Date: Mon, 7 Dec 2015 01:35:40 +0000 (UTC)
From: a4f101@yahoo.com
Subject: Deep Bros

I've been writing dirty stories on my Tumblr – a4f101.tumblr.com –
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*****

"They're calling for five or six inches," I said as I leaned on the window
sill, looking out at the snow falling.

"Oh yeah? Well there'll be at least seven inside, bro," he said with a
chuckle.

I rolled my eyes. Had to laugh. Even when he was being deliberately corny,
he was a funny fucker. That, and his thick-muscled college jock build, his
good looks, the sexy buzzcut and the little scruffy beard he'd started
cultivating, had me head over heels in lust with him. And yeah, seven
inches certainly were on the forecast, thick, uncut ones, currently stuffed
half-hard inside his black briefs as I climbed back on the bed.

Snow days in the South are great. Jake's college and my school were closed,
would probably stay that way, so while the folks were trudging through the
snow to work, we were free to stay home and play. Me and my big brother,
playing the snow day games we'd first gotten into last winter. Only better
now, more experienced, longer-lasting, even more pleasurable and
intimate. He'd taught me a lot in bed, using his college-boy skills, his
big thick tongue, his big thick cock, his muscled ass and skillful fingers
to show me all sorts of things that a horny 17-year-old dude into dudes
really should know.

I stood over him on the bed, grinning as he rubbed my firm-muscled calf
slowly up and down. I lifted my phone to snap a picture of him, looking so
incredibly fuckin' sexy sprawled out in his bed, the cute, goofy face he
pulled just making me hotter for him. That, and the mass of his big bicep,
showing off the deep valley of his fur-dusted pit.

"Dude, make sure you send me that," he said. "Need a new Tinder profile
pic."

I sank down to me knees straddling him, turning the phone around to show
him the pic. He nodded, smiled approvingly.

"I'd right-swipe this fucking stud every time," I grinned.

"Damn well better, little fucker," he growled playfully, pulling me down on
top of him to kiss me again, all deep and hungry and wet.

Thirty minutes later, he was spooned into me, his big cock all soft and
sticky against the firm muscle of my ass, as we looked out the window,
watching the snow fall soft and steady outside. Guaranteeing even more
playtime together. I could taste the heavy, salty, mineral flavor of his
cum on my tongue, from where he'd lapped at my leaking ass and fed it to me
in a toe-curling kiss. His big hand rubbed up and down my sticky abs, his
warm lips occasionally kissing the side of my neck, my shoulder, as we just
enjoyed the closeness of brothers. Deep bros, he called us, and I loved
that. Loved him.

"The Tinder thing, though," he said, doing that thing of his where he could
seamlessly pick up the thread of a conversation much later. "You know I
just mess with it for kicks, right?"

I looked over my shoulder at him, smiled. Shit, I was a high school senior,
he was a college junior, and a super-hot one at that - it wasn't like I
expected us to be exclusive or something. Didn't think that was possible,
really. Expected him to be enjoying the full spectrum of physical fun a hot
dude like him should be getting into at college. He grinned back, kissed
me, nice and soft, brotherly now. Ruffled my hair as he held my eyes with
his.

"Haven't fucked around with a girl in like months, little dude," he said
with his low, husky, sexy voice. The one he just used between us. His
bro-voice. "Just a few dudes. But mainly you, kiddo. Mainly you."

I pushed the kiss deeper, rolling over to face him as his arms encased me
with thick young muscles. Our cocks rose together, nudging along each other
in their quick swell as our hands roamed over each other again. It was
barely 10am, we had all day for this, but fuck, I didn't want to leave his
bed. Just wanted to bro-out with him. All the time, and not just on snow
days. Maybe next year, when I got to college...

"Maybe when you get to college next year, little dude," he said, and I had
to laugh at how in sync we were. "Maybe we can try something more out,
yeah?"

"More?" I asked, surprised. "More, like..."

"Like more. More of this, of you and me. More deep bros time together."

I'd look back on this moment in the years to come and pinpoint this exact
moment as the one where I fell in love with him. And of all the fun, sexy,
intimate, loving adventures me and my studly big brother had over the years
that followed, all the hot, kinky shit we did as brothers and lovers,
nothing ever beat our snow days together.