Date: Tue, 18 Aug 2015 22:03:46 +0000
From: Nick Carter <xoanon1978@hotmail.com>
Subject: A Brother's Duty - Chapter 1

This is a story about a family and their friends, how they deal with
growing up and the events that happen during a period in their lives.  It
contains sexual themes and graphic depictions of sexual acts between
consenting males.

All characters in this story are fictitious. Any resemblance to actual
events, places or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

This is one of the first things I have ever written and the first I have
ever submitted so other people can read it.  Please send any comments,
criticisms, words of encouragement or ideas for improvements to how I write
to xoanan1978@hotmail.com.  I hope to continue this and am already working
on the next chapter so would love any feedback.

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A Brother's Duty: Chapter 1

Zach glanced at the clock, it was just after 2am.  "You should head back to
your own bed," he said a bit disappointingly, "we both need some sleep and
I don't think Tom would be impressed finding us here."  I sighed and gave
him one last kiss, "okay, but . . . I mean . . . was this . . . will we
. . ."  He looked me in the eyes, "Don't think I'm done with you yet, big
brother still has a lot to show you."

I smiled, jumped off the bed, grabbed my clothes and headed to the door.
He got up and pulled the covers off the bed, "Should probably change these
quick I think," he said with a smile.

I smiled back, "Thanks Zach, that was an amazing night," I said and quietly
left the room.  Outside my bedroom door I slipped my underwear back on and
then went in.  For a second I worried Tom had woken up from the noise but
he seemed fast asleep in his bed. I dumped my clothes on the floor and
climbed in to bed.  Although late I wasn't tired and lay for a while
thinking about what had happened, how it had happened.  It came to me them
that Zach had mentioned something happening earlier in the evening at
Alex's but I hadn't asked what.  I wasn't sure if I should bring it up and
in the end decided to wait and see what happened next. Whatever it was that
had started tonight's events I wasn't sure I wanted to risk it not
happening again.  I lay in bed, unable to sleep and thought back on the
last couple of hours.

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It was a few weeks before my sixteenth birthday, and my dad and step mum
had gone away for the weekend.  With Dad being unwell the weekend
treatments he went for gave the rest of us a break.  This meant though that
my older stepbrother, Zach, younger half-brother, Tom, and me, Nathan, had
been left to fend for ourselves from Friday night to Sunday afternoon.
This normally involved ignoring the prepared food left for us and spending
the 'emergency' money on pizza.  We would then all stay up far too late
after a day spent doing all the things we weren't normally allowed to.  I
think we enjoyed it more as it was a break from the normal day to day
stresses of living with Dad and my step mum.

I had spent Saturday playing on the Playstation, watching films and mostly
lazing around not doing any of the chores or homework I should have been.
With exams coming up I should have been working hard but I just couldn't
work up the enthusiasm for it.  I shared my bedroom with Tom, who had just
turned fourteen, but we had long come to the agreement that it was my space
and he would leave me alone . . . mostly.  Zach had his own room next to
ours, he was almost 18 and was off to University in a few months.  Tom and
I had already had many arguments over who would get the bigger room once he
had gone.

It was late, Tom was in bed and I was laying on mine reading.  Zach had
gone round to his mates, Alex, having threatened both us younger siblings
in to keeping quiet about leaving us on our own.  He was only a few doors
away, and Alex's family had been friends of all of our for as long as I
could remember, but our parents still wouldn't have been happy about it.
He wasn't studying for his exams either, though his Uni placement depended
on it.  I heard the front door close as Zach came home and headed down
stairs to say hi.

He was in the kitchen with the fridge door open.  "Hey," I said as he
pulled a bottle of beer out.

"You want one," he replied, offering me the beer he was holding.  Like most
15 year olds I wasn't going to say no so took it from him before he changed
his mind.  I grabbed the bottle opener from the nearby drawer, opened mine
and passed it over to Zach who had taken a second bottle out the fridge.

He popped off the top of his bottle and took a long drink from it.  "Good
night?" I asked as he lowered the beer.

"Was alright, just chilled out with a few beers and some Call of Duty.
Nothing special."  I could tell from the way he spoke it had been more than
a few beers.  He couldn't wait to run out to Alex's earlier, but didn't
seem like he had had much of a good time.  "You been up to much?  Thanks
for babysitting tonight."  Even though Tom was now a teenager Zach still
referred to him as his baby brother, where I was always his little brother
despite only being a few inches shorter than him.

Without waiting for a response he headed upstairs.  He paused as he went to
leave the kitchen for a moment and took a drink from his beer, "Fancy a
film before bed?" he said over his shoulder, "Grab another couple of beers
and come up."  He left the kitchen, again not waiting for a response.
Although he was my stepbrother we had lived together most of my life, got
on well most of the time and enjoyed hanging out together.  I took another
couple of bottles from the fridge and headed upstairs too.

Tom was still asleep as I passed our room, I pulled the door closed and
went on in to Zach's room, closing that door as well behind me.

Zach had stripped off his t-shirt and socks and was lying on his bed with
his beer.  I took a few seconds to admire the view.  It had become pretty
obvious I wasn't just in to girls.  At school I would try to catch glimpses
of the other and, when we showered, I would have to try and stop myself
getting hard with the other guys around me.  Recently though I had become
much more interested in guys, girls just didn't really do it for me.  I
hadn't had the courage to talk to anyone about what I was feeling though.

There was no way of denying that Zach was hot, stepbrother or not.  He went
to the gym a few times a week and you could see the results.  The muscles
on his body were well defined, and he had the whole six pack above the v
shaped cuts that disappeared in to the top of his jeans.  What made him
more attractive to me though was that, although he was confident about his
looks, he was never arrogant like some guys.  He may been my stepbrother
but I didn't think anything wrong with holding a secret desire for him, nor
did I ever think about doing anything about it.  Being a fifteen year old
boy, sex was this scary idea that I know I wanted to try, was desperate to
try, but wasn't sure how to make it happen or who I could do it with!  Plus
it seemed a little weird asking my brother about it, though I trusted him
more than anyone else I think.

I walked over and put the two extra beers on the desk under the window
before he caught me staring.  Zach, having the larger room to himself, had
a large double bed.  Another reason to have the larger room I thought,
better than the small double bed I had and the single that Tom had in the
opposite corner of our room.  I laid down next to him and propped myself up
with some his pillows.

"What you up for?" I asked as he flicked through the lists of movies on
demand.  "Action, guns, explosions, violence," he gave me a glance sideways
and half smiled as he answered, "maybe some semi naked girls.  Same shit as
always."  He looked back to the TV on the opposite wall and kept flicking.

We had done this loads of times before at the weekends so I knew what to
expect.  He had probably been hammered by Alex when playing Call of Duty
which never put him in a good mood.  We would take the piss out of a film
for a while before one of us said they needed to get some sleep and we went
off to bed.  It helped clear my mind if I was getting stressed about school
or something at home, just switching off for an hour or two, and I think it
did the same for him too.

He found something he liked the look of and started the film, I wasn't
really paying attention to what he had chosen.  We spent the first fifteen
minutes making fun of the story, actors, effects; pretty much everything as
normal and he began to relax and lighten up a little.  I noticed though
that it wasn't the normal sort of film we watched.  There was lots more
flesh on show and it looked cheap even for the films Zach seemed to like.

Now we had watched films together a lot and a few of these had sex scenes,
a couple which showed a bit more than normal, but tonight's film started
going much further than any of those.  Before too long the girl was fully
naked and the cheap action film was fast becoming a full on cheap porn
film.  When a second guy joined them I started to pay more attention
though.

The guys were reasonably attractive and I could feel myself getting hard,
especially as every now and again they would touch each other.  Eventually
one guy was sucking the other while he was going down on the girl.  As I
mentioned, Zach and I had watched sex scenes before, but this was making me
feel a bit uncomfortable.  I looked across at him and he seemed to be okay
with it, so to try and distract myself I got up to get another beer,
wondering if he had deliberately chosen the film trying to get me talk
about what I was feeling.

He held out his empty bottle to me, "While you're up," he said without
looking away from the TV.  I took his bottle, put both the empties on the
desk and opened the two fresh beers that were waiting.  I went back to the
bed, gave him his full beer and settled myself back down.

"You okay watching this?" he finally asked as he took the full bottle from
me, "I'm sure it's not the first time you've seen something like this.  I
remember what I was like at your age," he added with a slight laugh.  Of
course I had watched porn before but never with anyone else.  Although I
was feeling a bit uncomfortable I wanted to try and find out what had made
him pick this to watch, so I gave a nervous little laugh back.  "Yeah I
watch porn sometimes, doesn't everyone?"

He took a couple of long draws from his beer and I did the same.  From
where I was sitting up in bed I could easily check him out without being
noticed. He was laying down with one arm behind his head so he could see
the TV, and had his beer in the other.  I was sure I could make out the
shape of his cock through his jeans and it looked like the film was having
the same effect on him as it was on me.  "So any girls at school you into
then?" he asked after another long drink. "You put your porn watching
research to use yet?" Another laugh and quick glance round at me.

I paused and took several sips from my bottle, thinking this may be the
right time to be honest about what I was feeling; but still couldn't bring
myself to tell him yet.  We didn't really talk much about sex or
girlfriends, I knew he had had a couple but it just wasn't something we
spoke about much.  I began to panic slightly that he knew my secret, "Um
. . . there's a couple of people that I think I could be into at school" I
offered, not mentioning they were guys of course.  "And . . . er . . . no,
no practical experience yet.  Just lots of research."  I thought no point
in making things worse by lying about sleeping with someone I hadn't.  I
smiled and laughed and looked down at him, "It's not like I'm the hottest
guy at school either is it."  I added, I didn't think there was anything
special about the way I looked.  Dirty blonde hair hanging just past my
ears in no particular style, brown eyes, there was a definite nerd vibe
going on . . . no one had ever really called me good looking.  "I imagine
you have them lining up at the door then?"

He gave me a big smile, "Yeah, but I like to keep them waiting.  Played
around with a few, and fucked a couple but no one special really."  He
drained the last of his beer in one go and leant down to put the bottle on
the floor next to his bed.  As he laid back on the bed, one arm still
behind his head, he reached down and adjusted himself quickly with the
other.  He left his hand over his crotch now but I was sure he was getting
hard.

I took another couple of big swallows from my beer and we sat watching the
film for a couple more minutes before he continued.  "Plus some practice
with Alex of course."  My heart missed a beat and then started thumping in
my chest.  Had he just admitted to fooling around with another guy?
"Another guy just seems to know what you like, no messing around with them.
Plus it gives you a chance to try things out and practice.  Maybe learn
something new.  Don't want to look inexperienced if you're trying to
impress a girl do you.  You not had one of your mates show you how they do
things?"  He turned on to his side now, propping himself up on his elbow,
staring at me.

I was suddenly aware of how close he was to me and my cock got fully
hard. He gave me another half-smile, "I mean look at you, almost sixteen
and you spend your time watching porn and jerking off alone in your room,
when you're not out with your friends talking about comics or playing those
games you like.  You should be enjoying yourself, getting someone to show
you what it's all like."

I could feel my temperature rising.  Could he actually be suggesting what I
thought he was?  "I . . . no I've never, I mean, me and my mates chat about
things but that's all.  You've seen them, do you think any of them would be
up for something like that?"

He nodded and laughed a little, "Your not wrong there I spose, can't
remember any of them saying more than two words really.  Though a couple
might have a dark side, it's always the quiet ones you should watch out
for, "he laughed again.  We had never talked like this before and I was a
bit lost for words, not really believing what he was saying.  A few seconds
passed and I still couldn't believe what he had said.  "Do you really mean
you and Alex have . . . ?"

"Helped each other out?" he gave a loud laugh at that, "fuck yeah, and more
as well.  It's not like I had an older brother to do these things for me."

I downed what was left of my beer, "I think maybe you've had way too much
to drink," I gave a nervous laugh and started to sit up to get off the bed.
Zach placed his free hand on my chest and pushed me back down.

"For fuck sake Nathan," he sounded like he was getting frustrated with me,
"Let's be honest.  I'm horny, you're horny, we have the house to
ourselves," I think we had both forgotten Tom was asleep in the next room
by now, "and you can't tell me you haven't thought about this before.  I
know it's crossed my mind a few times.  Plus tonight at Alex's made me
realise I had a responsibility to make sure you were well educated, it's a
big brothers duty."  I got another smile and I was sure I could see the
desire in his eyes.

"Let your big brother do what he should," he glanced down my body,
especially the bulge that was now pretty obvious in my jeans.  "Unless you
would rather go and jerk off on your own again?"

I thought about it for a few seconds, not sure what I should do.  If I left
this may never happen again but if I stayed it could mess up our
relationship and make it really weird.  He moved his hand off my chest,
reached down and squeezed his cock slightly.  I knew I had to find out what
would happen, and laid back down on the bed.

He swung his leg over so he was on top of me, straddling the tops of my
legs.  He stared directly in to my eyes.  "Do you trust me?" he asked,
there was no smile now and he looked serious.

I stared back and reached up to his chest, resting my hand on him.  I could
feel the heat from his body and his heart beating almost as hard as mine.
I ran my hand down and across his six pack, reaching up with my other hand
to feel the muscles he worked so hard on.  His skin was smooth and soft
under my fingertips, there was no trace of hair anywhere on his chest.  "Of
course I trust you," I answered.  He leant back a little and a small sigh
escaped his lips as my fingers brushed over his nipples.

He took hold of the bottom of my t-shirt and lifted it up slightly.  I sat
forward and he pulled it up and off over my head before dropping it on the
floor beside the bed.  "Then, little brother," there was a smile on his
face again now, "relax and have some fun.  Hopefully you might learn
something."

His hands were on my body then, gentle at first as he ran his fingers over
my skin.  I was slim but there was a hint of muscle definition on my
stomach.  I was smooth like Zach as I didn't have much chest hair to speak
of, and also had a very slight treasure trail leading down.

We locked eyes and both smiled, then he leant down and took my left nipple
in his mouth.  For the next few minutes I was in heaven as he went to work.
Sucking first one nipple, running his tongue over it while his hands ran
over my stomach then moving to the other one.  I glanced down and caught
him starting up at me through the floppy fringe of dark hair he took so
long straightening each morning.

He stopped and kissed his way up to my neck, then gently nibbled my right
ear before pulling back.  "Have you ever kissed anyone yet?" he asked, his
face directly in front of mine and so close now.  I could see the flecks of
black in the green irises of his eyes.

"No," my voice cracked slightly and I barely managed to get the word out.
He gave a big grin again and lent forward slowly.  I could feel his breath
on my lips as he whispered, "Close your eyes."  I did and his lips gently
brushed mine.  I pushed my head forward slightly but he pulled back.

"Patience," he muttered under his breath and leant forward again.  His lips
brushed mine again, gently at first.  Then harder.  I felt his lips part
slightly and the tip of his tongue pressed forward.  Instinct took over, I
tilted my head a little and then his tongue was probing my mouth.  I
reached up and grabbed the back of his head, leaning forward in to the
kiss.  My other hand went up and touched his chest again.  Our tongues
explored each other's mouths, pulling back sometimes to tenderly kiss each
other's lips.

I could hear my blood pounding in my ears, and feel his heart beating as
well.  It felt like we were in rhythm, our hearts and bodies becoming one.
The kiss seemed to last forever but, when he pulled away, it felt like no
time at all had passed.  I could feel him shaking slightly as I opened my
eyes and I knew I was doing the same.

"I never realised how much I wanted to do that," his voice was soft and
gentle, "that may have been the best kiss ever."  I grinned, not being able
to believe what was happening.  "You're a natural I think, not much I could
improve on there but best to double check I think," he teased.  He leant
forward again and this time the nervousness I had felt had gone.  I lost
myself in our kiss, our hands gently caressing each other's bodies at the
same time.  Eventually he pulled back, sitting across the tops of my legs
again.

He grabbed the top of my jeans, paused to look at me, smiled once again and
popped open the button.  I could feel my cock throb with expectation,
almost painful with desire.  He slowly unzipped them and, raising himself
up on his knees, began to slide them down.  I was wearing tight black
trunks and as he slid the jeans down over them my hard cock throbbed again
as he brushed against it.  He moved back, pulled my jeans and socks off,
and then sat back where he had been.

He ran his hands up my legs, across the inside of my thighs and then up to
the waistband of my trunks.  Not quite touching my dick as he moved but
close enough it throbbed again, visibly straining inside my underwear.
There was a patch of wetness where precum had leaked out.

His fingers slid inside the waistband of my trunks and began to pull them
down slowly as I lifted myself off the bed.  My cock was caught on the
waistband as he pulled it down and when it was released it sprang back,
slapping against my stomach.  I don't think I had ever been as hard.  Zach
pulled my trunks off completely threw them behind him and, sitting back on
his heels, his gaze swept up my body taking in every sight.

I knew I wasn't the biggest guy in the world, my cock was just under six
inches long and uncut, but it was perfectly straight, quite thick and I
hoped still getting a big bigger.  Unlike my chest hair though the hair
around my cock had started growing when I was quite young and was now quite
thick.

He reached forward and pulled gently on some of the hair around my balls,
the slight pain felt good as a wave of pleasure ran through me.  "We need
to do something about that soon," he gave me a half smile, "you may like
this but I prefer something a bit tidier."

He went to unbutton his jeans.  "Wait," I stopped him before he could go
any further, "only fair I do what you do.  How else am I going to learn?"
He smiled again, stood up on the bed and I got up on my knees in front of
him.  I reached out and began to unbuttoned his jeans, my hands shaking
slightly, his hard bulge right in front of my face.  The first three
buttons sprang open easily but I struggled with the next.  After a while he
took hold of my hands, "Relax little bro," he said comfortingly, "it's not
going anywhere so take your time." I took a deep breath, he let go of my
hands and I managed to get the last couple of buttons undone.

I took another deep breath and then tugged on each leg, his jeans slid down
revealing his very tight white boxers.  I could see his hard cock inside
pointing up and across to the left.  A large wet patch from his precum at
its head had mad the material almost see through.  I stopped with his jeans
around his knees, staring at his package a few inches in front of me.  I
reached forward to feel him through his boxers but he grabbed my wrist and
forced my hand back.

"Uh huh," he shook his head gently, "you only get to do what I have done,
remember?"  I gave him a disappointed look but took hold of his boxers and
slowly pulled on them.  As with me his cock was caught under the waistband
so as I pulled it was dragged down.  I slowly revealed the shaft of his
dick, then his balls, before his cock broke free of the material and sprang
upwards.  It bounced of his stomach, leaving a patch of sticky precum, and
then settled back down.

Zach was completely shaved around his cock and balls, and his dick looked
glorious.  He was rock hard and it pointed straight up at an angle to his
body.  He must have been about 7 and a half inches but, to me, it looked
huge.  The uncut head was so close to my face I thought I could lick it if
I stuck my tongue out.  I still had hold of his boxers which were half way
down with his jeans, and I just knelt there staring for what seemed like
forever.

"Dude," he interrupted my thoughts, "breath."  I looked up at him and
smiled.  I hadn't realised I was holding my breath.  He laughed, "Lie back
down." I did as he instructed, not taking my eyes off his dick and the bead
of precum hanging there.  I wanted to get my hands on it so badly and my
mouth was salivating at the thought of having my lips around it.  I had
never given much thought to sucking a guy before but now he feeling to wrap
my lips around this magnificent piece of meat was almost overwhelming.

Zach reached down, took his precum on to the tip of his finger and then
licked it off.  "Sweet," he said licking his lips and smiling.  I was so
horny now, my cock pulsed again catching his eye.  He finished taking off
his clothes and sat back down across my legs, laying his hands on my
thighs.

Gently he moved his hand around and ran the backs of his fingertips over my
balls and along the length of my cock, it was only a whisper of a touch but
it shot such intense feelings of pleasure throughout my body I gasped
loudly in shock.  He did it twice more and each time it felt better than
the last.

His hands were now everywhere, caressing the insides of my thighs, running
over my balls and up the shaft of my dick.  Every now and again my cock
would pulse and rise up slightly off my stomach.  Eventually he wrapped his
hand around my cock, his grip was firm but still tender.  He started to
slowly move his hand up and down, beginning to jerk me off.  It felt
unbelievable having someone else's hand round my dick, and I couldn't
believe it was happening.  He was staring at his hand around my cock,
watching it move like he couldn't believe it either.

Each time he moved up my foreskin would slide over the end of my cock
followed by his fingers, the intense sensations made me whimper each time
it happened.  My hands were by my sides, gripping the covers on the bed.  I
moved my head back and closed my eyes, relaxing in to the feelings.

As one hand slowly worked my cock his other hand moved to my balls.  The
pleasure I was feeling intensified and I moaned loudly.  His fingers moved
around my balls, he gently massaged each one like he was getting to know
them intimately.  The slow wanking of my cock and the massaging of my balls
was driving me crazy.

I was sure my cock was bigger and harder than ever, and couldn't believe
anyone could make be feeling what I was, let alone my own brother.  He
glanced up at me and smiled, as he moved his hand up my cock again he
collected some precum on his finger.  He flashed me a mischievous smile and
raised his finger to his mouth, licking the precum off with his tongue.  He
closed his eyes and savoured the flavour, "Tastes even better than I
imagined."

His hand returned to my cock and he leaned forward to kiss me again.  The
feelings almost overwhelmed me and I could feel myself getting close to
cumming already.  The rhythmic movement of his hand on my cock matched the
movements his tongue made in my mouth, helping the sensations build until I
didn't think I could hold off any longer.  "Fuck," I moaned through the
kiss.  His speed increased on my cock as he worked me towards my climax.

Just when I thought I wouldn't be able to keep myself from cumming any
longer his hand stopped and he pulled back from the kiss.  Waves of
pleasure ran through my body but I still didn't shoot.  He gave my cock one
last rub and then moved back, releasing it.  I felt the pressure that had
been building go away as he smiled down at me, "Don't think you're shooting
yet," he said.

He sat back with his hands resting on my legs as I recovered my breath.  I
hadn't realised how hard I was breathing.  "No regrets about staying then?"
he enquired cheekily.

I smiled up at him, panting slightly still trying to catch my breath. "I
may never leave," I responded, "that felt amazing."

He laughed again, "This is just foreplay, going to take it nice and slow I
think.  Don't want to get everything over in one night."

I pushed my head back on the pillow again.  My head swimming from what had
already happened and couldn't fully comprehend everything that might still
happen.  Did he mean this wouldn't be a one-time thing?  While he had been
talking his hand had moved to his own cock and he was now slowly wanking
himself.  His other hand went back to my cock, he jerked it a couple of
times.  His grip a bit firmer and a large glob of precum oozed out.

While playing with his own dick he leant down, pulled back my foreskin and
ran his tongue over the end of my cock.  My body exploded as I felt his
tongue on the head of my cock.  He licked around it several times to get
all the precum and then sat back up.

He tilted his head back as he played with himself, "Fucking hell, I really
need to cum soon."  He began wanking both our locks again, picking up
speed.  I gripped the covers again in my fists.  After a couple of minutes
I could feel the pressure building in my balls again.  As I was reaching my
limit though he slowed down and eased off, though he kept working on his
own cock.

Three times more I felt my orgasm building, my sack tightened and I was so
close to shooting.  Each time though he slowed and paused until it had
passed, then took me back in his hand and brought me again to the brink.  I
don't know how long he teased me like this.  I was writhing on the bed in
pleasure, lost in the feelings coming from what my big brother was doing,
loud moans of pleasure escaping my lips.

"Please Zach," I begged, "let me cum." His grip on my cock strengthened
slightly and I felt a change in his movements.  Then I could feel it
building up inside me.  I opened my eyes and watched as he finally let me
go past the point of no return.  His hands were a blur on both our cocks,
his body was covered in sweat and glistened in the light.  I could see his
muscles straining as he stared down at me.  "Come on then," he said, "shoot
for me."

With him jerking both of us I finally felt my climax release.  It felt like
it started deep inside, working its way through my entire body.  "Oh fuck
Zach," I called out, "I'm gonna cum."

I closed my eyes again and a deep guttural moan escaped my body as the
first jet of cum shot out of my cock.  I felt it hit my neck as I arched my
back on the bed with pleasure.  The next jet hit my chest, and the next,
each time I moaned and shouted loudly, "fuck.....fuck......fuck."  Each
breath was ragged and hard to draw, I had never had an orgasm like it.  I
kept shooting as Zach wanked my rock hard dick, six big shots of cum flew
out covering my chest and stomach.

I was still moaning loudly as he leant forward on his knees, my cum slowly
oozing out from my cock all over his hand.  He continued with his own cock,
moving his hand faster and faster.  My whole body shook with the intensity
of my climax and I looked up at him.  He looked perfect, the taut muscles
in his stomach, his quick shallow breaths as he jerked off.  He was staring
at me, covered in my own cum and looking completely exhausted.  I was
panting heavily, unable to relax as the aftershocks of pleasure ran through
my body.  He was half biting his bottom lip and his floppy dark hair was
slick with sweat.

The look in his eyes was pure desire.  I could tell that he wanted me,
wanted this.  He let out a loud moan as well. "Oh fucking shit, I'm cumming
too." He thrust forward with his arse and arched his back, tilting his head
back as he began to shoot. "Oh fuck," his hand moved down his cock and I
could see every muscle tense as he came.  "Fuuucckk", he shouted again as
the first load shot over my head.  He wanked his beautiful cock again,
once, and as before another load flew out on to my face, closely followed
by a couple more. "Oh god, fuck, fuck, yes." my brother screamed as he kept
milking his dick.  Stream after stream of thick cum shot out, adding to
mine.

His body shook as he milked the last cum from our dicks.  He lifted his
hands up to inspect how messy they were and then wiped them on his bed
sheets.  He turned and flopped down on the bed next to me.  We were both
breathing hard, the room smelt of sweat and sex.  I couldn't believe what
had happened.  I was lying next to my brother covered in both mine and his
cum feeling like the luckiest guy in the world.  My cock still throbbed
every now and again.

After a minute I could feel cum beginning to run down my side. "Uh Zach," I
turned my head to look at him, "do you have a towel or something?"  I
wasn't quite sure what I should do now.  Normally when I came I used a
couple of tissues to wipe it up but these would take more than that.

"Hold on a sec," Zach replied.  He grabbed his phone from the bed side
table and knelt up over my feet.  I could see him still shaking slightly.
"Smile," he said and laughed.

"No, wait," I shouted trying to cover my face with my arms.  I could hear
him laughing.  "Just a little memento to remember our first time together",
he said putting the phone back where he had got it from.

"You bastard," I said sounding hurt.  "You better not show that to anyone."

"I promise it is just for my personal use," he looked serious as he raised
his hand in a mock salute.  "Scouts honour."  He looked so serious I
believed him, and didn't really have the energy to argue about it either.

He jumped of the bed, grabbed a towel from the floor and started to clean
me up.  "That was awesome bro," he said tenderly as he wiped my face of his
cum, "I thought you were gonna explode at the end there."

I smiled, the anger of the photo gone as I looked in to his green eyes.  "I
kinda did," I replied as I grabbed his dirty underwear from the floor to
clean up the last bits of his cum.  He reached over and brushed some hair
off my face.  "Nothing else to say little bro?" he asked with a bit of
concern in his voice.  I paused for a second before responding.  "Did I
just dream that? I mean, did that really just happen?" I said only
half-jokingly.  He kissed me and put his hand on my thigh, "No you didn't
and yes it did.  And you were awesome!"

I smiled shyly, "I didn't really do much apart from lie here.  You did all
the work."

"As I said earlier, it's a big brothers duty to educate his little
brother."  He laid down next to me and pulled me in so I was laying on his
shoulder, his strong arm around me protectively.  We lay for a few minutes
like this, our breathing relaxed and our hearts beating as one again. I
felt his head turn to look at the clock . . .

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My thoughts were broken by my phone lighting up, it was a message from
Zach.  I opened it up and it was the photo he had not long taken, with me
on his bed covered in cum trying to cover my face.  With the picture was
the message 'Thanks too, it really was an amazing night.  Looking forward
to the morning.". I smiled and felt happier than I had for a long time.  I
wondered briefly about what would happen next and before I knew it the sun
was up and I was blinking in the morning light.