Date: Fri, 18 Aug 2000 07:57:38 EDT
From: F123hartman@aol.com
Subject: Smarter Than My Big Brother

     As I was snuggled up against my dad's side, I was thinking about all the
times including this experience when I've been ahead of my older brother.  I
was five or four and he was eight when I had my first sex experience with an
older woman, age nine.  We were playing dressups in her basement and that
meant continuous changes of clothes and lots of total nude looking and me
with my dick as hard as it could be.
I didn't know why it was standing straight up but she told me that she had a
penis also.  Naturally I wanted to see it so she spread her lips and way up
inside of her there was this little dick about the size of a pencil mark
width and about 1/16 inch long with a head just like mine.  As I got wiser
with sex knowledge, I decided that when two people fuck, the guy's dick goes
in and touches her dick and all sorts of special feelings occur.  My brother
never knew about this female bit of knowledge.
     When I was nine and my brother 12, he came over to my bed and climbed on
top of me and urged me to let him fuck my ass.  I whimpered and protested and
refused because I didn't want to get pregnant.  He was almost raping me when
my parents down stairs heard my objections and they told both of us that we
were in trouble if we didn't go to bed.  Poor big brother went back to his
own bed and for weeks I wanted him to fuck my ass.
      I think my dad might have been a little wise as to what almost happened
because the next morning he came in our room with just his undershirt on and
sat down on my bed and gently woke me up with a morning hug.   Dad always
slept in his undershirt so I had seen his jewels many, many times and I
decided that I was going to get him to fuck my ass and the opportunity came
when Mom went away for a week.  So each morning I would slip into his bed and
hug him and press my body up against him.  I told him I had some question I
wanted to know each morning and so we had lots of moments of warm bodies
touching each other with his ass bare and me in my jockey shorts.   I asked
him why my dick got hard in the morning and when I would begin to have white
stuff coming out of my dick.  The successful question came when I asked him
to tell me about the first time he made love to Mom.
     He told me how they were close together and enjoying little touches and
he let his hands touch me.  He mentioned how she took off her nightgown and
all she had on was a little pair of panties like I was wearing.  He began
touching her nipples and then kissing her nipples and I felt him begin to
touch my nipple and then kiss it.  I was in seventh heaven.  As his hand
moved down to my shorts, he described how he slipped his hand into her pants
and he began fingering her.  He did the same with me only he quickly informed
me that my Mom had lots more hair down there than I had.   I moved my leg
over and ran it up his side and begged him to fuck me.  He didn't but we had
a few precious moments of warm feelings together.
      After the third tender time I climbed into his bed without the
undershorts and just a top like him.  He let his dick slide between my legs
and his head was pressing against my asshole.  I tried to push my butt up
against him and make him slide in but he just would not let it happen.  Soon
Mom came home and everything stopped but I sure was way ahead of my brother.
     Soon there were times when my brother would sleep over at a friend's
house and I would suddenly awaken with my dad snuggled up against my backside
gently touching my dick and nipples.  After the first of this new adventure I
began sleeping in my undershirt like Dad and when he put his arms around me,
I could feel his dick sliding up and down my crack and then on that first
special night I soaked my ass with KY lotion and as Dad moved up and down my
crack I suddenly felt his dick slip into my asshole.  Dad couldn't stop and
he began pumping up and down or in and out and I was in a new world.  My
whole body exploded but no white stuff came out but the feelings were
wonderful.  Yes, it hurt a little and my asshole felt stretched and I had
feelings down there all the next day.  I never told my brother about this
part of my life but I did enjoy many nights sleeping in the same room with my
virgin brother and wondering whether he knew that I had been deflowered.  I
enjoyed many more times with Dad after my brother moved out to go to college.
 When the big college boy returned home from college, he learned pretty
quickly that I was very wise and a good lover but neither of us ever talked
about our other experiences with other men.  I love my brother and my dad
very, very much.


Gay    Incest    Smarter Than My Brother  Part 2

       As my big brother complained about still being a virgin, I guess I
should have been totally happy that my dad's dick had squeezed into my hole.
It didn't hurt but all the next day I had sensations back there.  It was like
being eleven and having sex all day long.  When his big dick-head made it
pass my little hole, the jaws of my ass locked firmly around the neck of his
cock and held him tightly inside. There was no way that any of his prick
shaft was going to get inside and there was no way that his throbbing red
prick head was ever going to get out.  He pushed gently and then pulled while
trying not to hurt me but he was trapped like the poor male dog who is stuck
inside until he has shot his wad and fertilized another liter of pups.  Only
being able to slightly push and pull meant that Dad had trouble cuming but
when he finally did and wilted and freed himself, I really had enjoyed this
first experience but I wanted more action with someone my own age and size.
     I sure started noticing my buddies buns and how they swung their asses.
They all had big mounds in front and often I saw their hard-ons as they go up
and quickly tried to cover it with their books or sweater.  Now my biggest
problem was a fear of bringing up the subject and they would drop my
friendship.  I guess I would have done the same if they had approached me.
So this meant that my big brother was my prey only he was too dumb to know
it.  I thought about climbing in bed with him while he was sleeping and when
he woke up, I would tell him I just wanted to see what he would do as he
dreamed about some girl in his class.  I thought about letting him catch me
playing with myself and then pleading with him not to tell Mom and Dad and
promising that I would do anything he wanted.  (Please keep in mind that he
had once tried to rape me.)  But I knew him and he would never tell but just
let it haunt me forever.
     So my plan of attack was called communications.  I started making a list
of jokes filing them in my notebook under Couples, Bi and Gay.  I constantly
told him jokes with words like fuck, screw and fornicate flowing out of my
mouth.  Even when my parents were in the den, I could say a punchline and see
a twinkle flash across my brother's face.  Phrases like, "I want a special
dessert tonight" and "Tonight-Tonight" had special meanings for both of us.
One time I told him that a real treat for me would be spilling my tapioca
pudding and then licking up every drop.  He said his favorite dessert was
warm melting white chocolate being stirred in extra thick cream and then this
whipped delight would fill every corner of his mouth as it warmly flowed down
his throat.


Gay  Incest   Smarter than my brother  Part 2B

     While I had jokes like "my brother thinking the best dessert was warm
melting white chocolate being stirred with extra thick cream and finally then
whipped up into a thrilling delight in his mouth that preciously flowed down
his throat",   I let him know that I dreamed of the time when I would finally
spill my tapioca pudding and then get to lick up every drop.  My folks were
often making the same double meanings and thinking it all went over my
brother and my head but when we would laugh, they knew they had been caught.
Yes, this was a time of getting no real action but I was communicating with
my brother.
     I could always create a competition with my brother if we each put up a
dollar.  One time the challenge was, "Who could dress the fastest?"  We each
laid out an undershort, jockey shorts, button-down shirt, pants, socks and
shoes.  I never saw him dress so fast.  He beat me by several minutes but I
got to see his privates for a moment.  One time when he was in the bathtub, I
showed up wearing only my jockey shorts and a stop watch and challenged him
to a contest, "Seeing who could stay under the water the longest."  He took
up the challenge saying this would be the easiest dollar that he ever had
earned. I stripped and joined him in the tub only we no longer were the
little kids at either end of the tub.  We were all arms and legs and my legs
were wrapped around his or the other way round but when it was time to play,
he went first by moving his butt clear up to my chin so his face could go
completely under water.  While he was under the water, I could open my mouth
and let his balls drop in but a game is a game.  When it was my turn, I moved
up on his chest and hoped that if I moved while under water, my prick would
slide over his lips.  It was a neat contest and lots of dick and ball bumping
but I lost again.
     I was positive I would win when I challenged him to an R & R contest.
The rule for the game was ""Both of us would pull down our pants at the same
time and then face each other without talking or touching and see who could
raise up his rod to a complete erection first."  Rod raising meant rock firm
up and no sorta half sideways.  All evening long when I said that I was
looking forward to some R & R, my folks thought I was looking forward to some
rest and relaxation.
     That night after our bedroom door was locked, my brother and I dropped
our pants and quietly waited for our dicks to spring into action.  My brother
was looking at my little dick and balls and completely hairless crotch while
I got a view of a long slender cock and hairy balls and the most beautiful
mound of shining black pubic hair surrounding his magic wand.  Every hair
looked soft and smooth and just like Dad's treasure package.  One hair was
hanging right over the top of the head of his dick and it was almost alive as
it moved every time his prick grew a little bigger. He slowly grew longer and
thicker and firmer as his dick-head slowly climbed up his leg.  As his head gr
ew round and red, it appeared to have a throbbing pulse.  I was in seventh
heaven.  My dick was completely up, completely erect, and completely hard
long before my brother completed the race.   Finally I complimented him and
his beautiful cock.  I moved down and closely examined his treasures.  When I
asked him if I could touch it, he smiled and shoved it into my face.  It was
so warm and smooth and soft.  I put my finger in his precum and taste it.
Then he took his hand and stroked his wand so more precum appeared.
     As he stroked up and down, I reached out and took over his motions as
the fingers of my other hand slid through his soft blue-black shiny hair.  He
finally exploded in my hand and it was covered with white juices.  We both
smiled when he asked me if I wanted to lick up his white tapioca pudding.  He
was still breathing heavily as he picked me up and placed me on my back on
his bed and began touching me all over.  As he licked my balls, his nose did
tracings at the base of my penis and then he traced slowly all across my
crotch and every now-and-then these pleasure ticklings caused me to quiver
and whimper.  He didn't stop until he felt me shaking with the convulsions of
my cumless climax.  As we kissed and hugged each other, we promised that we
would do more sharing together as real loving brothers.


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