Date: Fri, 13 Feb 1998 13:56:45 PST
From: tommy boy <butch_slave@hotmail.com>
Subject: Butt Fucking Bob

     I knew he was beating off in his room and had entered on the pretense
of putting away some clean clothes. I had been horny for him for some time
and even let him "catch" me beating off a couple of times. I was only
fourteen but really hot for dick and ass!
     He was still jacking his dick as I walked through the curtain leading
into his room. I just sort of stood there staring at him until he noticed I
was there. He immeadiately pulled his hand off and tried to cover his
boner.
     "Get the fuck out!" My seventeen-year-old brother Bob yelled.
     I laid the clothes on top of his dresser adjusted my straining dick in
my shorts took one long look at his hard dick and left.
     To get to his room in our old farmhouse he had to walk through my room
and that had made it easy for him to "catch" me beating off. Which I had
arranged several times in the year leading up to this episode. Bob had been
tormentor for years, alway picking on me and making me wrestle him although
I was younger and smaller (that stopped once I started burying my face in
his crotch).
     That night I was still hot and horny thinking about seeing him beat
off. He and some of his high school friends had gone out for the night, to
party, drink beer, and maybe score some pussy. I used to listen to them
some late nights when they chose to party at our house, all of them
bragging about fucking chicks but I don't think any but the one guy ever
got any.
     About 1:30 that night I heard my brothers pickup come in the
driveway. After my scoping him out that afternoon I didn't really want to
make another big scene so I turned out my light and pulled the sheet just
over my naked ass.
     Hearing him stumble through downstairs I knew he was drunk and since
there were no other voices he was probably alone.
     Sure enough I slowly made his way up the stairs and passed through my
room pausing for a few seconds at the foot of my bed.
     I had jacked off earlier but having him that close gave me an instant
boner. I rolled over on my back snoring lightly and exposing my
fourteen-year-old dick.
     Bob was quiet, then coughed slightly, stood still another moment and
then went through the curtain into his room. His light flashed on lightly
illuminating my room through the old sagging curtain.
     I didn't know quite what to do, if I rolled over again I might seem
like too obvious a come on so I chose to just lay there and listen and see
if I could figure out what he was doing. Sure enough I heard him light a
cigarette. Then he walked around his room a little bit. Then he pulled his
leather belt from his levis and was probably piling it, his wallet, and
keys on his dresser. Then, playing with myself too nearly a cum, I heard
him pull of his jeans.
     I could see his shadow on the curtain between our rooms and watch him
stand there for a few minutes as if uncertain about what to do. Finally,
the shadow left and heard him going through papers, obviously his Playboy
and Hustler magazines. That disappointed me, I knew he liked girls because
he had a dozen or so porno mags, and he probably didn't get laid so he was
just going to jerk off. I laid there, quietly in bed trying to imagine what
he was doing, thinking about the big dick I'd seen earlier that day.
     Suddenly, the curtain was thrown back and Bob came through with just
his red underwear on and bounded down the stairs to the bathroom. I lay
there thinking about him and his big dick, I knew he used to jack off in
the bathroom but now most of the time it was in his own room. I thought
about my options and finally decided to turn on my own light and read one
of the straight girlie mags I kept.
     Sure enough, five minutes later, he came back upstairs, I had the
magazine on my lap with one hand underneath it jacking my dick but the mag
covered it all so he couldn't really see.
     "I couldn't sleep." I said to him as he went through looking but not
stopping.
     A minute later Bob came back into my room with those red briefs of
his. By this time I had pulled back the sheet and laid the mag on the
bed. He stood staring at me. I stared at him moving my hand away from my
dick so he could get a good view.
     He stood there a full minute and then slipping a hand in either side
of his shorts he pushed them to the floor. His big dick slowly grew showing
a wicked twist to the right halfway up its shaft.  
     "I'm horny." He said.
     "Me too!" I reached out and felt his massive thing. I had been after
my big brother for years and here he was laying it out for me, I nearly
came right then and there.
     After fondling him for a minute he pulled away and swept all the
blankets and pillows from the bed. I looked up in puzzlement as he left the
room and then returned with a little jar of petroleum jelly he had always
kept near his bed.
     "Put this on your dick." He said.  
     Silly me, a naive fourteen-year-old asked "What for?"
     "It'll lubricate things."
      I looked at the jelly wondering whether to finger some on my dick or
just stick my dick into it and swirl it around.  Too anxious I just stuffed
it into the Vaseline and then wiped the excess off.
     Then he fulfilled my every fantasy and expectation by getting up on
the bed knees and chest down obviously offering me my first buttfuck. I was
fourteen, he was seventeen. I was gay, he was straight.  I was an eighth
grader, he was a senior. I buttfucked my big brother.
     I took a good long look at his asshole, it was the first one I had
ever seen. He told me to smear some of the jelly on it. I took a finger
full and rubbed it up and down his ass crack, I was kind of nervous about
the whole thing, incest and all. But I couldn't take my eyes off of his
butthole and finally stuck a glob on it and pushed it through with my
finger.
     By this time I was too hot and close to cumming so I got up on my feet
bent at the knees and lined up my dick to his hole and pushed.
     Bob tensed up and kind of lost his breath.  "Stop! Oh god it hurts!"
he cried.
     I was too horny this was my first time and the animal lust of a
fourteen-year-old getting his first piece of ass was too much and I just
pushed harder burying my dick to the hilt.
     Bob was sweating big time. "Oh, my ass, take it out, take it out!" He
begged.
     I held still, "Don't move Bob, I'm about to cum, any movement and I
will."
     The sweat was pouring off of Bob, I don't think he had any idea it
would be like this, that it would hurt so much.  
      Bob flinched and tried to pull forward off my dick and that was
enough I thrust my hips forward and reburied my bone in my big bro's pussy
and shot my first load.
      Bob pulled away again and my hard dick fell out of his ass.
     A cum stain on my sheets and a few white pearls drooling his dick told
me he had enjoyed it too. He went back to his room, bending over first to
pick up his red undies which gave me another good view of his now
non-virgin man-pussy.
     We didn't talk about it or much of anything to one another for several
days. Finally, that weekend we did talk. He admitted he sort of liked it
but wasn't a "Fag" and that a man got more satisfaction with a woman than
another guy. I always looked up to him and took that as a truth but from
time to time my big bro' would bend over and let me Fuck him all the while
moaning no, that it hurt, that he wasn't a fag but always cumming after I
shot a load up his ass. Some six months after that first episode he and his
buddies were over and were talking about Bob having fucked his first
girl. I lay in my adjoining room with a hard-on listening to them, content
with the thought that it was I who had got his cherry first!