Date: Mon, 1 Feb 2010 20:08:21 -0800 (PST)
From: Mark Friedman <forcewielder2000@yahoo.com>
Subject: Alex's Strange Night

This story involves incestuous sex between brothers. If, for any reason,
this either isn't your cup of tea or is something you shouldn't be reading,
please go do something else.  Otherwise, enjoy!

This story is totally fictional, and as such, any resemblance to any
specific person (living or dead), event, or place is purely coincidental.

Copyright is to me, and this story may not be reproduced anywhere without
my prior permission.

Comments can be sent to forcewielder2000@yahoo.com; flames will be analyzed
for comedic value, and may be distributed with humorous editorial comments
by yours truly to others who think like me.

~Mark

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When it came to sex, I'll admit I've always far preferred those of my own
gender over members of the opposite gender (or at least as long as I really
thought about sex, anyway). While I never made a habit of advertising that
fact, I wouldn't deny it if asked, either.

My immediate family knew, as did some of the extended family and a few of
my friends, a couple of whom became casual lovers with me for a
while. About the only other people who know are a few of my 12 year old
brother's (Tom) close friends, and that's because, for some strange and
immature reason, Tom blurted it out to them one day a few weeks ago when
they were over at our house, and I was nearby. There were some snickers and
declarations of "Woah!", and a few of the boys stared at me with wide
eyes. Tom apologized afterwards, but it wasn't like he could undo
it. Later, a couple of the boys asked me a few questions about it, which I
tried to answer in such a way that wouldn't get me into trouble if word
ever got back to their parents.

One summer day, Tom had these friends over for a sleepover. I didn't
normally hang out with them too much (being 15 and all – it just wasn't
considered "cool" to hang out with a bunch of tweens). I headed to bed at
about 9:30, but could hear Tom and his friends talking and giggling in the
family room. As it was summer, I generally slept in just a pair of shorts,
and so I stripped down accordingly before climbing into bed. I read until
around 11 before turning off the lamp next to my bed and settling down,
noting in the back of my mind that it had gotten quiet in the house.

As I tried to settle down to go to sleep, my mind drifted to the boys in
the family room. I admit some of them were kinda cute, and I was pretty
sure a couple of them were eyeing me when Tom had made his announcement
about my sexual orientation, though I did work to maintain a "hands off"
approach to boys that young – I didn't want anyone to think I was some
pervert child molester (my dad had even had a conversation with me a few
months ago about being careful to not do anything "inappropriate" with Tom
or any of his friends, though I'd already decided that on my own).

As I laid there in bed, I was suddenly surprised when someone slipped into
bed with me. Judging by the size, it was one of the boys.

"What are you doing?" I asked quietly.

"I...want you, Alex," someone whispered back, in a voice too low for me to
identify the person. The hand that started rubbing my crotch left no doubt
as to the intent of the whispered declaration.

"We can't," I hissed back.

"Please," the other person begged, continuing to rub. "Just this once. No
one will know. They're all asleep."

I didn't want to, but the rubbing was feeling *really* good, and I had
developed a raging hard-on because of it.

"But..." I began to protest, but the other person held his hand over my
mouth. Moments later the hand that had been rubbing my crotch slid down the
front of my shorts and briefs and started rubbing my dick and balls
directly, and I was lost.

"Fine, all right," I gasped out. "But just this once."

The other person pulled his hand out of my shorts, and I could feel him
getting undressed, and I followed suit. The other boy was on top of me
moments later, and he shoved his crotch into mine; I felt his own dick, as
hard as mine was, press into me. He gave me a quick kiss before we began
exploring each other's body in the dark, trying not to make too much
noise. I very much enjoyed running my hands across the hairless body of the
boy.

At first I avoided going to the most obvious spot, and I noticed he did the
same, but curiosity soon got the best of me, and my hands roamed down to
his crotch, and I began feeling up his dick and balls. He moaned out, and
his hands stopped running along my body while he shuddered with
pleasure. My fingers explored his malehood. His dick was around 4 inches
long (compared with my 6 inches) and, like mine, was circumcised. His balls
felt about the right size, and I could detect a few pubic hairs.

After a few minutes of exploring his crotch, I felt his hands creep up my
thighs, and moments later his hands launched a similar exploration of my
crotch. I let out a moan of my own as fingers explored my dick and balls,
occasionally running though my pubic hairs.

I was suddenly pushed on my back, and the boy straddled me. He grabbed my
dick and started sitting down own it, drawing a sharp breath when my dick
penetrated him. I thought he'd stop and pull up, but to my amazement he
kept going (albeit slowly) until my dick was fully inside him. After he
took several gulping breaths, he began awkwardly riding me. I laid there
for several moments, kinda in shock over the events that were
unfolding. Then I wrapped my arms around him and drew him to me. I managed
to get us turned over so that I was on top. Pulling my dick most of the way
out, I shoved it back in. As I started repeating the process, he wrapped
his arms and legs around me.

I was practically in heaven as I screwed the boy under me. His butt was
very tight around my dick, and I felt his dick and balls press into me. His
skinny chest pressed into mine. We made love for a while until he gasped
out and began wiggling around. Moments later I felt something wet and slimy
shoot out of the end of his dick, and grinned as I realized he was
coming. I'd like to say I lasted all night myself, but I only managed to
hold out for a few more minutes before I came into the boy under me.

We laid there after I was through, my soft dick still inside him, just
enjoying being in that position. I admit that now, without the hormones
raging through my body, that I was thinking a little more clearly, and I
had to wonder just who my mysterious lover was. I was debating whether or
not turning the lamp on would ruin the moment when a beam of moonlight fell
across his face enough for me to be able to identify who he was.

It was Tom.

"Oh man!" I gasped out, horrified at what I'd just done. I'd just had sex
with my kid brother, and enjoyed it! "Tom! What the freakin' heck are you
*doing*?!?!" I tried to get up, but since he still had his arms and legs
wrapped around me, it wasn't exactly an easy task.

"Please, Alex," he whimpered. "I just had to. I wanted you so badly, and I
didn't know how else to go about it."

"Tom, no, no, no, man,' I said. "This can't be happening. This is
wrong. Brothers shouldn't be banging each other."

"Says who?"

"Well, um..."

"Please, Alex, don't be mad. It'll be just that one time, like we agreed."
He started to shake.

I was about to say some snappy comment when I suddenly realized he'd
started quietly crying. "Hey, I'm not mad," I said gently, holding him
close to me. "You just kinda freaked me out a little bit there, man. Why
didn't you just ask me to do this with you?"

"I was afraid you'd say no," he managed to get out.

"Hey, it'll be all right," I assured him. I held him for a few more minutes
until I could feel that he was through crying. "Now," I told him, "Get
dressed and head back to where you were sleeping in the family room. While
I wouldn't mind having you stay here for the rest of the night, we can't
risk having anyone catch us like this.  Mom and Dad will skin me alive if
they find out what we just did."

"All right," Tom said, and he let go of me.

I released him and got off of him, turning on the lamp so that he could
find his pajamas and get them on. I'll admit I ran my eyes over his body
while he dressed.

When he finished, he said, "Alex...thank you."

"You're welcome, Tom."

He started to leave, but when he reached the door (which was closed, and I
mentally heaved a sigh of relief that he'd had the sense to shut it before
he started seducing me), he turned back and came over. Hesitantly, he gave
me a gentle and rather nervous kiss on the lips. He then said, "Alex, I
love you."

"I love you, too, lil' bro. Now get going."

With that, he headed to the door, opened it, and left, and I plopped back
onto my bed to contemplate what was certainly the strangest night of my
life.