Date: Sun, 27 Jun 2010 12:18:46 -0600
From: Jesse Hale <boxerboi@live.ca>
Subject: Garths Pleasure. Gay Fiction. Incest

The following story is fictional! If you are not old enough to read this,
please don't. Otherwise, enjoy! Any names mentioned are coincidental, and
have nothing to do with the people mentioned, yadda yadda you know the
drill.


 Garth was always abused by his brother, his father, and occassionally, his
sister. He would escape the pain by writing stories, or going for walks. It
was when he was 16 that the abuse took a turn... a sexual turn.

 Garth was in his room, writing one of his countless stories when his older
brother came in. Dallas was a stalky character, a buff boy, with a hot
bod. Once Garth had wanted to be him, to idolize him; until the beatings
started. Dallas had always had that rude and mean streak to him, he had
used his upper body strength to pull it off, how vain.

 Anyway, Dallas came into the room and immediately began to flex. His
muscles were highly devoloped after years of training in the gym and
working out in track. Garth just sighed and turned back to his work, typing
away very quickly. When Dallas noted he wasn't being paid attention too, he
stepped forward and poked Garth lightly. Garth sighed heavily this time; he
knew what was too come.

 First of all, lets get a little background for Garth. He's 5'8 with a cock
about 7" long, cut. His body is lean, hardly any muscles at all, and has
almost chin length chesnut hair and piercing emerald eyes. He was a dream
boat for the girls (and some guys) but he wasn't into dating. Dallas is
stalky, as mentioned before, almost 6'4, with a cock... lets just
say... very large (probably around 8 or 9" and uncut). Garth's father had
never sexually abused him, only mindless hitting and word problems to
confuse him. His mother laughed hysterically at the mind games her husband
would play on the children.

 Now back to the story. Dallas had been poking Garth mindlessly for a few
seconds before he slammed his hands down on the keyboard. Dallas grinned
and took a seat.

"Time for a little punishment." he said.

"I'm so sick of it all." Garth spat. "Why the fuck do you do this? Fucking
dad does it too, with his mind games and you do it with poking and hitting
me. What the fuck do you want?"

Dallas wasn't surprised. All that bottled rage had to come out sometime.

"I got a new punishment for you today big boy."

Garth looked at him awkwardly. "Your not gonna hit me?"

Dallas laughed. "Of course I am, but this time," he added. "Will be
different."

 The door was shut and locked, how ritual. Garth stood still, his arms
crossed. He watched Dallas flex, but then noticed something odd about his
pants. He had a bulge. Oddly, Dallas threw off his shirt, revelaing a
washboard stomach and piercingh hard nipples.

"Wanna play with me bro?"

Garth's eyes widened and he backed against the door. "What?"

Dallas rose, a shadow casting over Garth. "I don't expect neglect, or
rejection." before long, Garth was being forced out of his shirt and
pants. He sat in his red boxers on the bed, shivering and shacking. He was
going to be raped by his 19 year old brother!!

 Dallas was already in his green and white silk boxers, his bulge becoming
more apparent. Strangely, Garth began to feel turned on, and could feel his
own pecker growing in his pants.

"The girls from college won't give me any action, so your gonna be my bitch
till then." Dallas said, laying a huge hand on his brother's lean
leg. Dallas reached up into his brother's shorts and felt the cock
stiffen. Garth hadn't been touched like that. The sensation of a warm hand
on his warm pecker made him... passionate.

 Before long, Dallas was forcing Garth upon his own bulge, the 9 inch uncut
wonder. Garth could smell the sweat and the musk, but found it arousing. He
reached down and took the giant in his mouth, finding a balance
eventually. Dallas moaned and groaned, getting into a quick motion of face
fucking his younger kin. Before long, Garth was slobbering and Dallas was
fucking his face so violently and so quickly that it was unreal.

 Dallas began to feel a tremble and let out a giant scream of
pleasure. Garth wondered what could be up, but didn't have time. Soon giant
gushes of white waves splashed his tongue, his throat, and his
esophagus. He was forced to swallow the saltyness and nearly gagged. His
brother let off and was panting on the bed.

"That was..." he breathed. "so fucking intense."

Garth licked his lips and the inside of his mouth. Did he like it? Did he
like cock now?

"Your such a good little bitch." his brother said, reaching over to kiss
him.

"When do we start fucking?" Garth asked happily, snuggling up his big
brother's massive biceps; it was like hugging a horny teddy bear.

 The End of Part 1



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