Date: Sun, 19 Jun 2011 01:38:02 +1030
From: Scott Grey <scottgrey08@hotmail.co.uk>
Subject: A Helping Hand Part 3

My brother finding out his girlfriend had been screwing around behind his
back is the best thing that's ever happened to me. I know that sounds
really selfish, but it's the truth. Ever since he found out about a week
ago, he's been spending more time with me. Regular stuff, like playing
video games, going to the movies and just generally hanging out. He's even
getting me to work out with him, so I can hopefully get in better shape and
look more like Luke does.

Then there's the not-so-regular stuff. Like the fact that every night,
we've been taking it in turns giving each other hand jobs. One night he'll
do me and then jerk himself off while I watch, and the next night I'll
return the favour. I've never been happier. Even our parents have noticed a
change in our behavior, pointing out that we're not constantly at each
others throats anymore. They've both told me what a good brother I am,
helping Luke out through this obviously difficult time for him. If only
they knew the extent of my help.

Today was Saturday, our mom was off spending the weekend visiting her
sister in another town and dad was busying himself with work around the
house. So Luke had decided we'd go hang out at the mall, maybe see another
movie and get something to eat. The movie was alright, but it was the food
part I enjoyed the best. We'd been sitting at our table when a couple of
girls from Luke's class came over to try and chat him up. Since it was
common knowledge he'd broken up with his girlfriend, he was considered fair
game now, and any number of girls wanted a chance to get in his pants.

So they'd come over, dressed in their sluttiest outfits, desperately
begging for his attention, but he barely acknowledged them. Sure, he was
polite, but he made it pretty clear that he was here with me. It made me
feel so good inside and think about how just a couple of months ago, Luke
wouldn't have been caught dead with me in public. But now, not only was he
out with me, he'd also turned down a guaranteed opportunity to get
laid. Anyway, they'd left dejectedly and we'd left not that long after,
deciding to go back home.

That was when dad had told us he was going to go catch up with some of his
friends and that Luke was in charge for the night. I was excited at the
thought of us having the house to ourselves for the night, but also a
little cautious. Luke liked being in control and I wondered if the power
would go to his head as usual, making me do all the chores while he sits
back and relaxes. Turns out I didn't need to worry, as we ended up getting
pizza delivered, so there'd be no dishes to wash up.

And now here we were, chilling out on the couch, channel surfing, trying to
find something decent to watch. Saturday night, there's not usually a whole
lot interesting on. My mind starts to wander, thinking when we're going to
start fooling around, IF we're going to start fooling around at all. It's
up to my turn for Luke to take care of me and I've been hard pretty much
all day thinking about it. We're at a point where I'd feel pretty
comfortable just bringing it up and asking him to do me, but a part of me
kind of likes the anticipation. Makes the orgasm that much better.

I glance over at Luke who's sitting to my right. He's slunk right down on
the couch, feet up on the coffee table in front of us. He's wearing his
favourite pair of black jeans and a pale blue t-shirt that clings to his
muscles. He must sense me looking at him, because he turns to look at me,
blowing a strand of his light brown hair out of his face.

"Not a whole lot on, huh?" he says.

"Nope.. not a lot.."

"Wanna watch some porn?" he asks with a smile, taking me completely off
guard. My face must have lit up because his smile widens.

"I'll take that as a yes?" he asks.

"Hell yeah!" I reply, maybe a little too eagerly. Luke gets up, to go get
the porn I assume, and I start to settle in, but instead Luke pulls me up
to my feet.

"Come on, we're not watching it here" he says, leading me away.

"Well.. where are we watching it..?" I ask, but he answers my question by
heading to the door to the basement. The basement our dad converted into
his own personal den, where he can go to do some of his work, or to escape
from us when we're being too annoying and he needs somewhere to unwind.

"You know we're not allowed in there?" I say. Luke just rolls his eyes.

"Right, because that's stopped you before?" he says and I frown a little,
trying to think what he means. A smile starts spreading across his face.

"This is where I watched you jerk off before" he continues. I was wondering
when he was going to let me in on that secret. I only did it the one time
down there, but it figures that I'd get busted. I have that kind of luck.

"Yeah, about a year ago, mom and dad had gone into the city for the day and
I'd gone off on my bike to hang out with my friends, leaving you all on
your own. Only, my plans fell through pretty quickly, so I rode back home
and when I got inside, everything was pretty quiet but then I heard noises
coming from the basement.."

I cringe a little, remembering what I was doing.

"So I head to the door, which you'd foolishly left open, and crept down,
ready to tell you how much trouble you were in for being in there, and lo
and behold, there you were, buck naked, standing in the middle of the room,
right in line with the doorway, one of my porno's playing on the tv,
jacking off like your life depended on it, thrusting your hips back and
forth like you were trying to fuck the air."

He's looking at me, trying to hold in his laughter at the memory of my 14
year old self going at it like crazy. I fold my arms across my chest and
turn away, pretending to sulk.

"Aw, don't be like that Sammy. Sure, it was a pretty amusing sight, but it
turned me on like nothing else. My little brother, growing up and enjoying
himself" he says, ruffling my hair. I bat his hand away.

"How come you didn't jump out and make fun of me then?" I ask. He laughs.

"Because if I did I thought I'd scar you for life and you'd never jerk off
again. I'm not *that* cruel. After you blew your load I decided to sneak
back outside and go for a ride around the block, to give you time to clean
up before I loudly made my presence known. You were still pretty out of
breath when I came back in though. But I was super horny by that point so I
just went up to my room to blow my own load."

I feel pretty cool, knowing my brother needed to jerk off after watching
me, even a year ago. We could've started jerking each other off a lot
sooner if we'd both been honest. Better late than never though.

"So, we gonna watch some porn or what?" I ask, eager to get started.

"You bet!" he says happily, bounding down the stairs ahead of me. I quickly
follow behind. It's a nice room dad has set up. The doorway opens in the
middle of the room, there's a large set of shelves on the opposite wall,
full of books, both classic literature and books on war. To the right dad
has a large desk, where he can work from, and in front of the desk he has a
two-seater couch. To the left, opposite the couch he has a flat screen TV
on the wall.

"Wait, aren't you gonna go get the porn first?" I ask, slightly puzzled as
to why Luke is hovering around the bookshelf.

"Sammy, Sammy, Sammy, you really think dad comes down here to do work?" he
says, reaching up, feeling along the top of the shelf. I'm still confused.

"What're you looking for then?" I say. He doesn't answer, just continues
sliding his hand around. He must find something, because he hurries over to
the desk and squats down. I move over so I can see what he's doing. Then I
figure out that he was looking for a key because he's unlocking the large
drawer at the bottom of the desk.

"Check it out, Sammy; Dad's personal collection!" he says, pulling open the
drawer.

"No way!" I say, taking in the sight before me. There has to be at least a
dozen porno's in there, as well as a whole stack of magazines. Luke hands
me one and I start flicking through it.

"I had no idea.." I continue, starting to get pretty hard.

"What, that dad likes to jerk off as much as the next guy?" he asks.

"Well.. yeah, I mean.. I guess I just never really thought of him like that
before, he's just... dad." I finish. Luke laughs.

"If you've got a dick, you're gonna play with it. No exceptions." He
says. I start to get a little curious.

"Have you ever... you know.. seen him do it?" I ask. Luke grins.

"Yeah, once. Same kind of situation as with you. I was only 13 when it
happened. Dad was down here, and I needed to ask him something. So I came
down the stairs and just before I got to the bottom I could see his legs
stretched out in front of him, pants bunched up around his ankles."

"Whoa.."

Luke laughs.

"Yeah, that's one way to put it. I stuck to the shadows and leant against
the wall of the stairs so I could see what he was doing, and.. yeah. He was
slowly working himself up and down."

"Did you watch the whole thing?"

"Nah, I felt a little weird. I stayed long enough to get aroused myself
though and then went up to my room to jerk myself off. I reckon if you see
another guy jerking off, regardless of who it is, you're gonna end up doing
it yourself within minutes." He says. I find myself agreeing.

"Yeah, I don't blame you." I laugh. Luke smiles, before standing up with
one of the DVDs.

"Okay, get yourself comfy while I put this on" he says. No need to tell me
twice. I plop myself down onto the couch and undo my pants, slipping my
hand inside, holding myself through my underwear. Luke puts the movie into
the player and comes back over to the couch. Before he sits down, he undoes
his jeans and lets them drop to the ground, leaving him in his white boxer
briefs.. He sits down next to me and lifts his legs up, so he can pull the
jeans off his feet.

"You're not wasting any time, are you?" I say, laughing at him.

"Nope" comes his reply, as he sticks his thumbs under the waist band of his
underwear. He lifts himself off the couch so he can slide his underwear
down, to his knees, to his ankles and finally completely off. His cock is
fully erect and ready for attention, I can barely take my eyes off it. He
smiles over at me and looks down at my pants.

"You gonna get rid of them or what?" he asks and I'm only too happy to
oblige. I lift up my hips and slide my pants and underwear down in one go,
my cock slapping against my stomach as it springs free. Because the couch
is small, my right leg is pressed against his left. My legs are pretty much
hair-free, so the hair on Luke's leg is having a slightly ticklish effect
on me. Luke shifts around as he pulls his shirt off, leaving him completely
naked, apart from his necklace. His movements cause his leg to rub against
mine, caressing it with his hair, sending shivers down my spine.

I can't hold off any longer, so I wrap my hand around my cock and start to
stroke. I close my eyes and let out a small sigh, already enjoying
myself. I suddenly feel Luke's hands grasping at my back.

"Lean forward for a sec" he says, so I do. His fingers slide under the
bottom of my shirt and he starts to tug it upwards. I let go of myself for
a moment and hold my arms up, so Luke can pull the shirt over my head and
then off my arms. He tosses it to the ground and I return my hand to my
cock, while Luke does the same.

I realize we've never both been completely naked at the same time
before. But I don't feel uncomfortable. It feels like the most natural
thing in the world, to be sitting side by side with my brother, naked, cock
in hand. It also gives me a good opportunity to compare our cocks. Sure,
I've seen his cock a lot lately, memorized every last inch of it, but this
is the first time we've had them out together, both hard. Normally one of
us has already blown our load before the other gets his out.

First I notice the differences. Obviously, his is bigger than mine. I know
this already. But seeing them together like this really hits it home. Mine
is 6 inches, which I know is a decent size, a lot of other 15 year olds
probably aren't this big yet, so I'm happy with it. Seeing it next to
Luke's though, makes me feel a little inadequate. He's at least a whole
inch bigger than me, maybe more. Thicker, too. The skin of his shaft seems
to be slightly darker than the rest of his body, but that could just be
because of all the blood pumping through it.

I also notice that, despite the difference in size, our cocks are still
pretty similar. They've got the same basic shape to them, and the same
slight curve upwards. Even the heads, the same dark shade of pink and when
our foreskins are fully retracted, the heads even slightly flare out the
same. Looking at my own cock, it's unmistakably the cock of a teenager, but
looking at Luke's, it's more like looking at the cock of a man. I've still
got a few years of development left, so I hope Luke's cock is a glimpse of
my future.

Luke lets out a breath of air as he slowly works his hand up and down his
shaft. I watch what he does and mimic his movements. At least, until he
starts taking deeper strokes and moving his arm in a way that is hard for
me to copy with my upper arm wedged between the two of us. Luke seems to
sense I'm being restricted and lifts his left arm from out between us, and
stretches it along the back of the couch behind me. This gives me enough
space to really get going. Luke smiles at me, his face so close to mine,
before turning his attention back to the porno.

The porno. I haven't even looked at it since he switched it on. What's the
point? Luke is all the stimulation I need. I glance over at it anyway, just
to check it out and see that Luke has put on a movie of two big dicked
studs fucking a blonde bimbo at the same time. I mentally recast them as
the two of us. A moan escapes my lips as I picture me and Luke spit
roasting a random chick, and I lean back, against his arm. Luke responds by
shifting his arm in a way so that it's wrapped around my shoulders, and
then he pulls me closer to him.

I let my head rest against Luke's shoulder, while he gently caresses my
left arm with his finger tips. I pick up my pace, groaning as I already
feel myself getting close to the point of no return. I want to enjoy this,
savor it, but fuck, Luke makes it hard to restrain myself. I start to pant,
my breathing getting quicker, until Luke lets go of his own cock and
reaches over, placing his hand around my own. He slows my movement down,
before softly moving my hand away, replacing it with his own.

"Ohh Luke, Luke.." I sigh, leaning further into him, nuzzling my head
against his neck. This is what I've been waiting for. Like nothing else in
the world is as important as having my brother's hand on my dick. I can
feel my face spreading into a giant grin, as Luke starts stroking
faster. My mind starts going blank as I focus on nothing but what Luke is
doing to me. Luke. I suddenly realize how selfish I'm being, letting his
poor cock go unattended like this.

My arm isn't long enough to reach around him and come at his cock from the
right, so I settle for coming at it from his left, even though my arm is at
a slightly awkward angle. The result is that my jerking is tugging his cock
over to the left. Luke seems to approve.

"Mmm, yeah Sammy, that's it, that's good.." he mumbles, rubbing his cheek
against the top of my head. I feel his warm breath, each time he sighs,
lightly blowing my hair. I've never felt him this close before and it's
driving me wild. I start to thrust my hips up, into Luke's hand, so
desperate for it now, I don't even care that I won't last more than a
couple of minutes. Luke senses my need, and speeds up. I'm so thankful he's
not going to bother with the slow teasing today.

"Fuck Luke, you're amazing..." I pant. "Ohh, I'm gonna cum so much, fuck!"

"Come on, Sammy, let it out, let it all out" he breathes, jerking me so
fast I'm surprised my cock hasn't burst into flames. I let out a long moan,
knowing there's no stopping me now. My muscles all start to tense up,
including my hand, which is gripping Luke's cock pretty hard right now, so
hard I think I might pull it off. Luke starts to moan in pleasure too.

"L..Luke..I...ngh.." I can't get any more sounds out before I start to
shoot my load.

"Fuck!" I cry, as I'm hit with wave after wave of pleasure. My cum shoots
out in long strands, hitting me in my chest, my stomach, landing on Luke's
stomach and finally onto our thighs. Luke's hand is also pretty well coated
in my stuff. He keeps up a slow, steady stroking, giving me time to catch
my breath and come down from my high.

A minute or so must pass before I come back to my senses, realizing I still
have a death grip on Luke's cock, while he continues caressing my now soft,
slick cock. I lift my head up slightly, and without thinking, I kiss Luke
on the cheek.

Luke stops stroking, turning his head to look me in the eyes. I try to
think of something to say, and open my mouth to apologize, but Luke stops
me before I can. By planting his lips on mine.

Now it's my turn to be stunned. My mouth is still slightly open, and within
seconds I feel Luke's tongue gently brushing across my lips. I moan softly
against Luke's mouth and in a heartbeat, I know this is what I want. I
start to kiss him back. And then I remember, oh yeah, I've got Luke's cock
in my hand. I resume my stroking.

Encouraged by my actions, Luke shifts so he's more on his side, giving him
easier access to me. I reposition my hand, grasping Luke's cock in a
backhand grip now, so I can jerk him off better. He responds by gripping me
tighter with his left arm and moving his right hand up to my face, to hold
it gently, stroking my cheek with his thumb. I can smell my cum on his
hand, can feel it getting spread across my face, but I don't care. I
quicken my pace, jacking his cock in time with the slight thrust of his
hips.

As I feel Luke's muscles start to tense up, his kissing becomes more
intense, more desperate, like he needs to be kissing me or else he'll
die. I've been kissed before, but never as good as this. His tongue glides
expertly over my lips, exploring my mouth, caressing my tongue. I move my
own tongue around, playing with him, and it almost becomes like a wrestling
match.

He starts to pant, moaning into my mouth, warm breaths of air escaping from
his nostrils, rushing across my face. I feel his cock start to spasm in my
hand and I know, without the strangled cry he tries to get out while his
mouth is still clamped around mine, that he's about to cum.

Because of the angle of his body, he shoots his entire load straight onto
me. The first blast comes flying out, splashing on to my stomach, followed
by another blast that lands on my cock. It feels incredibly hot against my
skin. More and more cum follows, mixing in with my own that's still pooled
around my cock. Luke's kissing becomes more clumsy as he cums, more sloppy,
like he can't remember what he's doing, only that he can't stop. I don't
blame him.

His breathing starts to slow, and his trembling stops, but I continue to
stroke him anyway, making sure I've gotten every last drop out of him. I
manage to glance down at my crotch. I'm pretty sure I have. My cock and
balls are absolutely drenched in my brothers cum.

Luke breaks the kiss, flopping onto his back, catching his breath. He looks
down at my cock and makes a slightly embarrassed face.

"Wow Sam, sorry about that.." he says.

"s'alright," I say. "Just gonna need a few extra tissues to clean up"

Luke starts to laugh, a great big one, not a care in the world. I find
myself joining in. It's pretty contagious.

"Guess we didn't really need the porno, huh?" he says, indicating the TV. I
look over, to see the two guys still going at it with the girl between
them.

"Nah, you're all the porn I need" I say, with a big goofy grin on my face.

"Aw, shucks, Sammy, I'm touched!" he laughs, playfully slapping me on the
thigh. We're quiet for a moment, just enjoying each other's comfort and the
peace that comes from an orgasm, before Luke suggests we get cleaned
up. Luke, being the cleanest, hops up and grabs some tissues from Dad's
desk, bringing them over and we both get to work wiping me down. It's a
pretty big effort. Amazingly, neither of us got any of our cum on the
couch, so there's no need for any frantic cleaning of the cushions.

We get dressed again, Luke puts the DVD away and we head back upstairs. No
sooner do we get up there, when the front door opens. It's Dad. Yikes, that
was close. I check the time, it's not even that late.

"What're you doing home so early?" Luke asks. Dad gives a slight jump, not
having noticed us. I guess it is pretty dark, since we haven't put the
light back on up here.

"Oh, you know, a couple of the guys had to leave early, so we called it a
night." He says. I detect a slight slurring of his words, so I know they
must have still had plenty to drink. "You boys didn't get up to any
trouble, I hope?" he continues.

"Us? Of course not!" Luke replies, with mock indignation. "We just watched
some TV, and were just about to head upstairs when we heard you get home.."
he finishes.

"Right, good stuff." Dad says. He seems to pause, looking like he's trying
to think and like he's waiting for us to leave. When we don't, he carries
on. "Right, yeah, well, you boys do that, I've got some work I need to take
care of" he says, heading over to the basement door. I'm glad it's dark,
because it makes it easier to hide the grin on my face. Work. Yeah,
right. I glance over to Luke, who catches my eye and makes a jerking motion
with his fist. We both start to laugh. Dad either doesn't notice or doesn't
care, as he steps through the door, closing it fast behind him.

"See? What did I tell ya. Horny bastard, that one." Luke says, saying it in
a tone that suggests it's a professional diagnosis. The laughter starts up
again and we head upstairs, Luke pushing me from behind. We get to the top
and Luke stops me just outside his door.

"I'm pretty beat, Sammy" he says. "You really know how to drain my
energy. I'm gonna turn in for the night, okay?"

"Yeah, me too actually" I say, though a part of me doesn't want the night
to end yet.

"I had a real good time tonight, just so you know" he tells me, pulling me
into a hug.

"Yeah, I gathered that when you practically drowned my cock" I laugh. He
ruffles my hair and gives me a quick kiss on the lips, before disappearing
into his room. I stay outside his door for a while, feeling my cock
hardening in my pants again, before heading into my own room to take care
of it.