Date: Tue, 17 Jul 2007 13:46:21 -0700 (PDT)
From: Jeff <hoover_plano@yahoo.com>
Subject: Big Brother's Cum Dump (Part 2)

It wouldn't be right not to finish telling about the "day of the big
shower". I appreciate the feedback I've received and welcome more. Usual
disclaimers apply - please don't break any laws on my account! Do whatever
you want with this story - my reward is jerking my cock to the memories!

Big Brother's Cum Dump (Part 2)

I'd never had such a long day at school. No matter how much I tried to
concentrate on class, my brother's cock kept the biggest part of my brain
occupied. I couldn't lose the image of that first look - with his long hard
dick dripping pre-cum down my nose. I swear I could still taste his load in
my mouth, and every time I swallowed I craved the feel of his hot slick cum
sliding down my throat.

This shit had to stop! I'm not gay - I don't want to be gay! This was my
mantra all through the exam (which I aced!!) but my constantly rising cock
just wouldn't listen!  During the break between PE and Math I slipped into
the boy's room and jerked out another big load of cum, but that didn't
help; I still kept obsessing about that shower!

Arriving home right after school, I stripped out of my "Catholic School
Khakis" and decided to 'go commando' in my black satin running
shorts. Passing by the mirror I caught a glimpse of my reflection. "Not too
bad" I mused. The way the shorts hugged my legs made my ass look pretty
hot, and my chest, while not as defined as Jacob's, was tight and smooth.

"Fuck, Hoover!" I mumbled to myself "You're either turning into an
egomaniac or a flaming fag!"

My argument with myself was interrupted by my bedroom door slamming open as
Jacob bounded into my room. Grinning, he groped his package and winked at
me as he stood in the doorway.

Blushing, embarrassed and aroused at the same time, I looked away from
Jacob and concentrated on my school necktie lying discarded on the
floor. Taking a deep breath I found my voice and looked up.

"Look, Jay - we need to talk about this. I mean, I know I'm not gay. I
don't know what happened this morning but if you think it'll happen again
you're wrong. You know how much I've always looked up to you. Maybe that's
why I did what I did - but I'm straight and I can't do shit like that -
ever again!"

Jacob's smile disappeared but the light in his eyes sparkled as he focused
his gaze on my contorted face.

"Damn, little brother" he said softly "You know I'd never do anything to
mess you up.  I'm not saying it didn't feel good, but if it bothers you
maybe we should just forget all about the whole thing. It never happened,
bro!"

With that he strolled through our bathroom into his bedroom, leaving me to
carry on my little struggle in private. Looking back up to my reflection
the same feeling of need enveloped me and I sat on my bed with my elbows on
my knees, deep in thought about the whole fucking day.

My mind kept crawling back into the sewer. Jacob's cock kept its starring
role and my own cock (fucking traitor!) responded by inching its way out
the leg of my shorts. Like any fifteen year old I found it impossible to
ignore my hard cock and soon found myself lost in the fisting motion of a
slow jack. As my dry hand clutched my hard dick I decided I needed Dad's
handy jar of Vaseline. Getting off the bed with my shorts gathered around
my ankles, I stumbled my way to the bathroom.

Jacob's door wasn't completely closed and, as I neared the crack, I could
hear the unmistakable sound of his lubed hand sliding on his beautiful
meat. The son of a bitch beat me to the jar of Vaseline! I crept to the
opening telling myself that I should just go in and get the supplies I
needed to finish myself off. After all, I reasoned, it's not like I haven't
seen him before!

I looked through the doorway and my eyes settled onto my big brother lying
across his bed with his knees spread and his feet touching. The hard
muscles in his right arm flexed as he slowly worked his meaty hand over a
long fleshy pole, while the long fingers of his left hand fingered a heavy
set of low-hanging balls. I was riveted to the spot. An army of rabid
squirrels could have attacked me and I couldn't have moved a muscle!

>From Jacob's vantage point he caught my reflection in his mirror. What a
sight I must have been! A tall fifteen year old kid, cock in hand, with his
shorts gathered around his ankles and perspiration pressing his long blond
hair to his forehead. I felt him watching me and looked up to catch his
reflected eyes locking onto mine.

"You can join me if you want, Jeff" was all he said.

Once again, brain on idle and hormones in overdrive, I discovered that I
couldn't NOT make my way to my brother's bed.

Lying down next to him I felt his hot flesh pressing into mine, our knees
jockeying for position. I felt the motion of his right arm as his hand
worked its way over the object of my new obsession. I swear I could feel
heat radiate from his long straight cock.

Reaching over him to get the Vaseline, our chests came in contact and my
dick lurched.  My hand just wouldn't work to grab the jar and we settled
into that position - with me laying half over him and his hand still
working his meat.

His left hand left his balls and landed softly on my shoulder, pushing me
gently toward his crotch. All the agreements I'd made with myself during
the day seemed to melt in his heat. Clutching his slick cock, I shuddered
as his body tightened against me.

"Fuck, buddy!" he growled "You don't have to suck me but PLEASE jerk my
cock! Your hand feels SO SWEET!!"

As I worked his pole with my greased hand (I've told you before my
technique is good!)  Jacob's hips rose, pressing his meaty prick through my
grasp with his pink head rising a good four inched past my hand. No way was
he a one-hander! I'd long since been unable to completely cover my own
dick, but I'd always loved the days when my jerk off sessions included
every inch of my rod!

One solution was clear, and my mouth watered as I contemplated it - this
morning showed me that I could cover a cock with more than just my
hand. Scooting down on the bed I lowered my face to Jacob's crotch and
licked across his leaking head. The taste of the slick Vaseline was a
little off-putting, but the heat from my big brother's sweet dick overcame
my distaste as I slowly replaced more of my hand with hot tongue.

Taking about three-quarters of his meat into my hungry mouth, I gagged as
his head brushed against my throat. I backed off a little and used my right
hand to jerk the slick base of his cock as my mouth worked the top few
inches. Pre-cum gushed and I was reminded of how much I like the taste of
his slime. His big balls rose on every upstroke and sprawled lazily between
his legs on every down stroke.

"This is so wrong!" I muttered around a mouthful of dick "But there's no
fucking way I can stop now!"

The smooth flesh of Jacob's cock ran its way across my tongue as I
swallowed as much of his meat as I could handle. Fighting my gag reflex I
took his shaft deeper as I worked the hard base with my fist. Over and over
I went with my lust building at every stroke.

With my big brother thrusting his prick toward my gullet, my own cock
humped against his leg like an unruly puppy! Our toes touched and I felt an
orgasm well up from there as my throbbing prick (fucking traitor!) let
loose a long stream of cum, splattering hot juice all over Jacob's
legs. Moaning, I kept his dick in my mouth and pumped out enough teen jism
to start a population explosion!

The feel of the creamy liquid splattering on his skin, along with the
vibrations caused by my moaning, sent Jacob over the edge. Screaming like a
bitch in heat, my big brother drove his cock forward and blew a thick
stream of hot ball juice that cascaded off my tonsils on its way down my
throat. Swallowing as fast as I could, I felt his sweet cum leaking out my
lips and mixing with the spit drooling down my chin.

His meat in my mouth softened as I caught my breath. Pulling off, I licked
my lips clean and took a finger to my chin. Scooping up the wasted seed I
brought it to my mouth and slurped it down - not wanting to waste a drop!
Catching sight of the enormous deposit I'd left on Jacob's calves I slid
down and licked through the hair and muscles to clean every last remnant of
available cum.

As my horniness abated I began to feel pretty embarrassed about what I'd
done (again!!)  I settled my head down on the hard flesh of Jacob's thighs
and raised my eyes to see his reaction. Traveling up from his crotch (what
a beautiful fucking sight!), over his heaving chest to his hairless face, I
was greeted by his content eyes. I breathed a sigh of relief and raised my
eyes toward his bedroom window.

My whole fucking life flashed before my eyes as I caught sight of Jacob's
friend, Adam, standing transfixed beyond the window. Looking in, his face
held a mixture of shock and amusement. I cursed the day I was born as I
pondered the thought of being branded as a cock sucking fag among all my
schoolmates! I felt like a piece of cow shit as I rolled off the bed and
slinked toward my room.

"You have company, brother" I groaned

THANKS FOR READING - FEEL FREE TO ADD SUGGESTIONS ABOUT STYLE - THE CONTENT
IS WRITTEN AS IT HAPPENED. NEXT TIME I'LL TELL YOU HOW JACOB AND I REACHED
AN ACCOMODATION WITH ADAM TO SAVE OUR REPUTATIONS