Date: Sun, 23 Jan 2005 18:28:25 -0800 (PST)
From: Steve Storyman <stevestoryman@yahoo.com>
Subject: I Wanted My Big Brother - Chapter 4
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I Wanted my Big Brother - Chapter 4
by Steve Storyman
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Copyright 2005 Steve Storyman
January 11, 2005
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Chad Michael Kemmur, 15
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CHAPTER 4
'Let him want me.' I kept hearing my words in my head, but I
felt them stronger in my heart. And I heard ADAM'S words in my
mind, too, 'I'm not mad.' And now he's crying. I didn't know
what to think.
My tears came back, remembering how Adam sounded mad when he
said, 'We just had sex, for God's sake!'
Well, I guess if he's crying, that means he's not mad. Could I
be sure of that? I was trying to think but my brain wasn't
helping.
When I felt my big brother's chest heave, I hugged him as tight
as I could, and my tears came faster.
Adam squeezed harder, too, and it felt so good. I stopped crying
then. I think he did, too. I didn't know what to say but I
tried to say something good.
"Adam, if you're not mad it's okay--everything's okay. Okay?"
Gee, I sounded brilliant.
"No, it's not." His voice sounded choked up bad.
"It really is. I love what we did. A whole lot."
"I made you do this. Had sex with you."
"No--you didn't make me. I wanted you, Adam. I love you so
much!" Oh, my God--I SAID it! I wasn't ready to say it! Why
did I say it?
Adam sat up real fast and turned on the light. He looked weird
with tears still on his face, but he had this sweet look in his
eyes--it's just that he looked a little sad, too.
"What did you say?"
"I love you so much, Adam." I guess he was waiting for me to say
something different, but I didn't know what it was.
He looked at my face a long time. I didn't get nervous, I looked
into his eyes and felt good--they were talking to me and they
weren't mad. Then he smiled a little, and for the first time,
Adam had trouble getting his words right.
"You never . . . said that before, I mean--we're brothers, we
always love each other, right?" He was sitting up now, paying a
lot of attention.
"Yeah, but um--now I love you . . . the other way, too." I could
tell Adam was as nervous as I was. I had my hands together,
fidgeting. Now I knew what 'wringing your hands' meant.
"Chad, don't be nervous. But I gotta--What way did you mean?"
This was it. I gulped. My hand went under the sheet and I
wrapped it around his dick. Then I looked up at him. That was
my answer.
His eyes went wide open. He squirmed a little with my hand on
him like that, but he didn't make me pull it away. I think for
the first time he didn't know what to say. So I said something.
"Adam . . . I thought about this . . . wanted to do this for a
long time."
Adam just kept looking at me. He looked surprised--not shocked,
just a kind of sweet surprised look. I wondered if he really
believed me. Then he got his normal annoyed look--a slightly mad
look but with a little smile.
"Hey squirt, um--you better not be lyin or I'll beat your butt,"
he said, then he laughed.
"I swear Adam, I really love you and I want to do more." I
started jerking him off real slow.
He pulled the covers back, and we both watched his dick, with my
hand on it going up and down. I wanted him to love me that way,
so bad. For the first time, my balls hurt from waiting too long.
My other hand went to work on my own dick.
Adam got on his hands and knees, pushed my shoulders back to the
bed, and stretched his body over mine. My mouth dropped open.
His hot muscular body never felt so good to me. His face was
over mine. His eyes looked so hot, and I wondered what he was
thinking. Then he leaned in and kissed me.
It was a passionate kiss, long and sweaty. His hands went all
over me. He squeezed me tight to him. Then his tongue played
with my lips. I rubbed my body against him. When he slid his
tongue into my mouth, I came.
I grabbed his back, moaning and licking his tongue, squirming and
kicking my legs, loving him and wanting him with all my heart.
He sat up again and looked at the mess I made on both of us.
"You weren't kidding," he said so softly, rubbing my chest. He
slid his hand down through my cum, and played with my pubes. "I
never thought I'd do this, squirt, but now . . . I love you, too,
Chaddy."
Oh my God! He meant it. I knew he meant it. He didn't care
about the mess--my cum--because he stretched over me again, let
hid body press on mine, and kissed so hard it hurt. But I loved
it. I loved him so much. And maybe when I came, maybe that made
him really know how I felt about him. I was never so happy as
right now. I was thrilled!
I reached down to his cock and squeezed it while we kissed,
amazed at all the pre-cum he had. And he came only ten minutes
before. In my mind I was saying 'I want you, I want you, I love
you.'
I never expected him to stop kissing me and suck my dick. It
took my breath away. I spread my legs to make room for him.
Then he stopped.
"How long?" he said.
"How long? Um--what do you mean?"
"You know, Chad--how long did you want this?"
"About two years. Do you want it too?"
"Yeah, squirt, NOW I do."
"Did I make you want it?"
"Yeah, sorta--I mean all of a sudden you're sexy to me. Fuck! I
thought about guys on and off, nothing serious. But yesterday at
the beach, I took a short cut through the bushes to get to the
parking lot, and there were these two guys going at it. I don't
think they saw me, but--" Then Adam just stopped.
"But what?"
He put my hand on his cock, still hard. "I got one of THESE when
I was driving home, thinking of how they looked. And . . . and
thinking about you."
"That's cool."
"I didn't think it was, then."
"Okay. And now?" Then his face changed--all sensitive looking.
"I want you so fuckin bad!" And he squeezed my hand that was on
his dick.
And I did it again--slid my mouth on him, tasting his skin, his
pre-cum, my cum. I had that special part of him again.
Adam rubbed my back gently, then up to my shoulders, then my
hair. "We don't have to rush it, Chad," he said so sweetly.
Then I stopped. A few tears came, but I didn't let myself cry.
"I love you."
"I know you do, squirt. I hope I can show you I love you too."
He looked so warm and loving.
"When you said you wanted me . . . . That was what I've been
wanting so bad. Anything you want--"
"Anything?" he said, with a weird look on his face. "I wanna
tickle you till you're blue."
"I don't think so. You don't want that now," I said, finally
realizing that Adam did love me, and we both had an equal say in
this.
"Shit! When did you get so smart?"
Something lit up in me when he said that. All of a sudden I was
quitting the defense team, and going with the offense.
"Right after I got to suck off this quarterback with a cute face
and a body to die for."
Adam laughed. "Gee, Chad--who was that?"
We were both laughing.
I played with his dick. "I hope you know how much I want you,
Mr. Quarterback!"
"Yeah? How does my little brother want me?"
"You're the one who said it first," I said, smiling.
"Are you okay with this? I mean, really?" Adam got serious.
"Yeah, I'm totally okay with this! So how did it feel when you--
I mean, when I sucked you?"
"Fuck, I never came so good before! And I see your dick gettin
hard. You can't hide that."
"That's because I want you so bad--don't ya know?" I said, acting
a little silly.
"Yeah, I do NOW. I'm horny as a bitch," he said, stroking
himself.
"You're never gonna jerk off again," I said, taking his big hand
off his dick. "I'm taking care of this from now on." I grabbed
his cock and shook it.
"Suppose I WANNA jerk off, and want you to watch?"
"Okay. But I got better ideas."
"Like what?"
I didn't want to tell Adam what I really wanted. Instead, I told
him I wanted to take a shower together, and we did. Then I
showed him my favorite pic site, with lots of scenes of guys
doing all kinds of things together, most of them sexual.
"Fuck! These are hot, squirt!"
"As hot as this?" I said, while I got on my knees, and licked
him.
"Nothin is as hot as that. Shit, YOU'RE hot, squirt!"
I played with my big brother's dick while he looked at guys
sucking, rimming, fucking--everything. Then I showed him a pic
of two guys in the shower.
"That's what made me want to shower with you."
"Hey, Chad--it DOES save on water."
I hope that showing Adam those pics gave him some ideas.
He took me back to bed. I knew he wanted me now. My whole body
craved him. He knelt between my legs and started to suck me.
All of a sudden he sat up real straight, and gave me a weird
look. "I'm so fuckin horny I don't know what to do."
I gulped. I lifted my legs. Adam stared at me looking very
shocked.
"Chaddy, no . . . I don't wanna hurt you."
"But do you wanna fuck me?"
"Yes. But my cock is way too thick. I love you for wantin it
but--I can't."
"Yes you can. I want your dick in me. I don't care if that
hurts. They say it only hurts the first time."
"I don't care. Sex shouldn't hurt, and you're my little brother
and I love you." Adam was very serious when he said that--almost
mad--but I never felt so loved by him.
"Okay," I said, disappointed. I turned and looked down at my
pillow. I didn't know what to think, what to say. Maybe Adam
didn't want me that way, and he was letting me down easy. I
believed he didn't want to hurt me. But he left the room.
I wasn't sad. I started to think I was being selfish. If what I
said turned Adam off, I better start making up for that. I just
didn't know how. I'll never forget the cute look on his face
when he came back in the room with his bottle of lotion in his
hand.
"I have a plan," he said. That cute grin! How could anyone
resist.
"I said anything you want, Adam--I really mean it."
"Just relax, Chad," he said, getting in bed next to me.
I stretched out on my back, hoping for the best. Adam started to
pull up on my knee, and I lifted my legs for him. Then the lotion hit my hole.
"Ah, that's cold!"
"Sorry." Adam worked the lotion into me, then he slid a finger
in, real slow.
"Oh, God!" I know I was smiling--because it felt so good. I
wondered if he'd seen the pics of the guy doing this to his
friend--a sort of step-by-step series of how to stretch your
buddy.
"You saw those pics of this, didn't you."
"Yeah. I know what to do now."
"You--you'll go easy, right?"
"Don't worry, Chad. I know you never did it before."
I didn't know what to say then. I knew he never did it either.
But he was so good! He worked my little hole with his fingers
for an hour, it seemed. "I don't care if I'm ready. Just do it,
Adam."
"Shit! I'm so fuckin horny lookin at your ass, I don't know if I
can be gentle."
"I don't care about that anymore."
"Okay, Chad--just . . . if it hurts, don't be mad," he said, as
he put his arms under my legs, and slid up to kiss me. After a
few seconds, he got up and lubed his beautiful cock. When it
touched my hole, I jumped with excitement.
"Oh, yeah! Do it Adam!"
"Oh, baby!" He said, as he pushed the tip of his dick in.
"Ah! It's okay! Just don't move for a sec."
"Are you sure?" he said, looking scared.
"I'm damn sure!" I said, feeling my hole relax a little. "Okay,
now."
He pushed more, it hurt more, but I could take it. I stopped him
one more time, then I relaxed more, and told him to go ahead.
All of a sudden it felt very good. "Oh, yeah! Feels great!"
"Okay," he said, sliding his cock in me.
"Oh, oh yes!"
"You like it?" he said, all shaky.
"Fuck me, Adam," I said softly, as my big brother's cock hit
bottom, shoving in hard.
He started pounding, then he caught himself. He went slow for a
little while, then he pounded me hard. I guess he couldn't help
it.
"Oh, yeah, squirt! I love you, baby! Fuck! I'm comin!"
TBC? (Scroll down for updated list of stories)
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