Date: Mon, 13 Jul 2015 15:00:23 +0000 (UTC)
From: a4f101 <a4f101@yahoo.com>
Subject: Grown-Up Games

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*****

Chase was a horny little fucker, always had been. He was busting loads by
12, and over the years, I lost count of the number of times I stumbled
across him, sweaty and panting and grinning excitedly as he worked his big
dick. At first it was annoying, a little bit gross, but having preceded him
into puberty by three years, and being a horny little bastard myself, I
soon got used to it. Real used to it. But the most we ever did was jack off
together, though we sure did that a lot before I went away for school.

I don't know how he hooked up with Carla - she was a few years older than
me, and a definite wild one herself. I'm not sure if it was really love,
because after all, he was barely 19, but he'd share with me in almost
excruciating detail the things she'd taught him, the crazy sexy things
they'd get up to. Three-ways, four-ways, watching each other fuck other
people, bondage, toys - you name it, they were trying it. I don't know how
he found the time to keep his grades up, but my little bro was having the
time of his horny young life. But hey, he didn't judge me for being gay,
and I wasn't going to judge him for his sex life, either. If anything, I
was proud and maybe even a little envious of his sexcapades.

Carla's phone call came out of the blue, and when she asked me to meet her
for a drink, I was surprised, and maybe a little weirded out. I hoped she
wasn't going to hit on me, but that definitely tuned out not to be the
case.

"So, Chase has this little... thing he wants to try," she said
conspiratorially. I nodded, wondering what in the world he hadn't tried at
this point.

"He's been talking about trying it out with a guy," she went on, and my
heart started to race. "I've tried fucking him with a strap-on, and he
loves it, but he says it's not the same. Says he wants to try the real
thing."

I swallowed nervously, signaled the bartender for another drink. Even for
Chase, even as tight and open as we were with each other, this was maybe
too much information. She leaned in, checking to make sure we couldn't be
overheard, and continued.

"So, last week, we were playing," she said with a half-grin. "He was right
on the verge, you know, seven inches of my best toy up inside him... and he
moaned out, well... your name. I've never seen him come so hard, and I have
seen that boy come many, many times."

My mouth went dry, and I practically snatched the drink from the
bartender's hand, downing half of it in one long gulp. I was scared to hear
any more, had really heard too much, but fuck me, my cock was raging inside
my jeans. Carla's eyes flicked down at it briefly, and she smiled, then
placed her hand over mine on the bar.

"Honey, you know that doesn't faze me one bit," she said with a warm
smile. "Hell, I think it's hot as hell. You two are very hot boys. So, I
was thinking..."

...

My brother had the biggest smile I'd ever seen, his muscly jock body
looking amazing, naked and spread out on Carla's sofa, his eyes
blindfolded. He was practically quivering with anticipation at what was to
come - all he knew was that his girl had a very special surprise planned
for him. A special treat, she called it.

I was just as hard as him, even harder, even though Carla was right there,
looking pretty spectacular herself in some high-end lingerie. I mean, not
my thing, but that wasn't the point. I took a big, deep hit on the joint
she presented to me as she whispered in my ear, with a slight, gentle
caress of my ass.

"Forget I'm even here, baby," she whispered. "Go make love to that
beautiful boy. Make his dreams come true. Trust me... he'll love you even
more for doing this for him."

She slipped away to the dark corner of the room, sinking into the armchair
there, and watched as I stepped over to him. When Chase felt my hand,
unmistakably a man's strong, firm hand, caress his beautifully muscled
form, his cock throbbed even harder and he moaned through an even deeper
smile. "Oh yeah," he whispered huskily.

He loved my mouth on his big young cock, even more than I loved the taste
and feel of him. I've been told I have a bit of a talented mouth, and I
gave Chase my best effort, because I'd come this far, and if you're gonna
do a job, do it right, yeah? When he tasted his own young cum on my tongue
as we kissed for the first time ever, he seemed surprised, but quickly
sucked it clean, moaning into my mouth and arching his sweaty, muscled form
up against mine. The feel of my epically hard cock pressing against his
perfect jock butt made him roll his hips up, hungrily.

"Do it, buddy," he panted. "Fuck me, bro."

There was no way he could've known it literally was his bro, as I slowly
sank into his tight, warm, willing hole, watching his muscles tense with
pleasure all over, and his insatiable young cock throb right back into full
hardness. He took it like a natural, clutching at the big muscles of my
arms, my chest, wrapping those athlete's thighs around me and pulling me in
even deeper, harder. He was loving it, I was loving it, it was the most
amazing, kinkiest, hottest experience of my young life so far. I'd never
been harder, felt thicker, felt more into sex than I did right now,
balls-deep in my sexy, studly little bro. Fuck, I loved this horny little
motherfucker.

I had no plan for the endgame, no idea how to engineer the finish. I was
too wrapped up in the best fuck of my life so far, determined to pleasure
my brother the best way I knew how. His hands explored my sweaty body
appreciatively, not at all tentative, loving the feel of a man's muscles
the same way I did. He was truly discovering something new, and loving it.

"Aw fuck, I'm gonna come," I growled, before I could remember to hide the
sound of my voice. His smile twitched, a look of confusion, of recognition
on his face, and his mouth widened into a huge O.

"Oh fuck... no way," he moaned. "Fuck, I gotta know, gotta see..."

Before I could do anything, he reached up and pushed the blindfold off, and
our eyes met. I was petrified, but I could not stop fucking, it was beyond
my control. All I could do was ride it out. And when he smiled at me, that
big excited grin of discovery I knew so well, and moaned out my name, I
couldn't stop the flood of cum that blasted out of me, all the way deep up
inside him.

"Oh fuck, big bro," he wailed, hands locking onto the bulging muscles of my
upper arms as I strained through the hugest cum of my life. "Awww, you're
making me cum, Billy!"

And cum he did, seemingly endless hot thick blasts all over him and me
both, painting our sweat-dripping brother muscles with his thick young
seed. Even as his body shuddered with his orgasm, he curled up to me and
kissed me, hard, deep, long, wet, loving.

"Fuck, big bro," he panted as he flopped back on the sweat-soaked sofa
cushions. "Fucking love you so much, dude... thank you..."

We kissed again, sweeter this time, more relaxed, beautiful. And for the
first time, I remembered we weren't alone, as we looked over to see Carla,
his girl shuddering through an intense orgasm of her own. Chase looked at
me with that horny grin again, rubbing one hand over my pecs, still hard
with the post-fuck pump, running through his cum and my sweat.

"So, now that you've showed me something new... how about I return the
favor, big bro?"

I couldn't help but laugh, and shrugged. What the hell... playing grown-up
games with my little brother was turning out to be a lot of fun indeed. Why
not?