Date: Sat, 1 Mar 2014 23:09:31 +0100
From: S. Lance <capitaloffence91@gmail.com>
Subject: Charlie and Dan pt.1

Me and My Brother pt.1


This story is a work of fiction, it in no way represents an accurate
measure of and should neither be taken as a depiction of reality. The
author does in no way condone any form of incest or activities as such,
neither does the author condone not using condoms. Real life is dangerous
sometimes, play it safe, kids.


Saturday morning 10.30

Charlie PoV

I woke up as usual, the weight of my big brother Daniel lying on top of me
pinning me to the mattress, his smell filling my nostrils, and feeling his
cock grinding into my ass.

"Good morning, sexy" He half-whispered to me, sticking his tongue in my ear
as he humped me lightly and hugged my body tightly to his.

I grunted something in return and moaned lightly at the feeling of his fat
dick sliding up and down the crack of my ass.

My fingers reached up to cup his chin and I pulled him in for a kiss,
moaning heavier now as his tongue invaded my mouth and held total dominion
over mine. Even his saliva tasted of masculinity and testosterone, or was
it the lingering taste of cum from the night before?

My cock ground into the sheets from my brothers movements and I was by now
almost painfully hard. Daniel was no better off than me, his thrusts were
becoming faster and he squeezed me ever tighter against himself,
strengthening his gentle and natural domination of me. My ass, still a bit
loose from our lovemaking just a few hours earlier, was oozing of my
brother's cum, and along with his plentiful pre, was lubing his cock to
slide without friction up and down my crack.

"You want some of this fat meat, Charlie?" He asked and slapped my ass
lightly.

I moaned at first, still groggy from sleep, but then managing a "Yeah,
Dan. Get it here so I can suck it, bro."

I regularly sucked him off during the days, and always started the day off
with a generous helping of his cream.

He sat up on the bed, holding himself still for one second from the
dizziness of sitting up, and then moved to sit against the headboard,
holding my head in his lap, mouth to his big balls, lying like large eggs
in their shaved sack.

I stuck out my tongue, tasting the sweat from his crotch, and taking in
large wafts of his smell. I started to first lick his sack, gently letting
his balls rise and fall with my tongue, relishing in their aroma, an
aphrodisiac.

My brother had clearly gotten the majority of the Y-chromosomes of us two,
with a natural affinity for building muscle, a chiseled face reminding you
of any stereotypically masculine American tv-character, and a spectacular
set of genitals that I helped keep neat and shaved for him. I loved the
task of washing his body as much as he did washing mine, we always showered
together.

Back to his crotch, which I was eagerly slobbering over as usual, now
licking along his girthy shaft. His cock measured 10 inches on a good day,
and I loved every single glorious inch of it.

He was leaking pre like a faucet now and leaned back with his hands crossed
behind his head, as always when being serviced by me.

Even though he was relaxed and still drowsy from the night, he exerted a
certain air of dominance that anyone, picked up quick.

He batted an eye at me as my tongue graced the head of his dick, the fat
mushroom now coloured slightly purplish from his arousal, and removed one
hand from behind his head, using it to rustle my hair and guide my mouth
down his cock, his thumb gently stroking my chin in the process, showing
how I belonged to him.

His cock, and especially his pre, had a special taste to it. I would
recognise it any time by now from drinking such amounts of it. It was both
salty and sweet at the same time, with some undecipherable undertone of
absolute masculinity. If you closed your eyes while tasting it, some
ancient idol of masculinity would surely come to mind.

To further show that air of testosterone, he put both hands on my head and
pulled up his legs a little bit, completely encasing my head in his bulging
muscles. I could hear his heartbeat through his legs and feel it as his rod
pumped pre into my throat. I swallowed it eagerly and soon felt his
cockhead poking at the back of my throat, only to continue further down
into me. My gag reflex was by now fairly gone, though sometimes, when Dan
was in the mood, he would shove his rod down my throat fast just to show
who was the boss, and to hear my gags trying to please him.

He began to pump his cock in and out now, fucking my mouth to get off. I
couldn't breathe when his cock was fully down my gullet, and Dan knew to
use this. He would keep his head all the way down and press my head into
his pelvis, feeling my heart race while he whispered to me about how he
owned me and my body.

Now he wanted to get off though, and I used my tongue and my throat to milk
his dick of his delicious cum, and he soon let out a throaty groan and a
"I'm coming, Charlie!".

His sticky white cream flooded my mouth in an instant and I worked hard to
swallow it all, though some always leaked out of my mouth down onto his
crotch. He always came like a storm, his body convulsing in his orgasm and
holding my head tightly to his cock. For the last thrust, he pulled out and
let my face be splattered in his cum, leaving my mouth open, always wanting
more of him.

Finally he simply let his fat head rest in my mouth, letting me suck up all
of his cream and enjoying his taste. Sometimes we would just lay like that,
his cock in my mouth as I swirled my tongue around working to get more of
his precum. He pulled out completely and kissed me again, putting his
bigger tongue down my throat, tasting himself. Afterwards, he lifted my
head from his lap, stood up, slapped my ass and felt more of his cream in
my crack, and then walked off to the kitchen to get breakfast.

I lay there for a while, scooping up his juices from my ass and relishing
in the taste of man that he left behind. I slid a finger up my hole,
fingering myself slowly and feeling all that cream slosh around inside me
from Friday night.

Eventually, I made my way out of bed, put on a tshirt, and walked to take a
shower.



Some introductions would be in order at this point, my name is Charlie
Lance. I'm about 5"9' tall, pretty regular for my age of 18. I'm not as
muscular as my brother, but I'm fairly athletic, going to the gym twice a
week. I've got fairly dark hair, brown eyes and a slightly boyish face. My
cock is about 7,5', with low hanging balls below it. My brother usually
shaves me when we shower, as I do him. My cock isn't my best feature
though, my ass is. I've got a perfect bubble, kept hairless, also by my
brother, which Dan also fucked regularly.



My brother, Daniel Lance, is over 6" tall, standing a head taller than
me. He has the body of someone who excercises daily, spending his weekday
afternoons at the gym. His cock is what pretty much rules my life, and Dan
uses it well. It's about 10', with gigantic balls to go with it. His butt
comes in about the same scale and size, a place I like to explore
sometimes. Usually, he likes to lie with his cock to mine, letting me
massage and finger his ass while he plays some video game or reads a book.



Dan has a sadist streak to him, not enough to tie someone up but plenty
enough to have you scream his name while he fucks you roughly. Dan and I
always fuck bareback. He used protection the first few times he took me
until we got tested, but after that he's never used it with me again.



Me and Dan have been lovers for about two years now, beginning when I was
16 and he had just turned 18. I had come out to him a week earlier, and he
immediately confessed to also being gay, once I told him I wasn't into
pussy.

It came as a surprise to me, Dan had always had girls around him, and they
would no doubt do anything to get him and his body.

Our sexual relation began slowly, first with him giving me more remarks on
my body than before, even though we had always been pretty physical with
each other.

One night, we were sitting beside each other by the tv, and he suddenly
reached over to cup my crotch. Before I could protest, his lips were at
mine and I was about lost to him.

The morning after I woke up to him lying on top of me, his fingers up my
ass. After that, we've slept together every night.

When he moved out one year later, I first slept over at his place, and
later moved in with him once I had gotten a job at a local cafe.

By then we could always be together, and the little privacy I had before
was pretty much scattered to the winds. Dan would come up to me at any
given moment, grinding his hard cock against my ass through our pants,
letting me know that I was his. He would stick his fingers down my crack,
putting one or two up my hole, listening to my moans as he kissed me
deep. I was and still am his little fuckboy.



Pt.2



I was standing in the kitchen now, making coffee, when he came up behind me
in his typical manner. He took hold of my wrists, placing my hands behind
my back, one on his hard member and the other on his balls. His mouth found
mine and his invading tongue battled with mine for dominance, all the while
his hands tweaked my nipples roughly. God I loved him, and all that came
with him.

He groaned deeply to me, letting me know my hands were doing good on
pleasing him.

"Later today Charlie, once we've had dinner, I'm going to give this fat
cock to you so hard you'll scream higher than ever before". I only moaned
in response to his words. "I mean it sexy, you're going to get it real good
tonight. And maybe some after lunch, and after breakfast, and when we
shower..." Further moans from me. "In fact," He added in a whisper "I think
you're going to spend your entire day pleasing me today. So cancel any
plans you've had with your friends, or refer them to me and I'll let them
know you're busy..." His fingers began to abuse my nipples even worse now,
sending waves of pleasure through my body.

"Yeah Dan, take me, big bro..." I said to him, encouraging his hands to
continue their ministrations while I jacked his enormous tool. "I want your
cock so bad, Dan. You know I always do..." Talking dirty always got me off
terribly, and him licking my ear made it worse. "I want you to fuck me,
Dan. I don't care about eating breakfast, lunch or dinner, I could spend my
entire day servicing you and you know it!" Daniel chuckled and let one of
his hands travel down to my cock. The touch was electric to me, and I could
feel my cock pumping pre onto his hands. He scooped some up and fed it to
me, I swallowed it eagerly, licking his fingers like they were lollipops.

He ran his hand down onto my dick again, and jacked me off aggresively. It
was all I needed, his touch always got me off in minutes. I shot wave after
wave of cum, some landing in my coffee and even more splattering the
kitchen cupboards.

Keeping his dominion, Dan scooped up my come from the sink and again put
his fingers to my mouth.

"Yeah lil' bro, that's it. Cum for me..." He whispered in my ear as my
orgasm subsided and I calmed down in his arms.

He let me go and stole a sip of my coffee, winking at me while he drank,
letting me know my cum was now in him.



I wondered what Dan thought was going to special about this Saturday while
I had breakfast. Usually in the weekends, we fucked pretty much constantly,
stopping only to eat and then to sleep. Once I had finished my coffee and
read the news headlines, I walked off to the bathroom to the sight of my
brother shaving. He always looked so good while his face was covered in the
foam, it would make anyone look manly but on him it further amplified his
overload of masculinity.

While he lathered up his other cheek, I got on my knees behind him. His
muscular ass sat right in front of me, at perfect height for my mouth and
face.

I spread those big globes of his, seeing his hairless hole, always tighter
than mine, on full display. I leaned in to smell him, the smell of sweat
and man heavier here than anywhere else. I put a thumb to his hole, not
fully penetrating him but feeling his hole wink open a bit at my finger. My
thumb traveled up and down his crack, circling his hole and gradually
applying more pressure until finally his sphincter gave way and my digit
entered his heat. His ass was heaven for any finger, tongue or cock, all of
which I regularly put in when we fucked.

I spread open his hole with another finger, feeling his asswalls fan open
to my intrusion, hearing his low moans as he shaved slower than necessary
to prolong my fingering. I felt a hand on the back of my head and got the
hint, he wanted a rimming and who was I to protest?

My tongue slid up his crack, leaving his ass moist. I used my fingers to
open him up and flicked my tongue repeatedly to his rosebud, alternating
between long swipes up his crack and fast, deeper penetrating of my pointed
tongue. I could feel both his and my own member rising again, and I knew
that once we got in the shower my ass would get a royal fucking from his
fat cock.

He pressed harder on the back of my head, really getting my face in his
ass. When he relaxed his ass and pressed on my head, my vision was
completely obscured. All I could see was his smooth flesh and muscle, the
smell and taste of him was overpowering and it was easy to understand how
he grabbed hold of me two years ago.

For someone so manly, even his ass radiated power. When he squeezed me with
his globes, the pressure was unbelievable and my cheeks flushed from the
heat. The only air I got was what little came in from above and underneath,
and so I was soon reeling with lightheadedness, maniacally licking and
tongue-fucking his tight hole.

Then at once, he pulled me out as he finished shaving, and I gasped for air
as he smirked down on me. He pulled me to my feet and squeezed me to him
for another smothering kiss.

This time, he was more gentle. His tongue caressed mine as his hands
explored my body and I reciprocated by tweaking his nipples and slowly
jacking his dick. This is where I belong, I thought to myself as a finger
ventured into my damp hole.

"C'mon lil' bro, let's get clean." He said and opened the shower doors.

When he bought the flat the bathroom had been in bad condition, it remained
so until I moved in and our combined salaries was enough to take a loan for
renovation.

We had installed both a small jacuzzi and a larger shower cubicle,
basically taking up all available space in the room, except for a cupboard,
some place to shave and wash your hands and a toilet.



I turned on the hot water as we entered the shower, letting the water
splash upon our bodies as we pressed into the cramped space, still not
quite large enough for two. I stood with my chest to the wall, my hard dick
pressed against the red glazed tiling, creating enough friction to make me
moan. Dan pressed up against me, tighter than he had to, but he liked to
have me pressed against him, giving me no room to escape his grasp. He
positioned his cock to slide up and down my buns and grabbed the shampoo
from behind him. He whistled as he lathered up my hair and humped me with
his meat, effectively jacking me off with the wall.

He massaged my head slowly, letting the suds fall from my hair down to my
shoulders, and then grabbed the shower head to rinse me off.

The foam traveled with the water down my back and gathered at his pelvis,
and he spread it around his cock and down my crack.

He was now soaping me up, letting the bar travel down my body, first down
my abs and then my hip. He started working on my back, pressing me even
more to the wall as he massaged me slowly with his hands. When he came to
my ass he sat down on his knees, and ever so slowly lathered up first the
inside of my legs, then my calves, feet and finally traveled up to my
butt. He put the soap down, fetched the shower head again and spread my
cheeks. The pressure of the water spraying onto my hole got my legs weak
and I let out a groan of pleasure as his fingers spread me open for the
impending invasion.

To me, there was and is no better feeling than knowing that I'm about to
get fucked. The anticipation is just as good as the act itself, and Dan
loves foreplay.

We have a set of anal beads in the shower that he uses liberally on my
willing hole, and it's with his help that I'm barely able to stand once
they travel inside me. At first, I thought that he was going to put in the
first one only, but when I looked back down I saw that he was holding a
lollipop.

"Kinky", I remarked as he slowly licked the candy. "What flavour is it?", I
asked playfully, and Dan licked his lips.

"Strawberry, with a touch of cum and ass juices." He pretended to taste it
like some fine wine, and then put it up inside me again, swirling it around
to coat it in my ass, and then put it up to my face. I played along with
his game, and sniffed it pretentiously, muttering something about aroma and
then put it in my mouth.

The taste was of him, his saliva and cum was all over the piece of candy
and I loved every minute of it.

"Maybe we'll try some Chateau Daniel later?" I teased and ogled his ass
sticking out. Dan chuckled in response and swatted my ass.

"Maybe, but first I'm going to bottle up some more of my special reserve. I
know just the place to keep it fresh..." He responded and shoved three
fingers up my ass as he stood up.

I stood on my tiptoes as he grabbed some lube from the cupboard and turned
down the water to a trickle. I continued sucking on the lolly, still
tasting of my ass.

He put the bottle to my ass lips, and squeezed. The cold lube took me by
surprise as it entered my ass, and my brother nibbles my ear lightly as his
fingers spread my ass even more.

"Get ready Charlie," He said in almost a growl. "I'm going to be giving you
as much as you can handle and then some."

"Fuck me, big bro..." I responded like a bitch in heat.

In an instant he buried his cock up my ass, the full 10' entering me in a
flash. The searing pain making me bite into his muscled arm in surprise. He
soothingly let his cock simply lie lodged inside of me, feeling my ass
squeeze his throbbing rod like a vice.

I winced in pain as he slowly began to move, and Dan continued slowly all
the while jacking my still hard cock and kissing me deeply.

As he picked up speed and began to fuck me, I could feel the pain disappear
to be replaced by pleasure. At first I only felt a tingling sensation going
up my spine as he pulled out leaving only the head inside of me, and then
sheathing himself completely. After a while of his longdicking my head was
reeling on the feeling of his fat cock.

He slammed into me harder suddenly, and I let out a surprised yelp at the
sudden change of pace.

"Yeah Charlie, take it bitch" He whispered in my ear and slammed in again,
even harder this time. "Both you and I know you like it rough lil' bro, and
I'm going to show you just how rough I can be when I want to!"

My hands, which I earlier had against the wall, was now grabbed by him and
put behind my back. He was taking control and I loved every second of his
dominance.

My face pressed against the wall along with the rest of my body, I was
pulled upwards by him, enough to cause my feet to lift from the ground with
his strength.

He continued slamming into me with full force, letting me know I would have
bruises tomorrow. Suddenly Dan stopped fully inside of me, and brought my
face to his. He grabbed a hold of my face and pulled me in for a rough
kiss. He chewed on my lip and held absolute dominion over me. I was high on
him, and combined with the steamy shower it was absolute heaven for me. His
hands roamed my body, all the while keeping mine in check behind my
back. At last his fingers found the connection between my ass and his cock,
and he twisted my head so that I could see the contrast.

His cock was truly gigantic, and when penetrating my tight hole it looked
absolutely obscene. He was a giant compared to me and Dan knew to use it to
his advantage.

"Look at that, Charlie..." He said to me while stroking my asslips with his
fingers, driving me mad with pleasure. "Now you know why I'm your BIG
brother." One of his fingers ventured into my hole along his cock, and he
stretched my ass even wider. "I bet I could fit my whole arm in here, lil'
bro, and you'd take it all because you're such a slut!" He slapped my ass,
leaving a red mark from his hand. "In fact, I bet I could do anything to
you, and you'd gladly accept what I give to you." Another slap, harder this
time.

He smirked and pulled out his cock completely, leaving his throbbing head
in my crack, but not inside of me. I tried to buck onto him, but he held me
still, giving me no space to move.

"How about you beg for it, Charlie?" He said smugly. "Tell me exactly how
badly you want me to rape your hot little hole. Tell me all about how this
fat rod of mine rules your little slut world..."

My cheeks flushed with embarrassment at how lewd he was, yet I knew he was
speaking the truth. I did want him desperately and so I started begging
profusely. "Please Dan, fuck me. Take me til I scream and cry your name!
Fuck my little ass until I can't take any more of your fat man-meat! I'm a
slut for your cock and you know it, please big bro, fuck me!" I wailed in
my best pouty voice.

"God damn Charlie..." He whispered and slammed into me harder than ever.

His fat rod slammed into me while I cried out his name and panted
heavily. He was moaning, almost growling into my ear, letting me know just
how tight I was and how hard he was going to take me today.

It seemed like his fucking me would never end, Dan has incredible
stamina. He has a way of fucking you that makes you wish it would never
end.

He continued to slam into me harder and harder for every thrust, sometimes
slapping my ass and continually kissing me deeply, until finally he bit
down on my lip and buried himself completely.

"Cumming...." He groaned, and at once I felt my ass flood with his thick
cum. That feeling set me off as well, my orgasm went loose sending cum up
on our faces pressed together, squeezing his cock even harder, milking cum
from his thick rod.

Eventually our orgasms subsided and we simply stood under the trickling
water, his big load warming my ass.

"Let's keep that in you for the day, lil' bro..." He said to me, and pushed
a plug into me as he pulled out his cock. He pulled it in and out a few
times before swatting my ass with his cock and turning me around to face
him. Ever dominant, he pushed his body up to mine while he turned on the
water to full spray, putting his hands on my shoulders and pushing me down
to clean up his cock.

His member was covered in cum and I happily licked up every drop of it,
eagerly drinking it all up. Finally I looked up at him with only the head
in my mouth and he smiled at the sight of my flushed face taking his large
cock.

I grabbed the bar soap and lathered his legs up while he went to work on
his hair. I soaped him up all the way to his cock, and then turned him
around to wash his backside. I did the same to him as he did to me, letting
the water spray his ass while I fingered his jock butt.

My tongue traveled up and down his crack, a repeat performance from
earlier. The rimming was short, I wanted something else now. Namely, his
upper body.

Spinning him around, I went to work massaging and licking his perfect
muscles, making him moan to my touch. I dove my face into his pits, licking
his delicious fresh sweat, his very own taste ever so prominent here.



Finally, we wrapped up showering and dried up. I checked my watch, we had
been in there for over two hours. I sat down in the living room with
another cup of coffee, feeling the plug push into my ass holding his cum
inside. Reading the newspaper, I wondered what I'd do today and remembered
Dan telling me to cancel all plans. Not that I'd made any, Saturdays were
usually spent with him anyways. He hasn't made any attempt at an activity
after 15 minutes spent reading though, so I decided I'd get dressed and get
some lunch for us.

Dan was sitting by the kitchen table when I had dressed, and looked up at
me as I entered the room.

"What do you think you're doing?" He asked. I looked at him with an eyebrow
raised questioningly.

"I'm making lunch...?" I tried, saying it very slowly.

"I see that," He continued, with a coy smile on his face. "but what exactly
are you wearing, Charlie?"

Only now did I realise he was actually only wearing a loosely tied
bathrobe. So we were playing that game today.

"Well," I said, putting on my best camp gay expression. "I thought I'd go
for something comfy today, and these socks are gorgeous!" Dan smiled at my
gestures as I explained in mock detail what I was wearing.

He put down the book he was reading and strode over to me, putting a hand
on the top button on my shirt and undoing it. One by one, he undid my shirt
buttons and slid the garment off me, looking me in the eyes as he did.

"You're going naked today, lil' bro." Dan said with a smile as he cupped my
ass. "I want you available to me at any time and we can't have distracting
clothes then, can we?" He sat down by the table again, and blew me a kiss
as I kept on preparing the food. I was making pasta, and I needed a bowl to
serve it in. As I bent down to get the one I was looking for, I suddenly
felt the plug being janked out of my ass and Dan's face at my ass.

"Stop it, Dan!" I said, not at all satisfied with his timing.

"I don't care what you say, Charlie..." He said and spanked my ass hard as
he put the plug to my mouth. At first I resisted but then realised that I
had no choice and took it into my mouth, the taste of his cum overwhelming
me as always.

"I love your ass, Charlie..." Dan moaned as he rimmed me deep. His tongue
was exploring my tender and loose ass, and I was moaning in pleasure from
him practically fucking me again.

He was slobbering profusely over my hole, and only after a second did I
realise he was catching the falling dollops of cum in a small glass. When
it was filled to the brim by his thick cream, he began basically drinking
from my ass. Two fucking's worth of cum came oozing out and Daniel treated
it like a gourmet meal, savouring every drop all the while pleasuring me
with his tongue and fingers.

When I was clean from his cum, he drew my head to his, and when we kissed
he shared a big load of cream with me from his mouth, which I drank
eagerly.

I noticed the pasta was done and I put it all in the bowl, I was just about
to serve it on our plates when Dan stopped me and produced the glass from
behind him. He poured that load of cum on the food and stirred it around.
It felt so dirty but yet so right to eat it, knowing his semen was poured
over even my lunch.