Date: Mon, 4 Nov 2013 12:33:58 +0000
From: Marcus DaCosta  <marcusdacosta@hotmail.co.uk>
Subject: Half-brothers: Chapter 4

This story is about the growing relationship between a 22 year old man and
his 12 year old half-brother. If this is not your thing, or is illegal to
read where u are, please click the exit button. Otherwise enjoy. I will
appreciate your comments, instructions and participation as the journey
progresses. Details at the bottom. This story is based on true events and
is compiled from my diary and from memories of what happened when I met my
older half-brother from whom I had been estranged since birth. Names and
places are changed to protect my identity. The story is told from the
perspective of my older brother. All usual nifty pre-ambles and legal bits
apply.

Characters:

DEAN COLLINS: 22 years old
JAKE LANSDOWN: 12 year old half-brother of Dean
JASON aka 'SHANKS': Friend of Jake, age unknown at this stage.

RECAP:

I didn't have time to reply before my door opened, Jake crept in, lifted
the covers and climbed under them. I moved right to the edge of the bed to
give him room and he immediately sprawled out using up every inch of
available space. Neither of us spoke, not even to say 'goodnight', I lay
there wondering whether Jake was gonna try touching me or playing with me
while I slept and finally decided upon the philosophy of 'what I don't know
won't hurt me'.  We both lay on our backs next to each other and once again
Jake took my almost lifeless hand, this time, instead of resting them on
his leg or his stomach, he rested our hands on MY bare thigh. He began
stroking the inside of my thigh gently until tiredness took the better of
me and I drifted off to sleep.

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CHAPTER 4: The Decision

I woke up about 4.30am, it was so hot in the room and I was dripping with
sweat, I wanted to go and open the balcony door but I was weighed down with
the weight of a sleeping young man. I was lying on my back and Jake was
lying on his stomach with his head resting on my shoulder, his arm was
draped over my torso and his left leg was raised up and was resting on my
thigh. I had my left arm around him and my hand was laid gently on the
small of his back. One of us had obviously kicked the sheets onto the floor
because of the heat. Jake was out for the count. I lay there contemplating
the last two days, trying to understand what was happening between us, and
why I was letting it continue. From my point of view there had been no
sexual intention, I had never had a sexual encounter with a man or boy
before and I had never given a thought to it really.  However, over the
last two days Jake has stripped in front of me, masturbated in front of me,
jumped in the shower with me, held my hand, and grabbed my dick. All of
these occurrences could have been innocent to a degree, or bravado, boyish
playfulness, but now I find myself naked in my bed, with my brother draped
naked over me. I was starting to enjoy the sensation, even wanting to 'take
over' and become the instigator, I felt like sliding my hand down and
exploring his ass with my fingers, I wanted to touch his dick and see if I
could get him hard without waking him up, these desired were perplexing. I
wondered how far HE planned to take things? Perhaps he isn't a virgin. I
had so many questions, but I would feel like a pervert if I started a
conversation about these things with him, so I decided NOT to instigate
anything, not to talk about anything he does to me unless HE starts the
conversation. I decided just to let him have 'free-reign', and not stop
him, in fact I will submit to and even encourage any activity he wants to
engage in, as 'experimental behaviour' and 'run with it', but HE has to
always be in control, then I will never risk getting into trouble or taking
it too far. The prospect excited me, partly because of the unknown aspect.

Saying that, I DID decide that I will be the instigator of playing
practical jokes and dares, and I suddenly remembered that I owed him for
flicking his piss on me in the toilet the day before, and I had threatened
to take revenge while he was sleeping... NOW was my perfect opportunity.

Inch by inch I slid out from underneath him, and sneaked into the living
area to retrieve his phone. Thankfully he had not put a password
protection, I scrolled to his BBM and was surprised to find that he already
had over 50 contacts. I clicked 'send broadcast message' and typed "woke up
bare early and feeling f**king horny, need some cock". I clicked 'send to
all contacts'. I left his phone on the coffee table and sneaked back into
my room, laying gently back on the bed. I lifted his arm, and slipped under
it resting his hand back on my chest.

He stirred. His hand wondered slightly, stroking my chest lightly until it
found my nipple, his index finger caressed it momentarily before his hand
continued its gentle journey downwards, passing my abs and my navel until
it found its destination. Jake brushed his hand across my dick, cupped his
fingers under my two smooth hairless and sweat-covered balls while his
thumb stroked up and down my shaft. Blood began to rush to the area, and I
reached full strength in a matter of seconds. My dick was like iron. Jake
wrapped his fingers around it and whispered "f**kinghell". He began to pump
it slowly, tightening his grip and picking up pace.

With his other hand he took my hand and lifted it onto his own rock-hard
dick wrapping my fingers around it and then wrapping his hand around mine,
as he assumed me to be asleep. He stopped wanking me for a while and
concentrated on his own pleasure using my hand as a tool. He squeezed my
hand tighter and pumped it up and down faster and faster on his throbbing
cock.

This was the first time I had ever touched another persons dick except for
grabbing on top of clothes during play-fights and sports, this sensation
was unbelievable. Jake raised his knees and opened his legs wider thrusting
his hips up as he f**ked my fist hard and fast. His groaning was getting so
loud I was doubting he could believe I was still asleep, then I realised he
probably wasn't thinking about my condition at all, he was lost in his own
pre-orgasmic bliss. A few more thrusts and he slowed, having his dry orgasm
in my hand. He laid still for a minute, not as still as me though, I was
playing dead. It must have been convincing too coz he leant over and
whispered in my ear as though trying to sow a subconscious thought "thanks
fam, thanks for the helping hand, I'll be f**king ur ass soon fam, just
watch", he kissed me gently on the lips before adding "and u wait til
Shanks gets here fam".

I wondered what that meant, I assumed that Shanks and 'J.Dot' lol have been
messing about with each other like this, I should probably check their
whattsapp or bbm conversation tomorrow and see if Jake tells him about
this.  While I was day-dreaming, Jake resumed his attention of my
still-hard dick, he pumped harder and faster, pre-cum was oozing out of my
slit all over my sweat-covered body, and it was only a few minutes before I
erupted. The first stream shot up and landed on my chin and the rest
squirted out on to my stomach. Jake used his thumb to milk out the last
drops, he then used his hand to gather it all up from my stomach before
proceeding to rub his hands all over his own abs and chest as though
rubbing moisturiser into his skin.  Lastly he licked the glob of cum from
off my chin, and swallowed.

Within minutes, both of us drifted off to sleep again and in typical sunday
style I slept in late. I'm not sure what time Jake got up, but it was
around 10am that I heard him trying to creep back into the room
un-noticed. I remembered my prank on his phone, and felt a bit bad
considering he had treated me to a hand-job since then, but I continued to
act like I was asleep. I was lying on my back, covers still on the floor so
I was totally exposed. I felt Jake stand up on the bed, one foot each side
of my legs. I imagined he was gonna drop something on me, so I braced
myself for pain.

A few seconds later a warm stream of piss began to fall onto my stomach, he
then aimed his piss at my dick for a few seconds before covering my chest,
armpits and neck.

I startled out of my 'sleep', "what the f**k"? I screamed, which I
instantly regretted as he flicked his dick up so that his piss splashed
inside my mouth.

"This will teach u to rape my bbm fam, sending messages like dat fam". He
laughed.

Jake stepped forward, dropped to his knees and sat on my lap, still pissing
hard everywhere, his piss covering the bed as he lowered himself, his butt
settled perfectly on my hard dick, he rocked back and forward a few times,
humping me, knelt up, leaned forward and squeezed the last few squirts of
piss onto my tightly closed lips. He grabbed the base of his dick, and
slapped it over my lips a few times. "Revenge is sweet". He laughed before
he jumped up and rushed out of the room.

"Oh no u don't, bitch" I shouted, "I'm having the first shower, I'm the one
covered in piss"

"F**k you, gayboy" he taunted. I heard the shower turn on, so I dived out
of bed, ran to the bathroom and rushed inside. Jake was sittig on the
toilet to take a shit though, so I WAS gonna get the first shower after
all!

I jumped in the shower, and doused myself in shower gel and began to scrub
the scent of piss from my body. Boy was I gonna have to think of a deep
revenge for this. I was washing my hair when the toilet flushed and Jake
jumped in the shower with me.

"Pass the shower-gel bro" he asked.

"Ur not gonna wait til I'm done?" I questioned.

"Might as well save water" he sniggered. "I mean, we slept in da same
f**king bed, wats da difference"

"Well" I said, not letting on I was aware of any of our 'nocturnal
activity'... "The bed is big enough for the two of us to share, laying next
to each other but without get in each others space".

"Your too f**king shy". Jake exclaimed. "F**k, we're brothers fam, "we
sposed to have fun aint we?"

I avoided directly answering the question, but said "I've never met a kid
as confident and extrovert as u, Jake, you make me feel like a pussy
sometimes".

Jake smiled. "You ARE a f**king pussy". He reached out and took my dick in
his hand, "a pussy with a nice big f**king dick tho". He did not let go. I
stepped back. "Told u" he said "pussy!". He still did not let go. I turned
around giving him my back. He dropped his grip but then reached his arm
around me and grabbed it again. "Definite pussy" he laughed!  His dick was
hard, I could feel it trying to prize my two butt-cheeks apart. Was he
trying to rape me? This was too much too soon so I turned back round and
threw my arms around him pulling him into me, we embraced. My hands were on
his back, and his were resting on the top of my ass. I could feel his hard
dick pressing against my thighs, but mine remained flaccid. I leaned down
and kissed him on his forehead, lingering slightly longer than a usual such
brotherly peck would last for to let him know everything was cool and I had
not stopped his 'game' because I was upset. "I'm gonna go and sort out my
bed" I said, "I'll leave you here to f**k yourself" I winked and then
looked down at his erection.

"I beg u suck it for me fam" He demanded, with a jokey tone in his voice,
trying to disguise the legitimacy of his request.

"Later" I mocked. Wrapping a towel around my waist and teasingly licking my
lips.

"Really?" He pleaded.

I ignored that question, pretending I hadn't heard it, leaving the bathroom
and shut the door behind me. I went into my room, stripped the bed of the
sheets and the mattress cover and put them in the washing machine.  I
dragged my mattress onto the balcony to dry out, dropped my towel, put on a
pair of jogging bottoms and a white vest. I went into the living area and
sat down, flicking the news on, and picking up Jake's phone. I checked his
bbm. His status said "big bro raped my phone. Joker". I skim-read a few
latest conversations but they were the usual schoolboy banter. So I checked
whattsapp. There was a conversation from 'Shanks'. His dp was of a
switchblade so I didn't get to find out what he looked like. I noticed that
they had been sending each other some pics while talking early this
morning, so I scrolled up to the start of the conversation.

"J.Dot, holla when u see dis"

"Kl fam, I'm here, wassup"

"Woke early dude, look, I dunno wat to do wit dis"... I clicked view photo
and gasped at what I saw. There was a photo of an erect dick, it was cut,
black with a small patch of hairs, thin, but at least 7 inches long, it was
being gripped by the fingers of whoever took it (a selfie).

"F**k bwoi, I miss dat styl" Jake had answered.

"It misses u fam, what did ur bro say about me coming London?"

"He said yeah fam".

"Sick, I'll come next weekend dude, prolly friday ayt".

"Can't wait fam"

"U got any from ur bro yet?" 'Shanks' had asked.

"I wanked him off in his sleep but I don't reckon he's up 4 much styl"

"Where is he now?"

"Sleepn" Jake had replied.

"Go take a pic of him fam"

I clicked 'view photo'.

There was a pic of me on the bed asleep naked. I must admit, I looked hot.

"F**k, he IS peng, ur right. I dare u to go suck his dick"

"Ok"

"I want proof".

There was another photo which was a close up of Jakes mouth swallowing a
flaccid dick. Apparently MY flaccid dick.  "He still sleepin?" 'Shanks
asked'

"Yup"

"Go and get ur revenge fam, go piss on him".

That was obviously the end of the conversation. Wow. I had not realised
what had been going on at all.  I wondered what Shanks looked like, I
assume that was HIS dick pic. I wonder what Jake meant by 'I miss
that'. Was Jake sucking his dick? Or getting fucked by him?  I also had
been completely unaware of Jake photographing me with my dick in his mouth.

I put the phone back on the table, and sat there contemplating what to do
about this. Part of me wanted to explore these new emotions and sensations
with him, but part of me wanted to help him retain the innocence of
boyhood. Mind you, considering his actions of the last three days, not to
mention the photo of 'Shanks' dick, I guessed he lost his innocence some
time ago. I was lost in deep consideration.

Jake appeared behind me and stood at the back of the sofa that I was
sitting on and began gently massaging my shoulders. "You look tense fam" he
said. His hands slipped down inside the front of my vest caressing my
chest.

I sensed this was yet another attempt to seduce me. He was relentless.  It
was decision time... Should I put a stop to this right here right now, or
should I surrender to his advances once and for all?...

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If you have enjoyed the opening chapter of this story, please email me at
marcusdacosta@hotmail.co.uk and if there is enough response, chapter five
will follow shortly.

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