Date: Sun, 4 May 2003 22:16:29 EDT
From: GrmnShprd1@aol.com
Subject: Brother's Graduation 1

Doug walked into the room in his cap and gown for his High School graduation.
 He stood in front of his brother Brad and said with a wide grin, "What do
you think?"
    Brad looked up and smiled, "You look good."
    "You think so?"
    Brad looked at his brother from head to toe.  He was amazed at how Doug
had changed in only the past few months since he had been at college.  The
brother that he had always thought was just a skinny runt had grown into a
well-built good-looking guy.  "I wouldn't say it if I didn't mean it."
    Doug laughed and spun around, "You're sure I look good?"
    Brad shook his head and sighed, "Yeah, what the fuck do you want me to
say?"
    "Look at me.  Don't you notice anything?"  Doug said with a little laugh.
    He pushed himself up from the couch.  Brad stared at him more intently.
He looked at his brother's face; his hair wasn't any different, black, buzz
cut.  He shaved Brad thought, that's different but he knew that couldn't be
it.  His eyes trailed downward.  His chest looked like it was trying to bust
out of the gown, guess that's from all the working out Doug had been doing,
his eyes stopped for a moment as he noticed his brother's nipples as they
showed through the blue nylon fabric of the gown.  He looked back at his
brother who was still smiling at him then looked down to his brother's legs
and saw that he wasn't wearing any pants.  He could see Doug's hairy muscled
legs extending past the length of the gown.  Brad turned his eyes back to
Doug, "Man, you can't go to graduation only wearing a pair of shorts, Mom
would kill you."
    "Mom and Dad aren't going to graduation, only you are.  So it doesn't
matter."
    "What if someone tells them?  You know they'll go nuts."
    "It's my graduation and I'll do what I want.  Hell, I'm the one who's
celebrating, not them."  Doug walked past Brad.
    Brad snagged Doug by the arm, "You're fucking crazy."
    "A lot of the guys are doing it."
    Brad shook his head and watched as Doug continued toward the stairs.  The
sun from the bay window shown on his brother, his jaw dropped as he noticed
that Doug wasn't wearing a pair of shorts under his gown but a jockstrap.
"Yo, Doug."
    Doug turned back.
    "I can see right through that gown."
    "Good for you."  He started up the stairs.
    Brad stared at his brother as he moved.  His little brother had certainly
changed he thought.  His body was so tight looking through the gown.  He
shook his head and huffed back to the couch.

***

     Doug walked into his bedroom and stood in front of his mirror.  What
Brad had said to him got him thinking.  Could you really see through the
gown?  His eyes trailed downward toward his midsection and he began to blush.
 It was see through.  He hadn't thought of that.  His heart raced a bit as he
stared.  His mind reeled with excitement as he thought about the show that he
would give those who would be in attendance at the graduation.  "I don't give
a fuck," he said out loud, "I look good, and anyway, it's not as though
everyone won't like to look at me."  He felt his cock twitch at the thought
of giving the world a show.  He debated whether or not he should do it, then
thought about when Brad had graduated High School and only wore a pair of
boxers under his gown.  'Mom and Dad were pissed,' he thought, 'but they got
over it, they could see that a lot of guys did the same thing.'
    He looked into the mirror, his eyes focused on his crotch.  He could see
the outline of the jock strap; his cock stirred more and was growing.  The
thought was too much for him, the total exposure.  He reached up and began to
unzip the gown past his hairy chiseled chest, to his belly button, his happy
trail of dark soft hair that led to the waistband of his jock.  The zipper
unhooked and Doug stared at his bulge in its cotton holder.  His ball sack
practically took up too much room for his stiffening cock.  His heart raced
as he watched himself enlarge without even touching his body.  'So tight,' he
thought, 'what if this happens while I'm at graduation?'
    Doug watched as the head of his cock forced itself past the waistband.
He moved his right hand to intercept it and with his left he yanked the jock
down until it fell past his knees and rested around his ankles.

***

    Brad sat on the couch and thought about his brother, practically naked
under his gown, his cock moved.  He thought about the fact that his brother
did have the body to pull it off, he had been working out quite a bit it
appeared.  Brad smiled, 'He's just trying to be like me.  He always liked the
way I looked.'
    Brad had worked out at the gym since he was sixteen.  Now at twenty, his
body was rock hard.  He wished that he had asked for Doug to open the gown
and show him how well his workouts had been going.  As he thought about what
his little brother's body must look like his cock sprang up filling his
shorts.  He didn't react to it since he had always had the same reaction
around guys with great bodies, just a body builder thing he thought.
    He stood from the couch, pulled the leg of his shorts down to cover his
hard on and bounded toward the stairs and scaled them two at a time to Doug's
room.  He pushed open the door and saw his brother standing in front of the
mirror.  His gown hung open and his hand working his stiff rod. Brad stared,
he wanted to walk away but couldn't.  He watched his little brother stroke
himself, which caused his own meat to strain upward, tenting his shorts.  He
looked down at himself and realized that his stiff cock's reaction was more
than just a body builder thing.  He backed away from the door and walked to
the bathroom.
    As he shut the door and looked into the mirror he said, "What the fuck?
Why did I get so fucking hard like this?"  He ripped his shorts down and
grabbed his meat with a forceful grip and began to slowly stroke.  He tried
to get the thoughts of seeing Doug naked out of his mind but he couldn't.  He
continued to stroke with the vision of his well built little brother working
himself.

***

    Doug stared at himself as he pulled on his cock; his forehead was
sweating and ran down his face, he was so horny from thinking about being
almost naked in front of so many people.  His knees weakened as he began to
shoot load after load of hot eighteen year old cum all over the floor.  Each
stroke of his hand continued the blasts of juice until only a dribble of cum
gathered on the perfect mushroom head.  He squeezed his cock and forced out a
little more.
    The cum began to form a long string as gravity tried to pull it toward
the floor.  Doug ran his finger over the piss hole and caught the white seed.
 He stared at for a moment then raised it to his nose, smelled it and then
stuck the cum soaked finger into his mouth sucking it clean.  He swallowed.
He didn't think it tasted too bad; in fact he kind of liked it.
    Doug yanked the gown from off his shoulders and tossed it on the bed.  He
stepped out of the jock and then started out of his room towards the
bathroom.  It was time to get his shower for the graduation.  He stopped as
he heard his brother inside.  Doug listened as Brad made quiet moaning
noises; he knew that he was jacking off just like he had just done.  He
thought that it would be funny if he walked in on him, scare the piss out of
him.  Brad would be so embarrassed.  Before he could take hold of the
doorknob he realized that his own cock had stiffened once again.  He didn't
understand why but reasoned that it was because he knew that moan; he made
the same one when he was about to cum.  He grabbed the knob and turned it
quickly and threw open the door.
    Brad turned suddenly, his eyes wide; his hand still had a firm grasp on
his cock.
    Doug's eyes were just as wide as he began to smile.  "Hey, what's up?"
He laughed.
    Brad let his dick free, "Fucking asshole."  He looked down at Doug's
cock, which was standing at attention.  "Guess the same thing that's up with
you."
    Doug looked down at himself, "Well, I guess it runs in the family."
    Brad laughed, "You're an ass.  What do you want?"
    "Got to get my shower."
    Brad nodded and started towards his brother, "Working out has done
wonders with you."  He bent over picking up his shorts and underwear.
    "Still want to be as big as you."
    "Takes time."  Brad stopped by Doug's side, his hand nervously reached
out and seized his brother's cock in his hand, "Looks like we're the same
size here."
    Doug's cock became rigid.  His heart pounded from Brad's hand wrapped
around his meat.  He liked the warmth of his brother's hand on his rod.  He
wanted to see if he was right, he reached out and took his brother's cock in
his hand, "Yeah, I guess we are."
    Brad released Doug's hard on and continued out of the bathroom leaving
his brother inside to take his shower.  Brad went to his bedroom and laid on
the bed.  He thought about how Doug's cock felt in his hand.  He wanted to
touch it again.  He had never thought about this kind of thing but the heat
that was building inside him was too much.  He took hold of his solid twenty
year old meat and began to stroke to the thoughts of his little brother's
cock.

***

    Brad waited on the couch for Doug to come down from getting ready.  His
cock was hard as a rock just thinking about seeing him half naked.  He tried
with all he could to push the thoughts from his mind but found it impossible.
 He turned when he heard Doug come down the steps, Brad saw him in the light,
his body under the blue nylon with only a jock strap keeping Brad's hand from
Doug's six hard inches.
    Brad stood up and walked towards Doug who was approaching him.  "You
ready?"
    Doug didn't look him in the eye; his mind was also filled with thoughts
of having his brother's six inches in his hand again.  He was embarrassed and
didn't want Brad to know what he was thinking, he figured if he didn't look
at him then he wouldn't know.
    "You sure you want to go to graduation like that?"
    Doug nodded.
    Brad looked down at his brother's crotch and saw that it was tented under
the gown.  His own hard cock tented his khaki shorts.  He wanted so badly to
touch Doug again.  Somehow, before they left he needed to get that gown open.
 He thought for a moment then spoke, "Hey, why don't you let me see how the
work outs have been going."
    "I don't care."
    "You're going to have to open your gown."
    Doug didn't move but said quietly, "Can we compare?"
    Brad's mind reeled.  Compare.  Both of us in our underwear.  This is what
he wanted.  "Sure."
    Doug looked up at Brad and waited for a moment until Brad pulled his
shirt off.  His cock strained inside the jock.  He pulled the zipper of the
gown down in one motion and shucked it off.
    Brad stared at Doug who stood there in just his jock.  He couldn't help
but notice the tent; he hurried to pull his shorts off and kicked off his
shoes.  His own cock pulled at his briefs.  "What do you want to compare?"
    Doug kept his head down, his eyes on Brad's crotch, "Well…" he stammered.
    "Well what, tell me."  Brad stared impatiently.
    Doug's hand slowly moved towards Brad's cock until it made contact.
    Brad let out a soft moan, "You want to compare that?"
    "Yeah."
    "Ok," Brad took the waistband of his briefs and peeled them down until
they dropped to the floor.  His rock hard meat snapped against skin and
bounced a few times.  He took Doug's hand and placed it back on his crotch.
"There you go."
    Doug felt it softly, running his hand over it, touching his pubic hair
and grazing Brad's balls with his fingertips.
    "Hey, we can't compare unless we have something to compare it with."
    Doug looked up at Brad, "You want to?"
    "Yeah," Brad answered with a quick little nod.
    Doug snagged the waistband and quickly pulled the jock down.  His
six-inch solid cock reacted just as Brad's did, snapping up and bouncing a
few times.
    Brad wasted no time; his hand went to Doug's meat like a moth to a flame.
 He fondled him gently and then began to stroke him slowly.
    Doug did likewise and moved closer to Brad so they were touching.
    Brad moaned quietly again, "Your hand on my dick feels so good."
    "Yours does too."
    "You ever do this before?"
    Doug looked into Brad's eyes, "What, jerk off?"
    "I meant have another guy jerk you off."
    Doug shook his head.
    "Me either."  His hand moved back and forth over Doug's cock as he
watched Doug stroking his own cock.  "You ever get a blow job?"
    "No."
    "They feel great."  He looked at Doug with a lustful eye.  He wanted to
kneel down but didn't know if he should or even if he really wanted to.
    Doug reached up with his left hand and ran it through the hair on Brad's
chest.  "This feels really good."
    Brad smiled, "Yeah it does."  He took hold Doug's hand that was stroking
his cock and pulled it off.
    Doug looked at him, confused.
    Brad dropped to his knees and looked up at Doug who just stared in
wonder.  He took Doug's cock by the base, held it out and swallowed it in one
quick motion.  His lips slid over Doug's rod, his tongue creating more
pressure as he sucked.  Brad continued to stare up at Doug's face.
    Doug moaned loudly at the gentle feel of Brad's warm mouth moving over
his cock.  "Oh man, that feels so fucking good."
    Brad moved quicker, back and forth over his brother's stiff six incher.
He raised his hand and began to play with Doug's ball sack.  Then coming off
Doug's cock he took his balls in his mouth and sucked on each one then went
back to his pole.  His pace continued to quicken with each heavy breath from
Doug.  Brad took hold of his own meat and began to stroke it.
    Doug's knee's began to buckle, "I'm gonna cum."
    Brad pulled off and stood.  "I told you it felt good."
    "It does."
    "Taste's pretty good too."
    Doug eyed Brad, "Have you done this before?"
    Brad shook his head.  "First time."
    Doug reached down and grabbed Brad's cock and began to lower to his
knees.  "I guess this will be my first time too."  He swallowed Brad's meat
just as he saw Brad do it and worked it the same way.
    Brad moaned.  He took hold of each side of Doug's head and began to fuck
his mouth.
    Doug didn't flinch, he enjoyed it, he loved the taste of his brother's
cock in his face.  He thought about the cum he had swallowed earlier and
wondered if Brad's tasted the same.  He hoped that Brad wouldn't stop and
would go all the way.
    Brad let out a breathy moan and pulled his cock from Doug's mouth.  "Oh
fuck, I'm gonna cum."
    Doug stared up at him then swallowed Brad's cock.
    Brad stared in shock as his brother began to suck faster and faster.  He
moaned louder and louder until he felt his seed began to fill his cock.
    Doug continued to work Brad's tool and then suddenly his mouth was
blasted with shot after shot of his brother's hot, salty load.  He swallowed
each time the juice burst into his mouth until Brad's moans quieted.  Then he
took a few slow trips back and forth on his brother's cock as it began to
soften.
    Brad smiled at him then lowered to the floor and laid on his back.  "Come
here, sit here," he patted his crotch area.
    Doug straddled him.  He felt Brad's soft meat against the crack of his
ass.
    "Jerk off on me."
    Doug didn't hesitate.  He began to stroke fast.  His hand moving quickly
over his rod until he let out an "Oh God."  His load splashed over Brad's
chest and chin.
    Brad smiled even wider.  "This wasn't bad."
    "It felt so good."  Doug let his cock go.  "Nice graduation present."
    Brad tapped his chest.
    Doug rolled off of Brad's crotch and laid at his side resting his head on
the soft hair of Brad's chest.  "I could take a nap."
    "Sound's like a good idea."
    Brad and Doug slowly drifted off on the living room floor.