, copyright me 2015. I own it, and all legal rights to it. If you're not of legal age in your jurisdiction to be reading it, do us both a favor and come back to it when you are. Love to hear from you guys. a4f101@yahoo.com. And hey – Nifty is an incredible, free resource. Changed my life, and probably did the same for you, this amazing treasure-trove of fantasies. If you can, please support them with a donation – even just a few bucks. Nobody pays for porn anymore, sure, and that's why we keep losing incredible resources like Handjobs Magazine. Don't let the Nifty Archive be another. Somewhere out there, a kid is just discovering this site. Having his world rocked, and his dick raised. You and me, we were kids like that, once. Let's keep it going, for them and for us. ***** "Aw fuuuuuuckkkk... yeah, goddamn, just like that..." "Yeah, you feel that, bud? Got me fuckin' throbbing inside you, you big hot fucker." "Uh-huh... shit... you know just how to hit all the right spots up there, stud." I tweaked the nipple that crowned his thick, hot, beautifully furred pec, making him growl, quiver, and drive another thick inch up inside me, grabbing onto the meat of my own beefy pec before coming in for a searing, wet kiss. We'd been at it for an hour or more, the sheets already a tangled, sweaty mess. The wives thought we were having a boys' weekend, and we sure as hell were, just not in the way they thought we would be. He was taking his turn planting that big delicious cock up my tail, and doing a damn fine job of it, as ever. Coming up from the kiss, his hips began to roll, and behind him, I could see the reflection of that big, thick, blue-ribbon ass as it deep-dicked me. One of my favorite sights, one which only seemed to improve as time went on and the years passed. I moaned, my cock throbbing up into full hardness yet again as he plowed me expertly, years of experience together guiding his hips, his cock, the thrust of that magnificent beefy ex-jock ass. His hands knew just where to touch me, and the lusty, loving grin on his face, the sparkle in his eyes, was just the cherry on top. "You know what today is, don't you," he grinned as he fucked me. I grinned back, nodding, milking his cock with the tight muscle ring of my ass for good measure. Damn right I knew what today was, it was the reason we were in this $500-a-night hotel suite for a three-day weekend. "Say it," he growled, that steely, sexy intensity in his eyes now. "Tell me, bro." My cock throbbed even harder. We both loved hearing it, telling each other about it, especially in the naked, sweating, thrusting throes of our sex. "It's our anniversary, bro. Our brother-fucking anniversary." He growled, plunging into me all the way to his balls, letting me feel him throb deep inside me. My baby brother, all man now but still my baby bro, fucking me like nobody else could. Pumping hot, hard orgasms out of me repeatedly in a way nobody else ever would. "Fuck yeah, big bro," he growled, plunging thicker, harder, faster up inside me now. "20 fucking years of bro-sex. Bro-bonding." Fuck, I loved this kind of deep dirty taboo talk as much as he did. I hooked my muscled calves over the thick shelf of his big beefy muscled ass, pulling him into me deeper, harder, as I growled back at him. "That's right, baby bro. 20 years of deep bro time, man. 20 years of fucking incest between us. And fucking hot as the day we started, you little brother-fucking stud." I reached up to tweak both of his thick, engorged nips as I dirty-talked him, and that did the trick. His hips went into overdrive, his low growl a constant now, sweat flying as he pistoned inside me. "Come on, little brother," I rumbled, massaging those nips and his big juicy pecs. "Breed your big bro again. Gimme that taboo cum, buddy." He grinned through his fierce, determined expression... the dude had the best fuck-face of anyone I'd ever played with... and with a howl, began to unload inside me. The throb of him, the full feeling of his warm bro cock inside me, the intensity of our sweaty kiss as his abs rolled against my big bro hardon between us, sent me over the edge. We sucked tongues hard as I unleashed my pent-up big bro cum, all over the hair and muscles of our torsos, making out fiercely until I'd spurted my last and we were both starved for air. "Happy anniversary, bro," he grinned as our foreheads rested together and we kissed again, more tenderly this time. I ran my hands slowly down the thick, sweaty, muscled contours of his back and that fantastic ass of his, squeezing it lovingly, possessively. Yeah, we were married to other people, but we belonged to each other. Always had, always would. "You too, baby bro," I whispered against his lips. "Here's to 20 more years. I love you, little brother." He grinned, rolling off me to grab the champagne bottle, coming back with a mouthful to share in a kiss, and that's when I was finally, 100% sure - this hot, studly little brother of mine truly was the love of my life.