Date: Sat, 9 Feb 2019 12:05:04 +0100 From: Ouranos Utrecht Subject: There is no buddy like an older brother. Part 1 There is no buddy like an older brother. Part 1 By Chaim Reactions are welcome at groeiutrecht@gmail.com English is not my mother tongue, so we sometimes say things differently than in English-speaking countries. Support Nifty to keep this site open and free! Sometimes being a brother is even better than being a superhero. My older brother Steven sat beside me on the couch and we watched Netflix, we were bored. Our parents were gone and they left me with my brother Steven. He was already an older teen, tall and fit, but with an incredibly toned body. I was jealous, he had nice pecs, a tight ass and v-shaped pelvis, just everything a boy wanted. On top of that he has a handsome face with a great smile and blond hair. I looked a lot like him, only I was much shorter, slim and not muscled like him and a couple of years younger. "So what do you want to do, Steven?" I asked bored, looking over at him. Steven shrugged his shoulder and said, "I don't know. I have to babysit you, so I can't go out." I watched him as he walked upstairs to his bedroom. Steven came back with his laptop. He browsed and got one of his last download on the screen. "Watch this, Timmy. I think you are old enought to enjoy," Steven said, sitting back on the couch and he winked at me. I looked at him and saw the first scene of a porn vid. I am hopeless at straight porn and sex. So without really thinking about it said, "Porn sucks, Steven. It's just straight shit." "And?!" Steven asked, looking at me totally surprised. "I don't like that, I don't like to watch it. I'm not interested in straight porn," I stammered. He looked at me puzzled, "What do you want to say, Timmy?" Steven questioned studying my face. He looked over at me and laughed a little, "You were joking? It sounds like you're telling me you're too young to watch porn or what?" "Okay, I'm telling you that I'm not straight, that I'm Gay. That is what I'm telling you," I told him, cutting him off. "Oh fuck!" Steven laughed at first but became serious, he studied my face to see if I telling him a very bad joke. "You can't be gay, Timmy." he stated with conviction in his voice, "Why not?" I asked him a little surprised. "Well, you're just not a..." He stopped and swallowed, "You're my brother and too young to know such things. You're not gay, you just got upset seeing porn the first time." Steven said trying to explain the best way he could. I laughed at that and said, "Well, I have seen more porn, that's not the point and you don't have to an grown-up to know or act girlie to be gay, Steven." He looked very serious now, puzzled, shocked, "When did you know you were gay?" "I guess I always knew. I've always liked guys. Well, I knew I'm gay since a couple of years, at a very young age I discovered I fancied boys." Steven sat up straight and watched me with a shocked expression on his face, "Tell me," The Word was Out and I did, I tried to explain, to make my point, "I like to look at your buddies at school and looking at them. Yes Steven, I fancy manly guys, not girlie boys. I dreamed about your mates, but they are always older and so unreachable for me." "and?" "Every time you and the older boys see me, you all just smile at me. You let me join, but your buddies are never seemed to be interested in me. You all listen to music, talk a lot about sport and girls, drink your cokes and beer and in general ignore me. Oh that Timmy, Steven's little brother, he is too young te be interesting." Steven smiled relieved, "You are young, little brother. That doesn't make you gay, Timmy. Well, boys have that, you feel insecure, do not know what you want and who you are." Steven sounded like a bad combination of a teacher, psycho therapist and a concerned parent. I got angry and desparate, "Oh, you don't understand, Steven. I struggled with my feelings for long time and thought that I would go mad. All those unreachable hopes and pleasurable dreams. You don't understand my true fantasies, fears, situation and desires. I found some American gay websites that excited me, stories on Nifty and some free video sites. Straight porn is a real turn-off for me, the only thing in straight porn that interests me are the good-looking dudes with a hot hard cock." I looked at him, "I never told anyone, but I love to surf to the gay porn websites. I even got the guts and signed up for some of the free ones." Steven thought about it, straightened his shoulders, "Have you had sex with guys?" Steven asked, gulping out the question. I laughed uneasily and said, "Fuck you, that's private." "Well, yes you are right that's private, but I want to know. Your dreams and the reality can be very different." Steven looked away from me and switched the screen off. I sighed and said, "I just don't like talking about it." He increased the pressure on me, "So do you have a boyfriend?" "No!" "Where're brothers, man! Just tell me!" Steven nearly shouted and I got upset again, "You just don't understand!" "What's there to understand? " "I can't talk to you about sex and gay stuff with you. You are straight, you live on another planet. You laugh with your buddies about gay people, telling bad jokes, calling gay people, queer, faggots and cocksuckers, that's what boys like you call me, don't you." I said under my breath. Steven stayed calm and ignored my attack and pushed me on, "What's the big deal to talk about sex with me? I'm your brother, you can trust me." "I'm gay Steven. That's the big deal. It's not easy for me you and your buddies talk about gay people like shit." "Then why'd you tell me in the first place? You knew I would have questions!" Steven groaned. "It was a stupid mistake, Steven. Don't ask me those question, I don't want to talk about my private sex life!" "I need answers!" Steven shouted now and stood up again. I looked at his powerful body and felt little, his face was shining with a light coating of sweat. "Tell me, convince me you are gay. You had sex with another boy?" I looked at him. My mind was in overdrive, I could not believe I was doing this, I felt like I would explode at any time, but I tried to relax. Deep inside I wanted to persuade him. "Let's tell you this, last night I got out of my bed. I couldn't sleep, I was horny. My penis throbbed and stuck straight out from me. I walked to your room, don't know why, needed a mirror. You were sleeping, I walked over to the mirror in your room, you have a large one. I felt strange standing in your room, but it was also exciting. My penis bobbing up and down as I walked softly in your bedroom. I looked at you, Steven, you were sound asleep." Steven looked at me but said nothing, "It turned me on to see my penis sticking out in front of me. You snored, yes, you did dear brother, you are snoring! I slowly brushed my hand up and down the length of my shaft, while watching myself in the mirror checking my smooth, hairless chest." Steven interrupted me, "Hm, it's true, I didn't hear you in the beginning, but saw you in the moon light walking around in my room." I looked shocked at him but he smiled. I felt unsure now, "You did?" "Yes Timmy, I did, but it didn't upset me. You looked cute, standing there in front of the mirror, your hand went down to your flat stomach. I remembered thinking, Timmy is growing up, because saw your boy cock with its very little patch of soft black pubic hair. You looked good, a handsome very young teen. It is normal for boys to check their body, Timmy." Steven whispered and he continued softly, "I saw you, with one hand you grasped your hard boy cock and started to stroke it. I was surprised, didn't know you had already strong sexual feelings like that, but you have already an impressive boy cock." Steven looked at my face and I blushed, "I don't care, little brother. It's normal to get sexual feelings. I looked at you in front of my mirror and your other hand caressed your still smooth hairless balls, working your way back to your firm tight ass cheeks. You were flexing them, that made me smile. You are a horny little bastard, little brother. Rubbing your little ass in the same tempo that you stroked your cock. You liked that, didn't you?" I smiled at him, "Yes, I did. It was nice. It felt good my pre-cum started to ooze out of the head of my cock, a small glistening trail of it traveled down my cock head, onto my shaft and my stroking hand made it nice and slippery." Steven whispered, "I will tell you a little secret, I got hard watching your little show. Really, but you stopped stroking your cock. I thought you would go back to your bed, but you didn't. Maybe you forgot you were not alone, maybe you are like the tension to be caught. You spread your boy juice all over the head of your cock, making it shine. You are a hot boy, giving me a little show. Soon I heard your low moan which escaped from your mouth as my own horniness built up. I was afraid you would heard me, because I stroked my cock watching you. You gave no reaction, so I think you didn't hear me." I shook my head, "No, I didn't hear you," "You started stroking your boy cock harder and faster now, while your other hand feverishly roamed all over your smooth body, but again dear brother, all boys do such things. It doesn't make you gay." I looked at my older brother and listened to his observations. I was shocked and felt strange he saw everything. Steven whispered, "More important, what was your fantasy?" Steven gave me a stern look, "Looking at your own body in the mirror, stroking your cock is normal. Timmy, I stroked my own cock looking at your little show, it doesn't make me gay!" I smiled at him but shivered, hopefully he would understand as I told him the truth, "All I could think of was the sight of David, he is a much older handsome man. David trains in the park often. I looked at him as he works out, just wearing nothing but a pair of running shorts. I walk the dog often, because you are too busy or too tired to do so. I walk in the park every day. This dude, his name is David, probably didn't even notice me, but he makes me horny. I dream about him, I hoped he would see me, talk to me. A week ago David was running and he suddenly stopped. He walked back to me, I almost had a heart attack when I realized he talked to me. He was standing there in front of me, handsome, strong and still panting. David smiled and said just 'Hi' and stroked our dog. I looked at him and could see David's cock straining against his underwear and he could see his muscled ass as he passed me to continue his run. Steven, you don't understand, but I wanted him to touch me, that's gay, isn't it?" Steven remained silent, just looked at me. "David is the only person I can think of, he is so handsome and strong, his voice is so nice and mature. Longing for David is driving me insane." Steven smiled and asked, "Do you think I know him?" "I don't think so, he is at least twenty he must be in college or working, but god, he's so hot!" Steven sighted, it sounded like he was relieved, but he said, "I see, that's why your cock was so hard!" His words sounded understanding, "Yes and hadn't had started jerking off to keep my emotions leveled out, I probably would have gone mad." Steven smiled, "It was a weird situation, Timmy, but I knew about David, but thought I was mistaken. I didn't want to stop you. I just listened to you as you whispered to the mirror, 'Oh David, I will be your boy!'" "Shit, really, did I say that?" Steven nodded. "Yes, you did. I have seen you and heard your whisper, but thought nothing about it. Couldn't Davida a girl?" "Well, if you have seen everything, you know my orgasm started to build up, my balls got tight and pulled up. I know, I reached that point, you can't stop yourself, my cock oozed a stream of pre-cum which slid down my rigid shaft and over my tight fist, leaving a gleaming trail. I stroked my boy cock faster and faster as my cum built up in my tight balls! Wo, that felt so good!" Steven laughed now softly, "Yes, I know what you felt, you groaned and continued stroking your chest and thighs with your other hand. A load moan escaped you, 'Oh yes, do it to me!'" "Yes, oh yes, Steven, you can't deny I have sexual feelings like this." "I don't deny anything, I just want to know what kind of sexual feelings you have, before I draw conclusions, you think you are gay, I have my serious doubts. Boys sometimes have confusing thoughts that make them horny. You are honest with me, tell me what happened, so go on..." "Okay, let's be honest with you, it started as I felt my cum work its way up my throbbing shaft. I didn't care about you, I thought you were sleeping till my eyes locked onto my reflection and I saw you. In a flash, I was afraid you could see me, but I couldn't stop in my fantasy David encouraged me to shoot my load for him. I watched my cock swell and suddenly I shot out a thick white stream of my boy cum." Steven looked at me, "Yep, you are dirty teen pig, you like to tell me this. Believe me your boy cock was impressive, it pointed straight up as you stroked it. You grunted and not softly, you shot your boy load and your cum landed in stream from your left nipple down to your stomach. Timmy, it was a horny sight, believe me, as you stroked your cock and shot four more big squirts. All of it landed on your chest and stomach. You are a naughty boy, Timmy! Get the picture, in front of me stood my young slim boy brother, smooth and I thought green and innocent, covered with his boy cum. Your cum was dribbling down your sweaty torso and dripping on to your still throbbing boy cock. Some of it started to slide down your smooth thighs. The sight of your smooth body covered in all the cum just made myself hornier and believe me or not, Timmy, I wanked my own cock, but believe me I'm not gay!" Steven looked at me, "Yes. Timmy boy, I'm straight, I'm not into guys normally, never had a fantasy about a boy like you, but when you began to spread your cum all over your chest, cock and balls, I felt it myself. Your whole body gleamed with smooth coating of your thick, white cum. The room smelled and I wanked as a mindless madman an shot my own load. My little teenage brother gave me a horny show and I shot my load, that has nothing to do with my sexual orientation on the long run. My room smelled of sweat, sex and cum and you, dirty bastard." We both laughed, our chat became suddenly more open and relaxed. Somehow it felt like promise, I hoped you understood my true feelings, although I didn't understood how this would work out in the future. I felt this way cast away all previous doubts Steven had about my sexual orientation. I jumped up, "You want something to drink?" I asked Steven, trying to break the tension. "No, don't change the subject." Steven pulled me down by grabbing my arm. I tried to get back up but he wrestled me down. Steven was holding me in a tihjt grip. I'm younger and he is taller, so I was having a hard time getting away. "Stop struggling. I need real prove! Just calm down, Timmy!" After a while I stopped squirming and he let up a little bit, but he was still practically on top of me, so I couldn't really get away. His face was only inches from mine and he whispered, "See, now that's what pisses me off! We used to talk about everything, so I want to hear everything." There was a long silence and Steven was holding me down, I could see the seriousness in his eyes. "You can tell me anything, trust me, I'm your brother." Steven said gently. He looked at me for a long time before he said, "I don't care that you have gay feelings. You're my brother. I love you, little man," He said, smiling a little. I sighed, "I love you too, Steven," "I know you do. That's why you can tell me anything." I lifted my head and kissed him gently and that took him by surprise. We hugged sometimes, but never kissed. I felt a little too dizzy to think straight so the only thing I could think to say was, "Thanks, I love you." He looked at me, "You just kissed me, Timmy." "I know," I stuttered. He just looked at me, Steven was shocked and felt uneasy. "I didn't know how to say what I wanted to tell you, so I expressed my feelings instead," I explained. He didn't know what to say, so I said nothing at all. Steven was silent for a while and we kissed again, this time lasted longer, so my boy cock started to stir up inside my briefs. Suddenly Steven's hands wandered up under my shirt and his fingers were sending shivers up and down my spine. Every time his finger pinched my nipples I felt my boy cock getting harder. Steven moved more on top of me causing my legs to spread open and his lower body nestled between my wide spread legs. I could feel his hardness bumping against mine and though I wanted to push him away, but I didn't. Instead I grabbed his firm ass and ground him into me making him moan into my mouth. He moved his lips from mine and began to tongue my neck. "Timmy, oh shit! This isn't right," He whispered, "I'm not gay. We can't do this, I'm your brother, but oh god, yes, you feel good between my legs." moving his hand between us. We sat up a little, he was unbuttoning my jeans and pulling them down. My hands were trying to pull my jeans back up, but I really wasn't fighting him as hard as I could. My jeans came off and so did my boy briefs. I was naked in a flash. "You don't seem as shy as before, baby brother," Steven and asked, "and you want sex, right?" I felt nervous lying there naked and my strong brother between my wide spread legs asking me if I want to have sex with him. "Timmy, enough talking," He said and I watched him slide down his own jeans exposing his hard cock. He simply got me on my knees in front of the couch. He moved me between his strong muscled legs. My face was only a few inches from his throbbing cock. I bowed down on him and took slowly his cock head in my mouth. "Oh jesus. That feels so good," Steven moaned. My mind was focused on the sensations rippling through my brother's body. I didn't care anymore. I didn't care about anything but how great it felt to suck my brother's man cock. My lips locked tightly around his cock as I went up and down on him, sucking and swirling my tongue around his cock head and shaft. My hands moved to his balls and I massaged them. Steven squirmed and bucked his hips up. From a distance could hear him groaning for me not to stop. "Oh god. Please Timmy, boy, I can't handle it!" Steven panted. He grabbed my short hair and slammed his cock all the way down my throat. He fucked my face and threw his head back as I felt his orgasm building. Steven's balls drew up and his toes curled as I felt it! "I'm... oh fuck, Timmy!" Steven shouted and his cum rushed out of his cock head and down my throat. Steven squirmed and clenched his teeth together as he came and came and came into my wide open mouth. I swallowed his man cum, wanted it, needed it. Steven's orgasm finally subsided and he breathed deeply, trying to catch his breath. I was still between his strong legs sucking at the head of his cock, licking up the last drops of his cum. He started to push me away, he did it gentle and slowly. Steven sat up and I watched him, he smiled and wiped away some of his cum that had escaped my lips. He stared down at me and smiled. "That was a lot of cum, big brother. Wow!" I said matter-of-factly and smiled back. "Oh holy Shit, what did we do?" he mumbled, closing his eyes. "Listen Timmy, that was great, boy. I mean, it was unbelievable, you are a great cock sucker, but we don't have to. It's too much, you are my little brother." I looked at him, "Come on, Steven, don't distroy it. This was great and it was right, you are still straight as an arrow." Steven reached his hand down and grasped my hard boy cock and brushed his thumb back and forth over the sensitive head. I tried not to moan, but if felt too good. I groaned, "Oh yes, touch me!" "I want you to know, this isn't just about sex to me, but I mainly want to show you how much I love you, Timmy." he said slowly. I felt Steven's lips on my own. I stopped breathing for a moment as he kissed me. It was a soft kiss, but he hold it for a while before quickly pulling away. Steven never kissed me this way. Why did he do that? I felt something else. Steven's hand, exploring, feeling around my lower body until he came across where he was looking for, my hard eager little boy cock. He gave it a light squeeze, "You want to cum, boy?" I tried to calm myself, he was touching and stroking my cock! Steven just grabbed my boy cock and even worse, I felt the blood rushing to my cock. I got rock hard and dripping. "Oh yes," I panted, feeling his hand on my cock. I took another deep breath, to calm down. I couldn't believe this, what did he want me to do? Was my older straight brother just curious? What the fuck, he could be as curious as he wanted to be, I didn't care and wanted him to continue. "It's okay boy, enjoy my hand," Steven moved real close to me, I felt his naked body, he kept his left hand under my smooth balls and began wanking me with his right hand. I was really hard and he closed his fingers round my boy cock and kept doing that, moving my skin all the way up and down. I was an expert, he did it not too fast, just steady. I heard my own heavy breathing and tiny gasps. I felt my boy balls tighten, always a sure sign that the point of no return was dangerously close. A few drops of that clear pre-cum oozed out, lubricating Steven's fingers, and I felt my boy cock go even stiffer in his fingers, the way it does that instant before it starts jerking, "Ah! Mmm! Now!" and my first spurt of semen shot out, the first only just above my little new soft hairs, followed by three, four, maybe five big strong spurts came shooting out in rapid succession, going all the way to the top of my chest and just missing Steven. I was lost, lying there with my eyes closed, blowing quietly through my lips. My boy cock giving little twitches as the last few drops of semen oozed out. Steven squeezed me very gently and drew my skin forward to cover the top. My smooth balls had gone right up the sides of my boy cock at my orgasm, and went back down where they usually were, close underneath. Steven's arm banded across my chest, I couldn't move. "Relax, little brother." Steven hold me tight and said, "I have seen a part of you, I had never seen before." Steven was right, I was his young little brother, but I was sure I was gay. I went limp, put my head on his broad shoulder, and sobbed against his neck. Changing the mood, he slid his arms around me and held me like a child, "Now do you understand why I have a lot of question for my little baby brother?" He whispered softly into my ear. "Yes," I replied, "I'm sorry." He petted my blonde hair and hold me close, "Don't feel bad, I love you as my little brother, my little super hero." Reactions are welcome at groeiutrecht@gmail.com English is not my mother tongue, so we sometimes say things differently than in English-speaking countries. Support Nifty to keep this site open and free!