Date: Mon, 26 Nov 2007 17:43:29 -0800 (PST)
From: badboy jim <atneils@yahoo.com>
Subject: Incest-After Work Blowjob for Bro

You know the regular drill-if it's illegal for you to read this stuff, then
move on. While it's a true story about me and my cousin, I in no way
promote sexual contact between pre-teens regardless of the ages involved
and at no time do I promote sexual contact between 18+ and a preteen. The
story is copyrighted to me, so please do not present it in any other format
or use it in any other way. Enjoy it just as it is. Your comments are
welcome at atneils@yahoo.com

The story that is to follow is true. I haven't even changed the names of
the people involved. If you are one of the people included in this story,
please email me and let me know you're out there-I've been looking for you
for years and would very much like to know how you're doing. I hope you
enjoy these memories as much as I do. You can email me at atneils@yahoo.com

Since I posted three stories this past long Holiday weekend, I've gotten a
few really hot stories told to me by those that loved my own stories. With
their permission, I've reprinted them here for your enjoyment. I remember
when I was sucking my own step-brother's cock if other brothers did the
same thing. Now we know the truth. Enjoy!


After Work Blowjob for Bro


It was like every weekday. My bro's big car rumbled into the drive and from
my room I heard the front door, his keys hitting the table in the
hall. He'd just turned 16 and gotten a car for his birthday but had to get
a job to pay for the gas and insurance. I heard him greeting our mother and
then I heard his weight on the stairs. The floorboards of the landing
bumped and squeaked by the master bedroom and then he burst into our room
without knocking.

He closed the door behind him and leaned against it. His new moustache
looked really cute, with its thin wisps and sparse dark hair and his jaws
dark with stubble.

"Little bro," he said, and jerked his head, beckoning me over. "Come here
and suck your bro's cock."

I got up from my desk, walked over to him and kneeled in front of him.  The
front of his trousers started to bulge as his excitement pushed It's way
forward. He pulled at his tie to loosen it and thrust his hands in his
pocket, pulling his trousers tighter over the stiffening mass of his
dick. His suit seemed too restrictive for his swollen crotch; it almost
creaked with a desire for release.

"Pull it out, take it deep," he instructed. "Fuck, its been a long day.
You want it, don't you boy? You want your bro's sweaty cock in your mouth."

My hands trembled with excitement as I reached for the fly of his Trousers,
nodding. I could smell his crotch, the sweat from his balls and the sharp
note of his crotch.

"Yeah..." he muttered. His shirt was still tucked in but between the
buttons I could see his belly hair.

I had been sucking his cock since I caught him jacking off when he was 13
and I was 10. I loved every stage his body had gone thru in the last two
years. The muscles on his body intoxicated me and the new hair he was
growing on his belly just seemed to lead me to his big swollen cock. I
looked forward all day to when he'd come home. When he'd first gotten his
job I was disappointed. I was used to sucking his cock at least twice
before our Mother got home and then sucking him again at least twice before
it was lights out. And now and then I could sneak in another quick cum from
him before we went to sleep...that is if we could hear Mom snoring down the
hall. We were very careful to not get caught. As much as I loved sucking at
his big hard cock and feeling it jerk all around in my mouth as he filled
my throat with his cum, I knew if we were ever caught our Baptist Mother
would have us sent to different parts of the country before she'd allow us
to continue in the pleasures of cock sucking, or rather, she'd never allow
me to continue sucking his cock. He never sucked mine, not even jacked me
off, but I didn't mind. I loved sucking his cock and I"d do it a hundred
times a day if he wanted. And things only got hotter for me when I reached
11 and was able to have my own orgasm. Only recently had I started
squirting a little juice of my own, but nothing compared to sucking his
big, hard cock until he came. I loved to hear him growl and his body jerked
all around the bed as the pleasure shot thru him and each spurt of his cum
filled my mouth. I knew how great I was making him feel. I just plain loved
knowing I could make him feel so fucking great and if I had to suck his
cock to make him feel so good, then I'd do it all the damn time. And he
never argued with me, often starting things rolling, just as he did
everyday after he got home after work.

"Hurry up," he grunted. I pulled down the tab of his zip, and the taut
white bulb of his cock and balls, packed into his underpants, popped
through. I tugged at his belt. He did nothing to help me; just watched, as
he liked to. He told me once, when I was servicing him, that it gave him
pleasure to see me hurrying to get his cock in my mouth, on my knees
pushing my head in and out of his crotch, without him doing a thing but
laying back or standing there and loving every minute my mouth was on his
cock.

He pushed my face into his white bulge. It wasn't pure white; as my eyelids
and nose pressed into the hot firm mass of his thickening sex I saw the
front was stained yellow from his visits to the toilet throughout the
day. And now my nose was pressed against it and the hot full smell of him
filled me up. Mmmm, pure brother cock. He smelled of hard-ons, of piss, of
sticky balls, base urges and dirty thoughts.

He tilted my head around, rubbing my face in his hot warm smell. He knew
how much I needed this, how much I yearned to satisfy him and give him
unforgettable dirty sex, how happy it made me to please him without any
thought to my own needs. And I wanted him to use me every day of my life,
to make his daily orgasms my purpose in life.

As if reading my thoughts, he turned my face up and looked down into my
eyes. My mouth and nose were still pressed into his bulge. "That smell
good?" he asked. All I could reply was "mmmmm".

"Suck it, little bro. Time for you to service me. I want a good deep
blowjob, and you're going to swallow." He pushed my head back from his
crotch a few inches.

"Yes," I said, there was only one way to suck cock and that was to suck it
until it exploded that delicious cum down your throat and swallow it all. I
reached up to pop the fastening on his trousers.  They flumped to the floor
with the weight of his pockets, and I gripped the waistband of his
underpants and pulled them down too. He sighed and his head leaned back to
rest on the door.

His thick manhood projected out at a 45-degree angle, pointing down toward
my chest. His foreskin hugged the tip, not yet retracted, thick and
smelling strongly of musky, manly brother cock. It was enormous; a veiny
club of a cock, almost as thick as my wrist and deepening in color as it
swelled with each heartbeat. His balls hung below, furry with coarse black
hair, sweaty, wrinkled and red, packed away in his pants all day without
air or a little brother's loving mouth sucking up and down it's
hardness. As I watched it jerk a bit in the air, matching his heartbeat, I
was glad I started sucking his cock early in life. I remember even at 13 it
was big, but then I could get my mouth all around it and suck all if it
in. Early part of last year he went thru a big growth spurt and his cock
shot big along with the rest of him. If I hadn't been sucking his cock
several times during this time of his growth, there would be no way I could
get all of the cock that swung before me in my mouth. He'd even been on a
few dates since he got his car, always coming back to me and my sucking
mouth telling me that what ever girl he'd been out with could only lick at
the head of his big cock and couldn't even begin to get their mouth around
it. Being a good Baptist child he never tried to fuck any of the girls he
was with, but told me he was equally sure the girls couldn't have gotten
his cock inside them anyway.

"I haven't had a chance to jerk off all day," he breathed, his head still
tilted back in anticipation of my lips on his cock. "This is my first cum,
so do your best, baby."

I loved when he called me baby. He only did it in private or when he wanted
me to suck his cock, but I loved it with then word came breathlessly from
his beautiful lips.

I wrapped my right hand around the fat middle of his stiff cock. My thumb
and middle finger didn't meet up. I pulled to skin back his foreskin while
my left hand reached under his huge balls to cup them. I know every boy
who's had the privilege of sucking his bro's cock raises the size and
thickness of the cock and balls, but my bro really had incredibly large
balls. He came buckets too; sometimes it was all I could do to swallow down
the whole load. He was blatantly oversexed, but that was my fault. I loved
sucking his cock so much and we had been doing it for so long that he
needed constant relief. Neither of us complained one bit.

The smell of cock rolled out from under his foreskin; sharp, strong,
overwhelmingly arousing. I took a deep breath, cupped his balls lightly,
and slowly masturbated him. The enormous smooth rounded bell of his cock
head was raging purple and slick from his precum. My squeezing hand eased a
drop loose and it hung from the tip of his cock for a moment before my
tongue stretched out, and with one movement I claimed it. My first taste of
brother.

The flavor exploded in my mouth and it was alive to every detail of what he
was doing to me. I was on my knees, his only little bro, and pleasure him
after work in the most delicious way. He was my bro, I was his boy and it
was my joy to suck him. I pulled his foreskin as far back as it went,
relishing the slick sounds it made as the wet surfaces parted. Then I
opened wide and threw my mouth forward to his rock-solid dick. The
underside of the tip skated down my tongue. The top curve of the shiny
helmet nosed into my top lip, slid beneath. My brother's cock, his
engorged, smelly pride, eased its way into my mouth as I pushed forward,
aiming it to my throat, guiding my mouth down the shaft towards his black
pubic hair.

My mouth watered as it closed around his dick. MMm, there it was. He
groaned quietly. MMm...this was it, this was what he wanted. His cock fit
beautifully in my mouth, the veins pressed against the roof of my mouth and
my tongue. I felt a dribble of precum squeeze from the tip of his urethra
and I moaned. He shifted his feet apart a few inches and looked down. He
nodded. "It's ok baby, go for it, make me proud."

I drew back, drawing my lips tight around the fat end of his dick, and
charged forward again, reaching further down his shaft. I tried to take it
slow but the need was in us both and soon I was bobbing up and down
shamelessly on his cock, the salty flavor filling my mouth, the smell of
his balls in the air.

"Mmm, yeah, good baby," he moaned encouragingly, "get it down that throat."
As I pushed more and more of his cock into my mouth he let out a deep
breath of pleasure and added, "Good boy.""

I pushed harder, determined to get his cock lodged deep in my throat even
if it was a bit painful.

"Ah, fuck, that's good baby," he hissed through his teeth. "I'll let you do
this again before dinner." Finally he grabbed the back of my head with both
of his big hands, angled his hips and with gentle force, pushed his cock
where we both wanted it, past the opening of my throat. My breathing
stopped, he had corked my lungs shut. His fat drooling cock now had control
over my life. After a moment he withdrew, and wet strings of my spit
connected his big purple cock to my mouth. "Phew!" he gasped. "I'm
close. Get ready baby, we're going for it now."

He took a more active role. His pants still round his ankles, he drew my
face forward and with his hands clamped firmly to the back of my head he
fucked my face, moving my head roughly up and down on his dick. His
pleasure was obvious as he struggled to stay quiet. Over and over his cock
shoved in and out of my throat. I sucked hard on his big cock as it went in
and out of my mouth...as he pulled it all the way until the tip of his big
cock was laying on my lips and then slowly shoved all the way down as deep
as it could go into my throat...until my nose was covered by his dark
pubes.

Finally I felt the first signs of his impending explosion. His balls began
to tighten in my hands as I stroked them. His cock fattened, stretching my
jaws even wider. He twined his fingers in my hair and pulled my mouth off
to the tip of his cock. And I sucked. I sucked and sucked, working his dick
over urgently, needing his sperm, and needing his approval and his love.

"Oh fuck..." he grunted, and cum squirted so hard from his cock that it I
could feel it strike the roof of my mouth. Long gushing stream after
stream; two, three, five, eight, twelve hot spurts. I struggled to swallow
all of his thick sperm and prove to him I could do it. Some ran down my
chin lazily as his grunts subsided and were overtaken by heavy panting.
Finally he pulled his cock from my mouth, still stiff. I licked it clean,
savoring every glob and smear of his clean white load.

He leaned against the door, spent, chest heaving. Finally he reached
forward and grabbed me again. Then he did something he'd never done
before. He reached down and put his hand around my hard cock and jerked me
a couple of times. "You're hard baby. You didn't cum that time did you?"
Then he stepped out of his underpants, pulled on his trousers, pulled his
underwear down over my head so that the crotch was over my face and I could
smell every part of the one thing I loved the most, and said "You have a
jerk in these later baby, good job."

And with that he left for the shower. I beat myself off where I kneeled
with his pants over my face, just the way he'd left me. And as my own
orgasm shot thru my body and I watched as my cum shot all over the door, I
heard the shower water turn off and knew before I'd cum down from my own
orgasm that he'd be sitting on his bed with his big hard cock swinging
between his beautiful muscular legs with that look on his face and I'd
crawl to him, take my place between those legs and ride up and down on his
cock until he filled my mouth with is seed again.