I 'm Joey, the middle brother of three. Jeff is four years older than me, and Jim is two years younger. When I was twelve, I accidentally walked in on Jeff while he was jacking-off. He yelled and me and I apologized and left the room. Later I came back to him, apologized again and asked about what he was doing.

He explained what jacking-off was and said that soon I'd be old enough to cum and could begin myself. I didn't really understand fully, but knew it was part of growing up, so I looked forward to growing into it.

Remembering what I briefly saw when I interrupted Jeff, I tried to do the same. I'd been playing with myself for years, so that was nothing new. I pulled on my cock the way I saw Jeff do, and it felt great, but after a while nothing happened except getting sore.

I talked about it with Jeff, hoping he could tell me more about how to do it right. He said I had to give it time, but if I was willing to help, I could watch. I didn't know what helping involved, but quickly agreed.

I joined Jeff in his room the next time he planned to jack-off and he took off his pants and undershorts, sitting on the edge of the bed. He had me kneel on the floor between his spread knees and showed me how he stroked his cock and asked me to do it for him. I had no idea this was what he meant by "helping". I'd never even been this close to another guy's cock before, let alone handling one, but I was eager to learn, so I took him in my hand.

I felt kind of nice – warm and firm, yet soft enough to squeeze. As I stroked, Jeff told me to squeeze tighter and pull harder. I didn't want to hurt him – it seemed like I might seriously injure him, but Jeff urged me on. Without warning, Jeff's cock erupted with some white stuff I hadn't seen before. It shot up into the air, landing on his legs, belly and bed. Jeff took a tissue and wiped it up.

"What was that?" I asked.

"That's cum," he said, "It's called an orgasm or climax when it shoots out, and it feels absolutey wonderful! In fact, you doing it made it even better."

"Will I be able to do that?" I asked.

"Sure," Jeff replied, "Maybe any day now – you should be nearly ready."

After Jeff wiped up the cum, I saw a drop he missed on his leg and pointed it out.

"Go ahead and lick it up," he said, "See if you like it – it's perfectly safe."

I leaned over and licked up the drop. It seemed to have a strange taste, but I couldn't tell with such a small amount. Jeff said he'd give me more the next time.

I was thrilled that he wanted me back again – jacking him off was really cool.

My next chance was the following day. Now with a little experience I confidently stroked Jeff to erection and soon he was telling me he was gonna cum. He told me to put my mouth to his cock, which I did, opening my mouth as she shot squirt after squirt of his hot load into my mouth.

There was no mistaking the taste. It was strong, but completely different from anything I'd ever tasted. I can't honestly say that I liked the taste, but knew I wanted more. I thanked Jeff, and he said I could jack him every time if I wanted – I quickly agreed.

For the next few days I jacked-off Jeff every day, taking his load into my mouth each time.

The next time he suggested that I put his cock in my mouth, closing my lips around it so none of the cum would leak out. I'd never lost any cum through leakage, but went along with Jeff's suggestion anyway. When he came, with my lips on his cock, I could feel it pulsing with each squirt. Taking his cock in my mouth was a great idea!

The next day Jeff said he thought I could make him cum hands-free, just using my mouth. I told him I didn't know if I could, but I'd try. I took his cock into my mouth and ran my tongue over the head, feeling him enlarge in my mouth. Jeff told me to keep my tongue moving on him, which I did.

Without warning I felt his cock pumping his cum into my mouth. I felt great that I was able to do this, and at the time thought it was something never done before. I had a real feeling of accomplishment and told Jeff I wanted to do more of it. He agreed, claiming that it felt even better than jacking-off!

I proudly sucked Jeff off every day after that. One weekend I was away for the weekend and upon my return my younger brother Jim came to me and said Jeff had been mean to him. Jeff forced him to suck his cock, really freaking Jim out. He had no idea what it was about or why Jeff would do such a thing.

"I'm sorry that happened to you," I said, "What you did probably felt really good to Jeff, but wasn't very nice for you. May I show you how it feels?"

Jim looked at me in wonder, but nodded in agreement. I asked him to drop his pants and I took his little boy cock into my mouth, running my tongue all around his little cock head.

"Wow, that feels really good!" Jim said, "I just wish Jeff didn't force me to do it."

"I'll talk to Jeff and see that he doesn't make you do it any more," I said, "But if you like, I'll suck you any time."

Jim was appreciative, thanking me. I talked to Jeff and told him I would suck him any time he wanted, but he must never force Jim to suck him – what if he told Mom? Jeff saw the reason in that, and soon I had his cum in my mouth once again.

After I went to bed and had just fallen asleep I awoke to find Jim at my bedside. "Could you suck me now?" he asked. I agreed and told him to remove his pajama bottoms and climb into my bed. I decided to try something and had Jim kneel over my face, slipping his tiny cock into my mouth. This was a comfortable position for both of us, and I really liked taking care of my little brother this way. Of course he coudn't cum, but enjoyed the feeling just the same. After about fifteen minutes he pulled out because he'd become overly sensitive. He thanked me and pulled on his pajama bottoms. I told him that we could do this any time he wanted.

I went to sleep, but was awakened in the morning by Jim climbing on top again. I felt his cock head against my lips and immediately began to suck him. Being so small, Jim was really easy to suck – I just wished that he could cum. After a short time he pulled out and thanked me.

And so it was that every day after school I would suck off Jeff and swallow his cum. Every morning and evening I would suck Jim in my bed. Over time I came to realize that sucking cock wasn't something I discovered, but it wasn't something that straight guys normally did.

I needed to keep this a secret. I realized that I was a faggot, and didn't want Jeff or Jim to turn faggot, so I focused on sucking them, never asking them to do anything for me. When I was finally able to cum, I jacked off, usually thinking about sucking Jim or Jeff, but always taking care of things myself.

One day Jim and I were thrilled when he finally climaxed, cumming in my mouth. He really loved that and on some days asked for extra sucks. He was so horny he seemed to be ready to cum all the time! Jeff was a Senior in high school now and would be leaving for college after he graduated, so I was glad that Jim wanted sucking so often.

I'm now in my mid-twenties. Jeff is back from college and we are all married. I thought marriage would be the end of my blowjobs, but I soon learned that married women aren't as receptive to sex as before marriage, so both Jeff and Jim needed blowjobs several times a week, while my wife's lack of interest left me jacking off. I didn't mind that, because I had hot memories of sucking my brothers!

I've wondered about sucking other guys, but never had the nerve to try it. Perhaps one day I will, but for now my brothers are enough for me.

  To be continued . . .

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