Date: Wed, 29 Aug 2001 15:47:31 -0700
From: R C <rcfromic@hotmail.com>
Subject: My Brother and I: How It Started

This is a true story about my brother and I.  I guess I should explain a few
details about my childhood, because it is different then most.  My brother
and I grew up with just our father and our father was a nudist who smoked a
lot of pot when he got home from work and raised us in the same manner.  My
father, brother and I rarely wore clothes around the house and never swam in
our pool with trunks.  Being that I was the youngest, I was the last one to
get pubes.  I was always fascinated with them.  I remember how I used to
love looking at my dad's nicely tanned built Italian body, with a great
hairy chest that connected to his treasure trail, leading to that thick
patch of pubes.  When my brother started sprouting his pubes, there was no
way of hiding it, nor did he want to hide it.  My dad proudly declared that
my brother was becoming a man.  I remember being so jealous.  In the two
years before I started sprouting my own pubes, I would look at my brother's
body and watch how his pubes became thicker and how he was getting hair
under his arms.  Since we shared a bedroom, at night I would hear my brother
making those not so subtle grunting/sheet rustling noises of him jerking
off.  I would lie still, but I would be so fucking turned on at the same
time.

By the time I was 13, I started sprouting my own pubes and proudly showed
them off, at the same time I was going through a very intense sexual
awaking.  I remember after I had my first orgasm and how afterwards I could
not get enough of it.  I jerked off every chance I got.  I was popping
boners all the time, even around my dad and brother.  It seemed I could not
control it!  One day, it was the beginning of June and hot as hell already.
School had just let out for the Summer and my brother was out front mowing
the grass.  I ran into our bedroom, so I could get some release!  I still
had my fetish for my brother's pubes and how every once in a while, I could
get a whiff of his manhood in the house.  So I went into our bedroom, pulled
out a pair of my brother's dirty underwear out of the hamper and I started
to jack off.  I could smell where my brother's sweaty cock and balls used to
be.  I was so into what I was doing that I did not hear the lawnmower stop
nor did I hear my brother enter the house.  I was just jerking to the point
of no return as my brother entered the room.    With my brother's underwear
clutched in one hand and my hand quickly stroking my squirting cock in the
other, I saw the door open and my brother enter the room.  I remember I was
in shock and scared at the same time.  I was just lying there, still panting
as the last bit of jizz left my body.  My brother just stood there for a
second and kind of smiled and said "Well at least I won't have to wait for
you to come out of the bathroom."  Still shaken from the experience, I just
kind of smiled and started to sit up and then my brother noticed what was in
my hand.  "What the hell is this?" he said as he grabbed the underwear out
of my hand.  He saw that the underwear was his and said something like "What
the hell are you doing with my underwear?"  I remember being scared shitless
and started apologizing profusely.  Then my brother, wearing only these red
shorts and covered in sweat from working outside, pulled down his shorts,
revealing his quickly hardening cock.  My brother standing in front of me
naked and covered in sweat then said to me "Maybe you want the real thing
huh?" and proceeded to grab the back of my head and force my face against
his hard dick and sweat glistening pubes.  While he was clean, his dick
smelled intoxicating.  I did not what to do.  I wanted him badly, but was
afraid to make a move.  My brother then grabbed his achingly hard dick and
pressed it against my mouth/lips.  He said "You know you want it, come on
suck on it."  Then I did it.  I opened my mouth and his cock slid in.  Then
his most animalistic desires took over.  He held the back of my head on his
15-year-old cock, while he fucked my face with a frenzied lust.  He only
lasted a couple of minutes before he started screaming that he was going to
cum.  He moaned with gusto as he emptied his nuts down my throat, I just
swallowed all I could, still dazed from everything.  As he pulled his dick
out of my mouth, he squeezed and wiped the last drops of cum on my tongue
and then started yelling, "Fuck, fuck, fuck" as he went into the shower.  I
cleaned up the bedroom and washed off my cum that was still on me from my
jerk off.  The rest of the day and evening, my brother was extremely quiet.
Even our dad commented on it.  When my brother and I went to bed, he finally
started talking and apologized for what he did.  I on the other hand, afraid
that I would not be able to do it again with him, told him that it was ok
and that I would do again if he wanted.  Needless to say, he dick sprung to
attention and he agreed to let me blow him again as he sat on the edge of
his bed.  The next morning, I awoke to his dick at full attention and him
asking me to provide him with a little release.  I blew him again no
problem!  As soon as our dad was at work, we were going at it again and
again.  In fact I am 32 now and my brother and I still have incredible sex.
We now fuck, suck, top, bottom and have had many adventures, if you want to
know more, let me know!