Date: Tue, 10 Nov 1998 05:59:20 -0800
From: roughn <roughn@goplay.com>
Subject: Chris and Philip (b/b, incest)

Chris and Philip (b/b, incest)
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Disclaimer: This is a story about concentual sex between two brothers.
Don't read it if you don't like it. The story is completely fictional.

Feel free to contact me at roughn@goplay.com.


Chris and Philip
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Their parents were going away on a weekend trip this weekend. They
sometimes would, always to their sons great enjoyment. Having the
house to themselves, meant late nights by the TV or the computer,
inviting friends over, or hanging out as late as they wanted to. The
latter was Chris' favorite, the rebellion thirteen-year-old that he
was.

On this night, he hung out with the usual gang of friends on the local
arcade. He wasn't enjoying himself, however, knowing he had left his
little brother alone in the house. He was specifically instructed not
to do that, but he didn't think it'd matter since Philip didn't
protest. Still he felt bad about it. And he was out of cash, so he
thought, "what's so fun about this arcade anyway?". And so he left his
friends, who probably thought of him as a bore, wanting to spend a
Saturday night with his puny eleven-year-old brother.

"Philip! I'm ho-oome!" He closed the door behind him and stood
listening in the hallway. Silence. Philip would always do that - leave
the house without locking the door. He'd never learn, Chris thought.
He kicked off his shoes and dropped his jacket to the floor, and
decided to take a shower.

Chris had always enjoyed taking really long showers. Few things could
cause him to relax more than warm drops of water showering his naked
body. He was slim and had a nice body build without really being all
that strong. His hair was short and very light blond, just like his
brother's was. Chris had no body hair, except for a growing patch of
hair around his cock. Lately, he'd enjoyed playing with that cock in 
the
shower. He didn't know why, yet, he just knew it felt really good, and
he would get real hard before he got out of the shower.

After he had dried himself, he just remembered that he was all alone
in the house. He thought about going around naked, which he loved
doing on every rare occation. He didn't dare this time though; Philip
could come home anytime. Instead, he put on only his boxer shorts.
That way, he could always explain that he had just gotten out of the
shower and was looking for some clothes to wear.

He decided to go to his bedroom and play a little on the computer.
Chris and Philip shared the same bedroom, and had their own beds. This
night, Chris expected to find the bedroom empty as he walked in
wearing only his boxers. But he suddenly realized he wasn't alone
after all. His little brother was lying on his bed, buck naked. He had
spread his legs very widely, vividly pulling at his hard little cock
while gazing at pictures in a magazine.

As Philip saw his big brother standing in the door, his reaction was
immediate. He let go of his cock, threw the magazine at the wall and
hurried under the sheets. He got a look of terror in his eyes as he
screamed;

"CHRIS! What are you doing here??" Chris was seemingly confused as he
stood there with eyes wide open not quit sure what to say.
"Ehm... well... listen, Philip, I'm sorry if.. well what the hell were
you doing anyway?!" Chris half knew the answer. He'd heard his friends
mention jacking off sometimes, although he'd never really gone all the
way himself.
"It's none of your business, Chris". Philip had lowered his voice and
seemed more relaxed now.
"Why isn't it? We're brothers, aren't we? Please show me, Philip!"
"You mean you don't know?"
"Well, I know, but, it's just that, you know, I don't really know how
to..." There was a short period of silence. Philip started to giggle.
"It's obvious you wanna learn!" he said and pointed to Chris' crotch.
His cock was hard again, and he hadn't even noticed himself. He
blushed.
"Chris, show me what you were doing, or I'll tell dad on you!"
"DAD?!" Philip giggled again. "Don't you think he KNOWS? Who do you
think taught me this?" Chris went silent. He couldn't believe what he
was hearing, and now his cock started throbbing with lust inside his
boxers.
"Dad taught you? What did he do?"
"He taught me to get stiffies, and to make them feel real good!"
Silence again. "Come on, I'll show you." Philip added.

Chris still couldn't believe his little brother had to teach him about
sex. And he wondered what exactly Philip and his dad had been doing
together. Philip threw the sheets aside and revealed his still stiff
cock. It was around five inches long and completely hairless. He
stood up and picked up themagazine he had thrown away in fear, and he
gave it to Chris. He quickly and nervously flipped through the 
magazine
two or three pages at a time.

"Oh my god, Philip, these are all men! Where did you get this?"
"Dad gave it to me. I'm not allowed to show it to anyone, so you have
to shut up about it, ok?"
"Ok, ok!" Chris felt his heart pounding like crazy. "Are you... are
you gonna show me?"

Philip smiled at Chris. He went over to the bed and laid down,
spreading his legs the way Chris had found him.
"You have to grab your thing with your fingers and drag the skin up
and down. Watch this."
And he started jacking off. Slowly at first to let Chris get the
point. Then he speeded up.
Chris sat beside him on the edge of the
bed, paying close attention and rubbing his own cock. Philips
breathing got heavier and quicker. Suddenly he let go and looked at
hir brother with dazed eyes.
"Chris, please, touch my dick and rub it like I did!"
"What!?" Chris immediately thought of it as gross.
"Please, Chris, it will feel so much better! Dad always does it,
please!" Horny as he was, he slowly reached over and touched his
little brother's rock hard cock. Philip sighed and closed his eyes.
"Oh Chris... pull it up and down, Chris, up and down, quicker, oh
Chris...." Chris was highly concentrated and totally fascinated by how
much pleasure he was giving his little brother.
"Is it good, Philip?" He immediately felt stupid not knowing why he
asked that question.
"Yes, Chris, YES! It's coming now, it's happeniiiiing, gooood!!"
Philip was bouncing up and down and sideways in the bed, and Chris had
trouble keeping his fingers on the cock. Suddenly Philip went stiff
and his cock started jumping again and again in Chris' fingers. The
orgasm was completely dry.

When Philip laid still in bed and his cock was slowly softening, Chris
let go of his cock and sat and watched his panting, sweaty brother
instead. Philip opened his eyes and met Chris'. They smiled at each
other, Philip wide and friendly, Chris uncertain and somewhat shy. He
felt like his cock was going to explode inside his boxers.

"Chris, stand up". Chris didn't ask any questions, but stood up. His
cock strained against the boxers. "That's what I thought", said
Philip, "You need it too!" He sat up and put his fingers inside the
waist bands of his bigger brother's boxer shorts. He started to pull
them down, not meeting any resistance from Chris. Chris' boner bounced
up from the boxers. Philip studied it in awe. It was inches longer
than his, and he had even gotten some hair. Both brothers were uncut.
He heard how his brother's breathing started to shiver, and he could
see the cock pulse. Chris removed the boxers completely. He looked 
down
at his cock, then at his brother.

"Ph-Philip" he stuttered.
"M-hm?" Philip knew what was to come, and he got down on the floor and
kneeled before his brother, staring directly into the cock.
"Touch it... P-please.." And at that, Philip put his hand around his
brother's cock, softly. Chris immediately moaned loudly. Somehow
Philip knew Chris already was very close, so he started jacking him
off quickly and almost brutally. With every stroke, Chris moaned
louder, and eventually there were small screams with each stroke.
After no more than twenty seconds, Chris gave the final scream and his
thirteen-year-old body produced it's very first orgasm. Spurt after
spurt of his fresh cum sprayed into Philip's face. Philip was caught
completely by surprise.

Chris hadn't been able to stand on his feet after the orgasm, and he
laid silenty on the floor, panting heavily. When he came to his
senses, he looked up at his brother's cum-soaked face.
"Oh my god, Philip, what is that?" Philip just giggled while drops of
cum ran from his face and landed in tiny gobs on the floor. He had
his brother's sperm in his hair, on his cheeks, on his lips, and some 
on his nose.
"I had no idea you could do that, Chris!" he said in between his
giggles. "I thought you had to be grown-up like dad to squirt the
stuff!" Chris looked confused.
"Is it... you know, the stuff that makes babies?"
"Yeah! Dad calls it 'sperm'. Wanna taste it?"
"TASTE it?"
"Yeah, it's kinda good once you get used to it. Come on, try it!"

Chris hesitated, but he was still horny and curious. He went over to
his brother and rubbed some sperm off his cheek.
"No, not like that, lick me, Chris!"
"What, are you crazy??"
"It's ok, it'll probably taste even better that way." Chris decided to
obey his horniness, and licked his brother's cheeks clean.
"Take all of it, Chris, all of it..." As he was licking the sperm off
his brother's lips, Philip pulled his head closer and kissed him
passionately. Chris returned the kiss, and soon they were rolling
around on the floor exploring their bodies.

This was the start of a special brotherhood for the two boys, and
Chris no longer went to the arcade on weekend nights.