Date: Mon, 5 May 2003 14:29:29 EDT
From: GrmnShprd1@aol.com
Subject: Brother's Graduation 2

    Doug woke up on the floor.  He looked around for Brad but he was gone.
As he stood he scooped up his jock from the floor and put it on.  He was
feeling embarrassed about what had happened and figured that Brad must have
felt the same way and that was why he wasn't around.  As he walked toward the
stairs he looked at his watch and realized that he had missed the graduation
ceremony.  He shrugged it off and started up the steps and down the hall
towards his bedroom.  When he passed Brad's room he looked in.  Brad was
asleep on his bed.
    Doug stopped and looked at his older brother.  He hoped that what had
happened between them wouldn't hurt their relationship.  They had always been
close and to lose that would be devastating.  His eyes were riveted to Brad's
body.  He looked so good, so sculpted; Doug's cock began to swell.  His eyes
trailed over Brad's chest, a beautiful, hard, soft hair covered piece of
marble that led to a beautiful flat muscled stomach.
    Doug stopped himself from admiring his brother and started to turn away
but looked back.  Instantly his eyes focused on Brad's crotch.  He was
wearing a pair of torn up cut off sweat pants that were too short for him.
Brad's balls hung out of the left leg side of the cut offs and Doug's cock
rose at the sight.  Doug reached down and rubbed his own stiff cock for a few
moments staring at the sight of Brad.  He itched to walk in and take his
balls in his mouth.  Without a thought he crept in quietly up to the side of
the bed.
    He looked at Brad's face, and then back to his ball sack hanging out of
the shorts.  Doug leaned down and smelled the musky odor of his brother's
groin and stuck out his tongue and began to swab Brad's balls.
    Brad woke up at the sensation and sat up, "What the fuck?"
    Doug stood and backed up.
    "Hey man, what happened earlier was just a freak thing.  I'm not a queer
or anything like that."
    "Me either."
    "Then what are you doing?"
    Doug shrugged his shoulders and turned to walk out of the room.
    "Hey, I aint mad or anything, just thought I'd let you know."
    Doug nodded and started down the hall towards his room.  He thought about
his brother, his rock hard meat straining inside the jock.  He sat on the
edge of his bed and thought about his brother's cock and how it tasted and
smelled.  Doug heard Brad yell to him.
    "Doug, since you're not doing anything, why don't you help me clean the
garage like mom asked."
    "Yeah, I'll be down."  He stood up and went to his dresser and pulled out
a pair of cut off sweats similar to the ones Brad was wearing except his were
full of holes from age.  He began to pull them on when he thought about
seeing Brad naked again and tasting his cum one more time.  Doug pulled the
sweats off and slid the jock down and kicked it off to his right then slipped
into the hole filled cut offs.  He turned around and saw the big tears in the
fabric that exposed his tight ass.  He reached down and could feel a little
bit of his ball sack hanging through a hole between the legs.  Doug stared
into the mirror and smiled then ran out of the room and to the garage.
    Brad stood in the garage waiting for Doug.  His mind reeling over the
feeling of his eighteen-year-old brothers tongue licking his twenty-year-old
balls.  He loved the warm; wet feeling, why did he make him stop.  He was
embarrassed about what had happened between them was why.  Brad turned as the
door flew open and there stood Doug in his ripped up cut offs and nothing
else.  He couldn't help but admire how fine he looked and his cock reacted
similarly.
    "What do we have to do?"
    "Just get some of these boxes stacked up and hang these garden tools."
Brad couldn't stop watching his brother's muscled body approaching him.
"Shouldn't take long."
    Doug walked to a stack of boxes and bent over in front of Brad to pick
them up.
    Brad looked at his brother's ass through the holes when he noticed that
Doug's balls were also exposed.  His cock sprang to attention.  He wondered
why this was exciting him.  He tried to ignore it and began to help.
    Each of them had worked up a sweat in the process.  Each of them couldn't
keep from looking at the other's body and how it glistened.
    Doug stood up and caught his arm on the edge of a rake and cut the skin,
"Fuck," his hand snapped in the direction of the pain.
    Brad looked over at him.  "You ok?"
    "That fucking hurt."
    "Let me see," Brad said as he started toward Doug.  He took his brother's
arm in his hand and looked at the injury.  He was blinded by the feel of
Doug's arm hair against his palms and the way his armpit hair poked from the
crotch of his upper arm.  His cock wouldn't stop, it ached to get out.
    Doug looked at Brad and smiled, "You should go to be a doctor, you have a
nice touch."
    Brad nodded and laughed a little bit, "You mean bedside manner?"
    Doug took this as a hopeful remark.  "Yeah, that's what I meant."
    "Let's go inside, we're done here."  He pointed for Doug to go first.  He
watched his little brothers ass through the hole in the cut offs and without
thinking he reached forward and took hold of hole with both hands and tore it
open much further.  So far that Doug's ass was completely exposed.
    "What are you doing?"
    Brad laughed, "I'm sorry, I couldn't help it."
    Doug lunged backwards on top of Brad and began to wrestle him, his hands
furiously touching as much of Brad's body as they could.  His cock was harder
than ever from the contact.
    Brad began to push Doug off him and started to stand.
    Doug reached up and grabbed the waistband of his cut off sweats and
pulled them down.
    When Brad got to his feet his shorts were at his ankles and with Doug
holding on to them.  He didn't even think about the fact that his
twenty-year-old meat was solid and sticking straight out.  He turned and
started inside the house.
    Doug yanked the shorts from Brad as he stepped away then stood and
followed with a definite tent in his own shorts.  When he turned to close the
door and lock it he felt Brad take hold of his waist.  The shorts he was
wearing made a loud rip and fell from him.  He could feel his brother pressed
tightly against him.  Brad's cock in the crack of his ass, he loved the
feeling.
    Brad leaned in and whispered, "I want to suck your dick again.  I want to
swallow your load just like you swallowed mine."  He forced Doug around and
dropped to his knees engulfing his cock inside his mouth and sucking
furiously.
    Doug yelped in pleasure as he watched his older brother working his tool.
 "Oh man, yeah.  It feels so fucking good."
    Brad moved over Doug's cock like a pro.  He felt a spasm on his tongue
and heard Doug cry out.  Each spasm was met with more cum, hotter and better
tasting than the blast before it.  He swallowed every drop.
    Doug looked down and pulled his older brother to his feet, "That was the
best thing I've ever felt."
    Brad stared into his brother's eyes, "I don't understand this.  We can't
keep doing this, we're brothers, this is incest."
    "Who cares," Doug said as he lowered himself to his knees and began to
work Brad's rod.  He needed to have his brother's cock in his mouth again.
He loved the feel, the taste, and the smell.  He played with his balls as he
worked him.  His hand moving by itself between his legs, his fingers finding
the crack of Brad's ass and searching for his hole.
    Brad moaned loudly loving every moment.
    Doug's fingers made contact with Brad's asshole and he began to push his
finger inside his brother.  He slowed down on working his brother's cock
almost expecting for Brad to stop him, he didn't.  Doug pushed harder until
his finger was buried in Brad's ass and he was moving it in and out slowly.
    Brad yelled, "Oh fuck, I'm going to cum."
    Doug forced his finger deeper into Brad's ass and sucked his cocked more
furiously to get what he wanted so badly.  Within seconds his mouth was
filled to overflowing with his brother's seed.  He swallowed gladly and
slowly pulled his finger from Brad's ass.  He held onto Brad's thighs as he
licked every last drop of cum from his piss slit then stood up, his soft six
inches pressed against Brad's soft six inches.  "I never thought I'd like
sucking dick before."
    "Me either."
    "I feel like I can't get enough."
    "I know what you mean," Brad said as he continued to breathe heavy.  "But
we're brothers, we can't keep doing this, it's wrong man."
    Doug grinded his soft meat against Brad's, "But if feels so fucking
good."
    Brad looked down towards their two cocks rubbing against each other,
"This is incest.  We can't do this.  And anyway, I'm not gay."
    Doug continued to grind as his hands slid over his brother's chest,
"We'll stop when mom and dad get back next week."  His cock was hard again.
    Brad's cock twitched and sprang up, "Ok," he said as he started to grind
in rhythm with his little brother.

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