Date: Tue, 10 Dec 2002 11:17:36 -0800 (PST) From: dancingfool@rocketmail.com Subject: Happy Birthday, Bro! Happy Birthday, Bro By dancingfool@rocketmail.com What I want to tell you about is his birthday. Yeah, there's a lot of stuff that went before, and that's another story, but this is what happened when my little brother turned 30. Alex had started our sex life the summer after my junior year at college in New York, when he was 17 and I was 21. I was living by myself in a summer sublet and he came to visit me. I don't know where he found the nerve, but like I say, that's another story. Anyway, although fucking with my little brother had never occurred to me before we did it, it was hotter than anything I'd ever imagined -- in no time I realized that he was the only guy for me! The fact is, he's beautiful. He's 6'4" and blue-eyed, with a strong jaw and a straight nose. Back then he was dark blonde and thin as a rake but big-boned and gawky, and getting hairy in all the right places. And he'd just grown a sexy new mustache. He's only gotten better since then -- the hair has darkened and he wears it short, and now he's got a full beard, also clipped short. For balance, I'll add that I'm not exactly chopped liver myself -- 6'2" and thin with narrow hips, red hair, blue eyes and a red goatee. I don't go to a gym like he does, but twenty years of dancing have given me a pretty decent shape. For several years after we discovered each other, I was moving around the country to dance in various ballet companies, and he was starting his career at United, so we didn't live together, or even anywhere near each other. Every time we got together, though -- family vacations, visits home at the holidays, or trips together -- we fucked like weasels. One time I catalogued the locales and realized that over those six years we'd had sex in ten different states. (One afternoon on a visit home to Maryland, I fucked him in his own bed with our father right on the other side of the wall!) By 1990 I had a job in the San Francisco Opera Ballet and I knew I wanted to stay in SF. Alex was living in Virginia (vaguely near our parents), so I suggested he get United to transfer him out to San Francisco so we could live together. He went for it instantly. So that November found us setting up house in a big, airy one-bedroom apartment in a prewar building at the corner of Bush and Jones Streets downtown. We didn't have to discuss the fact that we were going to be sharing my big four-poster bed -- there was no question of separate rooms. Like any couple, we've settled into a rhythm of life, and while our schedules vary all the time -- he changes shifts every month at United, and my ballet and word processing gigs are often odd hours -- some things are pretty regular. (You might think it would get old, but our hunger for each other and delight in the perversity of our incestuous gay "marriage" never abates -- my brother is the one guy who _always_ makes me hard.) As I said, we share a bed and always sleep in the buff, and whoever gets home first is usually waiting for the other, naked and hard. It's incredibly exciting to get back after a late shift, put my key in the door, and know that my brother is waiting for me on the other side of it without a stitch on, hard as a rock! Of course I'm always hard in my pants at the thought. I open the door and there he is, grinning from ear to ear in his birthday suit, his cock standing at attention. We hug and kiss, and if he's really horny, he slips me some tongue. Sometimes we just stand there in the foyer sucking face while he gets me out of my clothes. If there's tongue, I know that we have to fuck before there's going to be any dinner: he leads me into the bedroom, lies back on our bed, scoots up toward the headboard and spreads those long hairy legs to present me with his already lubricated asshole. I crawl up after him, hunker down over him on all fours, and slide my penis home inside him and say, "Hi, Brother." He says "Hi, Brother" right back. He knows the best way to turn me on is with what we call "brother smut": he calls me "Brother" and "Bro" and eggs me on with, "Yeah Bro, put it up me! Fuck your horny little brother -- give me that big brothercock and shoot a big wad of brother jizz inside me!" I try to make it last as long as possible, but the need to cum inside him is always overpowering! We swap spit (his saliva's almost as thick as his cum!) and grin and laugh into each other's faces until I grunt out my orgasm, reveling in the feeling of the semen surging up through my penis and spurting into my brother's rectum. Often the shoe is on the other foot, of course: I welcome _him_ home and undress _him_, and then spread my legs for him -- it doesn't matter who's on top, just as long as my brother and I are fucking! At the beginning, I was always on top, but when I finally begged for it, he discovered he could have as much fun fucking me as the other way around, and I think it really boosted his confidence. All I know is that I was on my back for over a month! Sometimes I think the best part is afterwards, lying there panting on his hairy body, his arms and legs wrapped around me, nuzzling his sweaty neck while I come down to earth and get ready to make him cum for me. We can cum together, but he loves to watch me while I shoot inside him, and nothing's more beautiful to me than my brother's face in orgasm. I love watching him so much that I had to put a mirror over the head of our bed, and another on his closet door opposite the foot of the bed. Now while we're fucking we can look either way and star our own porn movie. And when he's screwing me doggie-style, I can still see his gorgeous face while he's cumming. And we couldn't have done without the mirrors when he was teaching me to masturbate him -- he has a special twisting stroke, and I had to know how to bring him off just the way he likes it. For a week we practiced a couple of hours a day in our bed, him sitting between my legs and lying back against me, while I stroked his meat and watched his face in the mirror, loving the sight of him cradled in my arms and legs, accepting my loving. ( ( ( The one big difference between my brother and me, though, is that, while he's the only guy for me, I'm not the only one for him. Occasionally he likes to do it with other guys -- regular fuck-buddies and even strangers -- and he's such a sexy guy that he gets offers in the street (or, as he likes to say, "_dans la rue")._ But I'm never jealous -- after all, no one can change the fact that we're brothers, and he always comes home to me. Actually it makes me hot as hell to know my horny little cumhound of a brother is out there getting his ass plowed while I'm working or rehearsing! One evening in our first year together I slid inside him to find his asshole already slick with some other guy's load. "And where's my trampy little brother spent his afternoon?" I demanded. With a sheepish grin he rolled his eyes and said, "Oh, just tied to a bed in a hotel down the street." Then smirked and added, "I met this German tourist, see." "You little fucker!" I cried in mock outrage. "So now I get sloppy seconds?" "Hey, it's all I have left, Bro," he explained reasonably. " -- and anyway you know you like it. At least I didn't cum -- I saved that for you!" "Really?" "In fact, I was thinking about you while he was doing me, and how hot it would make you to feel his load up inside me." "Aw, that's my little slut," I grinned, "always thinking of his brother!" Laughing, I started slamming into him (he loves it rough), and five minutes later I was pumping another load of brother jizz into his hungry hole. ( ( ( Because Alex works for an airline, he's got pals all over the world. He can pick guys up anywhere, and some of them become good friends. I've gotten to know some of them, and they become my friends as well. So he's always getting calls from all over the place. One afternoon last July the phone rang. "G'day, mate -- is that you, Nick?" came a voice down the phone. It was Don, a nurse from Sydney. Although he hadn't been in town for over a year, his accent gives him away instantly. Now, Don's more than twenty years older than Alex, and he's more than a buddy -- Alex calls him 'Dad.' Our real dad's not a possibility, but Don and Alex really get into the father-son thing, and it always sounded pretty hot to me, too. Don's a great guy, and of course he knows about us -- he's totally, cool about it, too. The best thing about him, though, is that he loves my brother and treats him like a prince. "Howdy, Don -- long time no see! How are you, anyway?" "Can't complain -- but you know I never do! 'Ow about you?" "Oh, I'm just fine," I said, "but where are you? When are we going to see you next?" "Well, that's what I'm callin' about, mate," he replied. "Hans and I have got another 'oliday booked up, and we're gonna be in yer neck o' the woods at the end of next week." (Hans is Don's steady, a bearish guy about his age, and Alex says he's hairy as an ape under his clothes. I know they fool around whenever Alex stays with them!) "That's great, Don! It's been too long, and Alex was just pining for his old Dad last night -- he'll be thrilled! Which day do you get in?" "A week from Saturday we're on UA862, and it lands at 10:00am." "Oh, wow -- that's his birthday! And it's a big one, the big three-oh." Then I hesitated, because Alex and I have a birthday ritual. "But there's just one problem, Don -- we always spend our birthdays together. We've done it ever since we've lived here." "Oh, I see -- that's 'ow it is, is it?" he laughed and then paused for a moment. " -- Oh, yes, now I remember! He told me about yer little brotherly tradition. Now, 'ow does it go? First, dinner at that beef place you two are so mad about, and then the birthday boy spends the rest of the night on his back, taking it up the arse from his brother -- isn't that it?" "Oh, good -- at least you already know!" "Well, I wouldn't dream of interfering with yer little incest game -- you know I'm not that sorta chap," he chuckled. "Hans and I can happily entertain ourselves until Sunday. -- And then we'll surprise the pair of you while you're still at it!" But an idea had suddenly occurred to me. "Unless?" I trailed off. "Unless?" repeated Don. I couldn't believe I hadn't thought of this before. "I don't know if you'll be up for this, but you know what, Don? You and Hans could help me make a fantasy come true for my little Bro -- a perfect birthday present." "'Ow's that then?" he asked, intrigued. "Well, you know, what he's always fancied is -- " I paused and then forged on, " -- well, a family fuck, Don. You know -- Daddy Don, Uncle Hans, and Brother Nick, all in the same bed, one after another. I think we could modify the birthday ritual for that, don't you?" "Whoa!" he gasped. "You must be mental! I dunno what to say!" I let him think for a minute and then decided to brazen it out. "Well, say you'll talk to Hans about it, why don't you? Think about it -- aren't two sons better than one? You know I've always thought you were hot, and I'm happy to call you Dad as well." "Coo!" he snorted. "I knew you two were fearless, but I didn't expect this. Not a bad notion, though!" He was still stunned, but I could see him warming to the idea. "But it has to be a surprise, so don't call again -- send me an email, and make sure it goes to my work address." "Righto, then, I'll bounce it off me mate here and let you know." And we rang off. Of course I had the email the next day. It seems that Hans had jumped at the idea, and had already been thinking along similar lines. Honestly, I think Don's hesitation was only because he liked what he had with Alex already, and he worried that this might change it. I couldn't say it wouldn't, but I was willing to risk a lot to see my brother get his sexual wishes granted. I was a bit conflicted myself, though -- I want my brother all to myself, but I can't pass up a chance to see him in hog heaven! ( ( ( After an endless week Saturday rolled around. Since Alex and I have no secrets from each other, a week of keeping my mouth shut had been pretty difficult. (I'd had Don send his message to my work address because we see each other's email all the time.) Both of us had had to work, but the reservation was made at House of Prime Rib, and we were at a table in a booth by 7:30. I love HPR, but anticipation of the night ahead was taking away my appetite, and I never want to drink a lot when I'm looking forward to a night with my brother. By nine we'd finished our dinner and were walking down Van Ness, and he had figured out by now that something was up. When I didn't turn left at Bush toward the apartment, he finally asked, "So, like, what's the deal, Big Brother?" "Well, it's a special birthday today, so I've cooked up a little surprise." "Oh, really?" He raised an eyebrow. "Something we can combine with the usual? 'Cause I've been looking forward all day to having my big brother on top of me. It's my _right!_ I'm already kinda hard you-know-where, Bro," he smirked, making a show of adjusting his crotch through his pants pocket. (He was starting the brother smut a little early!) "Oh, yes." I returned. "It definitely _includes_ the usual -- I wouldn't change that for anything -- but I thought I'd enhance it for you this time." He narrowed his eyes at me for a moment. "So, like, give me a hint, Bro," he finally pleaded. Sphinx-like, I replied, "You'll get all the hints you need in good time." So he left it for the moment, and followed me down to Ellis, where we finally turned left. The first several blocks are through the Tenderloin, and a bit desolate. But we could see the Hilton as soon as we turned the corner, and as we kept walking, Alex put two and two together. "So it's a walk down memory lane, huh?" "More of a return to the scene of the crime!" I laughed. "Does the number 1163 ring any bells?" "You're incredible!" he laughed. "That was over nine years ago! Is that the room number? How can you remember?" "I had a shirt cleaned -- remember? -- and they printed the room number in the collar in indelible ink. I've still got it." "You're amazing, Brother -- is that where we're going?" "Sure is!" "So we're going to be in the very same room where we fucked for the first time ever, where I finally gave it up for Big Brother?" "And you didn't think I cared, did you?" I said ironically. "Was that great trip or what? We checked in at about 4:30, and by 4:37 I was inside you!" "Yeah," he grinned back. "And then there was that bellhop at the door and I hid in the bathroom while you answered the door in your shorts!" "Can you believe they were expecting newlyweds?" I crowed. Somehow, the hotel had gotten the impression when Alex made the reservation that he'd just gotten married, and part of the honeymoon package included delivery of a basket of goodies to the room on check^^in. It really couldn't have been timed worse: we were actually fucking when the porter knocked on the door. We couldn't even find Alex's clothes, and I only had time to pull on some shorts before I answered the door! And of course I had no idea why he was bringing us this basket -- we only worked it out later from the card. "But they were right after all, weren't they, Bro?" he said, sliding his arm around my shoulders. "Gee," I murmered, " -- and I didn't think you had a romantic bone in your body!" I had picked up the cardkey earlier in the day, so we went straight up to the eleventh floor. This was perfect: he thought he'd figured out the surprise, but that was only half of it! When we got out of the elevator, I gave him the cardkey and followed him down the hall. When he reached the door he slid in the card and pushed it open. I was standing right there facing him, so I got a good look when his jaw dropped. "G'day, Son! What've you got for yer old dad?" Don's voice boomed out. He was standing in the middle of the room in nothing but a Speedo, his arms flung wide. Hans was at the minibar at the far side of the king-sized bed with a towel around his waist, swirling something amber in a glass. They'd obviously had a dip in the pool. Alex blinked a couple of times, gaped at me for a moment, and then turned back to Don. "Dad!" he cried. "What are you doing here?" "Well, we had to come and give you your birthday surprise, didn't we?" And he strode to the door, pulled Alex into the room and enfolded him in a bear hug. I followed them in, pulling the door shut, and Hans and I joined them in a group hug -- it was really the land of the giants. Don is the same height as Alex, nearly hairless, rangy and brown as a nut, with deep-set eyes, salt-and-pepper hair and goatee on his craggy chin -- he's a beautiful man. Hans's hairline has receded a bit, but he makes up for it with a heavy black beard and mustache. Although he's two inches shorter than I, he must outweigh me by 75 pounds -- he's got a big handsome belly, but the rest of it's muscle. When we broke our hug, Hans gave Don what he'd been mixing and helped me and Alex to drinks as well. We relaxed on the couches around the coffee table and caught up. They'd stopped in Bali on the way over, and of course we had to hear about that. The conversation gave me a chance to admire the two nearly naked hunks and they way they were focusing on my sexy brother (and me), and I was definitely starting to get horny. At intervals Alex remembered what a surprise this was and would shake his head and laugh in disbelief. After we'd chatted a while and he'd started working it out in his head, he looked sidelong at me and said, "Is this what I think it is?" I feigned ignorance, but Hans cut right to the chase. "Thought you'd never ask, Boyo! That's right -- it's time for a family fuck!" Slowly a smile spread over Alex's handsome face, and he kissed me first, then Don, and then Hans. Hans, sitting next to him on the couch, already had a big hairy paw on my brother's crotch, and Don was clearly filling up his swim suit. Hans dropped his towel to reveal his burgeoning erection and started helping Alex out of his clothes, and Don started opening my pants as I unbuttoned my shirt. A minute later we were standing in a circle, our arms around each other and four rods pointing toward the center. I was facing Hans, admiring his furry body and hugely thick cock, with Don on my right and Alex on my left. Grinning like fools and joining in a low moan of anticipation, we rubbed each other's backs and asses, grinding our thighs together and trading sloppy kisses left right and center. "Do you guys know about this room?" Alex asked. They shook their heads. "This is the room where my brother fucked me for the first time! We were on a trip together, and we finally did it -- got the lube, got the nerve, and finally fucked. And now it's going to be the room where my whole family fucks me for the first time. Aww -- I love you guys!" "Wotta a family -- I guess we're really part of it now!" said Don. "Incest is best, eh boys?" Hans added. I grinned and nodded. Finally I realized they were all waiting for me to make the next move. So I led Alex over to the bed and had him lie down with his head on a pillow. Kneeling next to him I cocked an eyebrow at him; he lifted his hips for another pillow and spread his long hairy thighs wide. Stretching out at his side and stroking his chest, I said, "I think it's time for Dad to start the fun, Bro -- don't you?" Alex just grinned wide-eyed at Don and nodded eagerly. Don looked at Hans, who dropped to his knees at the foot of the bed and sucked his lover's whole cock into his mouth to lube it up. I cupped my palm at Alex's mouth and he filled it with a great wad of his viscous spit. Gently I rubbed it into the hairy furrow of his asshole while Don groaned and thrust his dick deeper into Hans's beard. Alex filled my palm again and I lovingly worked it into his anus; the third wad I spread on his rigid tool, masturbating him with the expertise of long practice. Don climbed onto the bed between Alex's legs, and leaned over him to position his slick glans at Alex's dilating hole. "Say hello to Daddy, Son," he smiled, looking Alex in the face and pressing against his sphincter. "Oh, Daaaaad," groaned Alex, arching his back and rolling his eyes back. Inch by inch Don's long fucker disappeared into my brother as I slowly jerked his velvety prong. Alex opened his eyes and grinned his delight to me, and then growled to Don, "Oh yeah, Dad, fill me up!" Don pulled partway out and then slammed in against Alex's cheeks. Closing his eyes he began to thrust rhythmically into my brother's ass, moaning all the while. Hans climbed onto the other side of the bed, the better to watch his lover pound my brother's fuckhole. With one paw he gripped Don's shoulder, and with the other stroked his own thick sausage. The smell of musk filled the room. Intently I watched Alex's face, making sure I kept him just below climax while his dad gave him what he needed -- I can always tell how close he is just by how fast he's breathing. By turns Alex closed his eyes and surrendered to the sensations we were giving him and opened them again to watch the ecstatic Don. Hans and I smiled at each other in happy complicity, rigid with lust as we egged on the two happy fuckers. Suddenly Don reached a shattering orgasm. "Unh, unh, unh -- Jesus!" he grunted and swore, throwing his head back, and then he flopped forward to grin at Alex. Gently he lowered himself onto my brother and kissed him; Alex eagerly sucked his dad's tongue into his mouth. Finally Don raised his head and turned to Hans for another kiss. Slowly he lifted himself up and pulled his erection from Alex's ass. A long heavy thread of semen stretched between his cockhead and my brother's hole; Hans -- the animal -- leaned in and slurped it up, and then lapped Don's cock clean. The whole scene was making me giddy with lust, and involuntarily I ground my drooling cock against my brother's hip. Mercifully he reached down and grasped me tightly and gave me a brotherly kiss. Don eased himself off the bed and Hans immediately took his place between Alex's knees. His fat manfucker curved wickedly up out of the dense thicket of his pubes and he grasped Alex's ankles and lifted them high. "Don't let our little stud cum too soon," he growled at me. "I want him to feel and love every stroke I give him." I replied, "He's the boss, Uncle Hans -- I only live to serve." But Alex put his mind at rest. "Don't worry Uncle -- I'm saving it till my brother's inside me. "Perverts!" Hans grinned broadly and pushed his great mushroom against Alex's ass pucker. "Open up for Uncle!" I watched in amazement as Hans's enormous girth stretched Alex's hole wider and wider. Alex's eyes shut and he grimaced as he willed himself to open up to Hans's meat, but his cock never softened for a moment. Gruff as he pretended to be, Hans was gentle as he eased himself in, watching Alex's face closely. Finally his hairy bush was flattened against Alex's balls -- Alex opened his eyes and grinned. "That's my boy!" roared Hans. "Nobody stretches you wider, eh Son?" Alex just shook his head and smiled. Don put a hand on his lover's back and with the other began to tease Hans's fleshy nipple; he nodded to me to take the other. Releasing my brother's penis, I shifted onto my knees beside Hans and began twist and squeeze his plump tit. Alex took over the slow masturbation of his own prick while I drank in the sight of Hans's thick meat sliding under his balls and in and out of his hungry anus. Hans groaned and sighed under Don's and my ministrations, throwing his head back and forth while plowing Alex's furrow. Don reached down and gripped his lover's balls from behind as he fucked, twisting and pulling the heavy scrotum with practiced confidence. "Oh, yes," hissed Hans, slamming Alex harder, "squeeze those bollocks, mate -- twist 'em for me!" He began a low groan deep in his chest as Don increased the tension on the hairy ballsack, slowly rising from bass to baritone as he approached his orgasm. His knuckles whitened on Alex's ankles and at last his wave of lust crested in a roar of joy and he ejaculated his thick cream into my brother. He fell onto his hands over Alex's body, gasping for breath and still grunting with the aftershocks of his climax. Lowering his face to Alex's he gave him a deep kiss and shifted back onto his haunches. After a moment he pulled his fat dick out of my brother and grinned at me. "All yours, mate," he said. "Time for the real thing now -- brother on brother!" Giddy with anticipation and lust, I finally knelt between Alex's spread legs. My cock was painfully hard and bobbing with each heartbeat. The joy on my brother's face was all I needed to see. "Having fun, Bro?" I asked. "Is this what you wanted?" He just grinned wider, telegraphing his love to me, and reached for my cock. Never taking his eyes off mine, he guided my rigid tool to his sloppy fuckhole. The thick coating of Don and Hans's semen eased my entrance, and there was an audible squelch as my long penis filled the last inch of my little brother's rectum. Fucking my brother is always Nirvana, but somehow doing it in front of Don and Hans, his surrogate dad and uncle, made it more intense than ever. He looked up into my eyes and whispered, "God I love you, Bro." Lowering my head to him, I opened my mouth to cover his. I probed with my tongue; he gobbled it in, moaning aloud and urgently sucking me into both ends of his body. From an inch apart we gazed into each other's eyes; I lifted my hips and rammed them against his spread buttocks. His eyes squeezed shut; Alex grunted and came. His hot jism oozed out onto his belly in a thick flow, gushing as he pumped out wad after wad of brothercum. Starved for his seed, I broke our liplock; he scooped his sperm into his palm and fed it to me. I licked his hand clean again and again, greedily sucking down his rich brothercream. "Oh, Alex," I groaned, and again covered his mouth with mine. Sucking his breath into my lungs and lifting my hips again, I ground my pelvis against his ass cheeks. Again I lifted my ass and slammed against him, and again and again, finally beginning my own rush toward climax. Alex wrapped his arms around me and threw his legs wide, groaning out his lust for me. Knowing how much my brother wants me only intensifies my need for him. Rhythmically pounding his hairy ass I climbed toward my own orgasm; gasping and groaning I came, sending bolt after bolt of brotherseed into his asshole. When the haze of lust and joy began to lift, I opened my eyes to Alex's blissful smile. He was working his hand between our sweating bodies to his reawakened cock, and I knew he needed to cum again. We're both the same: the excitement of being fucked is intense enough, but the thrill of taking the lover's load is overpowering. Alex frantically beat his thick meat over my waiting hand, and moments later was pumping another copious pool of brotherjuice into my palm. Panting with relief, he flopped back on the pillow, while I slurped down his thick semen. Don and Hans had been transfixed by our performance. On either side of they hypnotically stroked their still hard cocks. Hans let out a long whistle. "That's no joke, is it!" he exclaimed. "You two aren't just playing! Just seeing you boys go at makes me need to get in there again!" Gently I pulled out of Alex's ass and moved aside for Hans, who was practically panting in his urgency. Hans aimed his throbber at Alex's hole, but Alex held up a hand. "Just a sec, Uncle Hans -- lemme turn over." He rolled over onto all fours and arched his back to present Hans with his humpy ass. "Come on, Unc -- I'm ready now," he leered over his shoulder at Hans. Hans needed no encouragement. With a grunt of excitement he leapt on my brother, grabbed his waist in both hands and forced his boyfucker into him with a single thrust. Alex grinned wickedly at me and then beckoned to Don. "Hey, Dad, come and feed me some daddydick." Speechless with excitement, Don climbed onto the bed in front of my brother and offered him his achingly rigid penis. Alex engulfed it, and dad and uncle grinned at each other over his back. I stood beside them, stroking along with them and eating up the sight of my little brother impaled at both ends by his buddies. Hans pounded away at Alex's butt and Don surrendered to his voracious mouth. For minutes on end the two studs fed my brother cock, swearing and keening and egging each other on, until Hans roared out his ecstasy and pumped another load into his straining fuckchute. Seeing his lover's climax tripped Don's wire and he sent another thick river of spooge down my brother's throat. Alex gulped it down and then tenderly lapped every stray drop out of his Dad's pubes and off his slimy penis and scrotum. Hans watched hungrily, and then finally pulled his great fucktool out of Alex's asshole and flopped down on the bed with his arm over his eyes. "Cooee!" he gasped. "Incredible! What with this and the jetlag, I'll have to sleep for a week!" Looking pretty deflated, Don mopped his brow and sprawled at the head of the bed with Don. He sighed with exhaustion and mumbled, "You can put a blinkin' deaner to that, cobber." Alex got off the bed and stood next to me. His left arm slipped around my waist, and with his right he slowly wanked my turgid penis for a minute before turning to the men. "Well if you guys need a break, you better make some room the bed." Hans grinned up at him. "Perverts, the pair o' ya!" he snickered. "You two'll be at it all night, won't you?" He looked over at Don. "Come on, old thing, let's leave the boys to their incest game, and get some kip." He stood up and offered Don a hand; still breathless his lover got to his feet and smiled at the two of us. "Where are you going?" I asked, mystified. "Isn't this your room?" "Not a bit of it Boyo -- this is the honeymoon suite," Hans winked, " -- we booked the room next door as well, and these two old billy-goats need their kip. You boys enjoy yourselves -- and we'll be ready for more in the morning." They kissed us, collected the towel and swimsuit, and disappeared through the door to the adjoining room. When it shut with a soft click, my brother turned to me, his penis rising again. "Alone at last," I quipped. More seriously, I asked, "Was it good for you, Bro?" "It was the _best_, Bro," he replied, sliding his arms around my waist, " -- I can't believe you made it happen! Woof -- I'm gonna dream about this the rest of my life!" "They haven't left, you know! There'll be more tomorrow, if you want it." "Yeah, and it'll be great too -- but there's only one first time." He reached down between our bodies to squeeze our sticky cocks together. "Ready, Bro? It's not even midnight, and you've only cum once!" "Slut!" I retorted. "Haven't you had enough cock yet?" "Not as long as you're still hard, Big Brother," he grinned. His arm went back around my waist to pull our hips together and he kissed me, sliding his tongue deep into my mouth. Still holding me he backed up and pulled me onto the bed on top of him. We rolled on the bed, eating each other alive, until finally he spread his hairy legs for me and guided my cock back inside him. Taking my time, I thrust slowly and steadily into his well-lubed rectum as our tongues wrestled in our joined mouths. I broke our kiss to pull back and looked him in the face, knowing I was going to be inside him all night. Gradually accelerating my strokes into his body, I laughed, "Happy Birthday, Bro!"