Date: Fri, 25 Feb 2005 16:15:39 -0800 (PST)
From: Steve Storyman <stevestoryman@yahoo.com>
Subject: I Wanted my Big Brother - Chapter 6

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I Wanted my Big Brother - Chapter 6
by Steve Storyman
stevestoryman@yahoo.com
Copyright 2005 Steve Storyman
February 25, 2005

DISCLAIMER:  This story is for adults only.  If it is not legal
for you to read erotic stories, or you are not of legal age
either where you reside or are accessing this page, or are
offended by male-to-male gay sex, then don't read this story.
Other standard disclaimers apply.  This is a work of fiction.
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Adam Jeremy Kemmur, 17
Chad Michael Kemmur, 15


CHAPTER 6

The next morning, I woke up with a painful boner.  It hurt so
much, I started to worry about it.  But waking up next to Adam
shifted my attention to him, even though I was facing away from
him in bed, and couldn't see him.  It was nice to have my back
nestled against his strong, warm chest, and his legs pushed up
against mine.

I knew he had to go out today--to the beach with his friends
again.  But I would get to have him to myself for a while, at
least.

I thought about how wonderful Adam was last night--how loved I
felt.  And he'd TOLD me he loved me!  I throbbed all over,
remembering the way he put his hardness in me--the many ways; and
how he was so wrapped up in me.  And he sucked my bone, making me
come while he thrust his hot, sexual self inside me.

I knew he was making love to me then, but there were moments--
when he pounded me really hard with his strong, athletic
ruggedness--I loved thinking he was fucking me.  Maybe I was
weird for thinking making love and fucking were two different
things, but I didn't know.  I just loved the whole day,
yesterday.

Adam--the hot, slender athlete with the perfect, manly muscles,
the high-school football player who thrilled the crowds every
Friday night during the season--had turned to me for sex.  This
perfect big boy made love to me twice the night before, gave me
that special part of himself, and let me satisfy it--let me give
him the pleasure he naturally needed, and told me he loved me.
He thrilled me with everything he'd done.  I loved being the
younger one, and making him happy.

Adam put me through a serious workout the night before--not that
I minded the soreness in my butt, arms, and legs.

In the hazy thoughts of an early summer morning, I was an Olympic
athlete, getting the gold medal for sexual performance.  I could
still feel Adam's tender touches and kisses.  As the applause
died down, I started to awaken from the half-dream, still feeling
the medal against my chest.  It became a love-medal to me--an
award for sharing the most love possible with an older brother.

I felt secure.  We had each other now, and there were no more
doubts--he loved me the same way I loved him.

As I rubbed my eyes, my only problem was the pain in my dick--the
hardest boner of my life.  Actually, with Adam cuddled snugly
against my back, I had no problems.  When he started to wake up,
his hands slid to my shoulders in a gentle hug.

"Chaddy--mmmm, so good," he said, his voice sleepy.

That woke me up--he wasn't cussing!  I wondered what was 'so
good' to him.  Was it last night, the lovemaking he'd done?  Or
was it the way he felt while snuggled against me?  Maybe it was
both.

"Mmm.  Good morning," I said.  "You're the one who made me feel
good and gave me the nice workout last night."

"Yeah, that was the best workout, ever," Adam said as he slid
himself up my body just a little, his big morning bone touching
me for the first time that day.

"I love you," we both said at the same time.  We laughed at that.

"Chad--I *do* love you."

"Yeah," I said dreamily, "I know."

"No--I mean *really* love you.  I think about you all the time--
your hot body, your eyes--makes me crazy sometimes.  Like right
now."

"I f-feel the same way, Adam," I said, trembling as I felt him
pull me in tight, and press himself against me, the heat of his
body soothing, his hard manhood exciting.

All my muscles tingled when he kissed the back of my neck.  My
body shook with a quick jolt.

"Yeah!" he said, loving the effect of his kiss.

"I love you, Adam.  I want you so much."

"I can tell," he said, sounding so gentle.

We stayed that way for a while, not moving, with his lips on the
back of my neck.  He made me shiver.

"Ohhhhhh," I said, basking in the happy feelings, "this is nice."

"I love you, too, Chad," Adam said, as if needing to add to the
answer he'd already given me.

"I feel your love," I said, my body turning to jelly, "It feels
like I'm a part of you now."

"You are!  We're a part of each other.  Things are different
now."

"Because we have sex and talk about our love?"

"Yeah--because it's out in the open now, and we can like it.  Not
like before."

"Before?  You wanted me this way before?"

"I don't know, squirt.  I never told you this, but--once in a
while I would sneak a look at you when you were naked, and I'd
get excited, not hard maybe.  I wasn't sure what it was, but I'd
feel something strong."

"Wow!  I think I had those feelings for you when I was eleven.  I
guess . . . I didn't know what they were, either.  But I knew I
wanted to touch you all over--down there, too."

It was weird talking like this with my back to Adam, but it felt
so good.  I wanted to crawl inside him.

"I never felt this good, being next to a girl, squirt.  I don't
think I want to do that anymore."

"Sounds good to me, Adam."  I was thinking, 'Oh, yes!  I guess
I'm it, now!'

After a few minutes, his hands roamed.

"Somebody's hot," he said, reaching around to the front of me,
wrapping his long fingers around my hardon.

"Ah!  I gotta pee.  I'm sorry."  I didn't want to leave him.

"You're not gonna pee with THAT!" he said.

I reached behind me and found Adam's boner.  "Ooo, you're not,
either.  This is huge--and so hard."

"Let's pee and shower brush our teeth together, okay?" he said, a
little excitement in his voice.

"Ohhhh--you don't have to ask," I said.

This was MY big brother?  Asking ME to do morning bathroom stuff?
With HIM?  I thought I'd die from the shock, but it excited me.
Then I had my little doubts.  I squirmed out of the hug and
turned around to look at his face. "You're serious about this?"

"Fuck, yeah!"

We stood at the toilet bowl together.  Memories came, of when we
were little and did this all the time--peeing together and never
feeling strange or sexual about it--never really thinking about
it, except that it was fun.  But now it *was* sexual.  When we
were kids, we watched our little yellow streams fall into the
water.  Now, we looked at each other's dick.  We looked good,
hard.

"Uhhh," I said in frustration, trying to push my stubborn boner
down.  It was impossible to pee.  "My weenie hurts."

"It's 'cause you gotta pee.  I haven't heard THAT word in a
while," Adam said, laughing softly, "MY weenie hurts, too."

"I can't pee, Adam."  I felt myself blush.

"Just concentrate."

"Maybe if you lick my balls, I'll be able to pee," I said,
grinning up at him.

"Nice try, little bro," Adam said, laughing real loud.

"Oh, well.  I tried."

"I'll show ya what'll help you pee!"  And he tickled me.

"Ah, AH!  Adam, QUIT IT!  Pleeeeeease!  Ahh!  NO!  I'll pee on
the floor!"

Not only would tickling make me release my bladder, but I had
already slid to the floor, so where else would I pee?

"Shit!  Didn't think of that."

Adam stopped tickling me.  But by then, we were laughing so hard,
there was no way to stop.

I tried to tickle him when he pulled me up to my feet.  I got one
laugh out of him before he grabbed my wrists in his iron grip.

For once, I was happy Adam did that and stopped me.  Not only did
I like getting a reaction from him, I liked that he was so
strong, and could force me to stop.

We stood together over the toilet bowl again.  I thought of how
strong he was, and how good that made me feel.

I still couldn't get over it--that I'd started saying things to
him a few days ago, finally letting my feelings for him come out,
and now we were together like this.

"Oooh," I said, very out of breath, "it's nice having a BIG
brother!"

In my mind, I meant how he could overcome me with his muscles--
his strong arms, hard chest and stomach, and perfect legs--but it
made Adam look down at his dick.

"We're soft!  Quick, piss now!  Hurry up!"

"Hurry?" I said, my stream starting up before his, "Why--are you
afraid you'll get hard again real fast?"

"Shit--looking at YOUR tight little body, hell yeah!  And your
cock's pretty big, Chad--it gives my mouth a workout when I suck
it.  Remember how your bone looked big when I made you check
yourself out in the mirror?"

"Ohhh . . . yes," I said, my mind numb from hearing that.  Wow,
he DID think of me as sexy now.  'Oh God!  He's okay with talking
about sucking my cock?'  I still thought of myself as small, and
his shrimpy little brother, but now that was a good thing--he
could cover me easily with his body, and have his way with me.

And what did he see in me?  I wasn't all that cute, and had a few
pimples, not really obvious ones, but I hoped he would love me
forever.  If I was cute in his eyes, I guessed that's all that
mattered.

We finished up, and soon we were under the shower, and I was
staring at Adam in all his glory--and glorious muscles.  He was
right.  We boned up again really fast.  I guess I wasn't
surprised, but too busy looking him over, head to toe.

"Well," he said, blushing as he stared at my dick, "I guess we
better get moving and clean each other."

I loved the 'each other' part--and he'd said it like it was a
natural, everyday thing for us.  I rubbed his arms and stared at
him.  Then, really quick, I dropped to my knees and sucked his
nice hard cock.

"Ah!  You little sneak!"

He said that, but I noticed he wasn't making me stop.  He had his
hands on the back of my head.  That felt good--not as good as his
hot pole in my mouth.  My boner was saying, 'Yes, yes!'

"Uhhhhhrrrrrr.  Just don't get me too close, squirt."

I stopped soon after that, not daring to make him come if he
didn't want to.

"Adam--you're so good looking.  You're the cutest guy in the
school.  But I'm not--"

"Stop!  I love you--and you're mine.  I don't care how you look--
but if you hafta know, you're cute as hell, Chad, you just don't
know it.  Stand up."

I was still on my knees.  I got up slowly and stared at him.

Adam smiled and rubbed his hands on my face.

"You're beautiful baby--your face is so kissable."  And he put a
hundred little kisses on my face.

He did the same for my chest, my arms, cock, and legs.  Then he
got to my butt and rubbed it.

"Oh, man!  This cute tight butt is so fuckable!" he said, his
voice grating with desire.

Then Adam got the soap and he washed and rinsed my butt.  I
trembled the whole time.

"Ohhhhh," I moaned.

"Yeah, boy.  There's something I've wanted to do--saw it in those
pics you showed me."

"Yeah?"

Slllurrrrrp!  It was his tongue, licking right over my hole.

"Oh, Adam, YES!"  I never felt anything so good back there as
what he was doing.  My knees got weak.

"So good, man!"  And he poked and prodded back there with his
tongue like a drill.

The he stopped and smacked my butt really hard.

"OW!"

"You're almost a man--you can take it," he said, smiling.

I grinned back at him.

It was a little crowded and clumsy with two of us in the shower,
but we loved rubbing the soapy washcloth over each other.  Adam
grinned the whole time.  I think we set a record for the longest
shower and for how many times two guys washed each other's dick
in one session.

We bumped heads leaning over the sink, trying to brush our teeth
together.  It was fun, though, and sooooooo sexual for me, just
thinking that we were doing these things together for the first
time--things we always did alone--but especially sexy when I
would glance at his naked body.  It turned me on to see his body
all bent over like that, brushing his teeth--he looked so good,
just doing an everyday chore.  I got on my toes and flipped my
aching bone up on the edge of the sink.

"Yeah, I see that hard dick of yours," he said, taking some
toothpaste-foam on his finger and sliding it over my dick.

"Ahhhh!" I said, laughing like a little kid, but my cock throbbed
like a big kid, "Oh, no!  Now it's all minty!"

"Aw," Adam said after he rinsed his mouth and wiped it, "Chaddy
doesn't like?  Want me to lick it off?"

"Mmm!  YEAH!"

I had to hold on to the sink while he licked the top of my boner.
It jumped up, almost hitting his nose.

"You're so sexual, Chad."

"ME?  Someone I know pounded my butt hard--twice last night."

"And?" he asked, staring into me, blushing slightly.

"And, I liked it."

"You fuckin loved it, squirt.  I did, too."

"You're everything to me, Adam."  I wasn't planning on saying
that--the words just slipped out.

"Mmm!  So hot!  Let me hug this sexy boy I love," Adam said,
walking back into our room.

I was thinking, 'Oh, yeah, oh yeah!'

When we got to the bed, he picked me up--actually took me in his
arms, and put me down on my back.  I felt my hardon throb up to
him.  Again.

"That hot thing looks hungry.  I better be careful not to set it
off," he said.

"Yeah."  I was shaking now.  I could hardly wait--I wanted to
come instantly.  I hoped that wouldn't make him mad.

Adam held my balls and flicked his tongue at them, then did the
same to my cock, which jumped with each lick.  His touches were
short and light--almost like he didn't want to excite me.  Too
late!  I was already excited.

"Hey," he said softly, sliding himself up and staring into my
eyes, the warmth in his smile making me quiver, "remember, I love
you, Chad."

It felt to me like he was leading up to something.  Then he
kissed me, his tongue going in deep.  I tried to say, 'I love
you, too,' but it came out all garbled.  I guess it's not cool to
try to talk while your guy kisses you.  But I was melting.

I grabbed his back, my fingertips digging in--sliding with my
flow of passion and desire for him.  I felt his abs smearing the
pre-cum on the end of my dick.

Adam's hands went to my shoulders, and he pressed them down
gently against the bed.  He held me there.  That's when I felt
his body shiver.  He wanted me--needed me!

"Ohhhh.  I'm ready to come right now!" I said desperately.

"Yeah, baby," he said, his hands rubbing and soothing me, "I'm
sorry . . . but, um--I gotta go--"

So that's was he was leading up to.  But, wow--Adam was
apologizing to me!  That made me feel so good.

"I know," I said, trying not to show my disappointment.  I didn't
want to spoil his fun at the beach by whining about it.  He loved
the beach so much.  For a second, I was jealous of his friends.

By holding me down, his hands had told me that sex was not going
to happen now.  And even though I wanted him badly, it was a good
feeling, being guided by him like that--controlled, even.  There
was still an empty spot growing in my heart, and a knot in my
stomach, now that he'd be leaving soon.

"Do you know I love you very much, Chad?"

"Yeah.  I feel it all the time," I said, my voice raspy, all of a
sudden.  I was overcome by him.

"I feel yours, too--you know that, bro?" he said tenderly.

"Adam, that's so good," I said, needing to feel more connection
with him.  Then an idea came.  "Can I dress you?"

"Dress me?" he said as we got out of bed, standing and facing
each other.

"You know, put your clothes on you," I said, becoming excited,
but frustrated that he wasn't getting it.

"Oh--yeah, but *I* gotta pick 'em out, squirt."

"Then you'll LET me?"  My heart was pounding.  My body heated up.
I felt the blush in my face, the heat in my neck and chest, and a
hot throb in my cock.  It felt good to be standing again--
especially so close to him.  My cock rubbed against his balls.

"Sure, why not?"

"Can I give your dick a few licks before I put your briefs on?" I
said, suddenly looking at the floor, noticing Adam had left his
briefs from yesterday half under the bed.

"Yeah, Chad.  You can suck it a little, if you want," he said,
grinning again.  There was a warmth in his eyes that went right
through me.

"I always want that.  Hug me first?"

Adam grabbed me and squeezed the breath out of me.  Then he let
up so I could enjoy our standing hug.  My boner poked under his
balls while his lay flat against my abs.  My whole body was
throbbing for him now, but I knew I had to focus on dressing him.

Our hug didn't last long enough for me, and soon Adam was getting
his underwear out of the drawer, and picking out his clothes for
the day.  This was another new thing--to see him naked at the
dresser, getting his clothes out.

"I thought I was going to get to suck you."

"Oh, yeah," he said, facing me again.  He put his hands on top of
my shoulders.

I went to my knees, staring at his cock.  He stood motionless,
and that made me stay very still, kneeling there.  The big,
flared head of Adam's dick looked very soldier-like at the end of
his thick shaft.  Being so close to it, I saw it bouncing
rhythmically.

I started to drool, looking at it, as I licked the top of the
head.  Then, short licks *under* the head.  A quick swipe of his
little opening, and I gobbled up a drop of pre-cum.  My lips slid
down the first inch--engulfing most of the tip.  I wiggled my
tongue there, just on the "V" of the head, but avoiding the
sensitive nerve.

"Ah!  Ah, fuck!"

I did the licking routine again.

"OH!  Ah!  Ah, shit!  Come on, Chad--suck it!"

Then I took his hard hotness into me.  "Mmmm," I moaned with his
dick in my mouth.

"Jeez, that's so fuckin good!"

I sucked with all I had in me, pushing the limit--forcing his
cock deeper and deeper into my throat, choking on him slightly.

"Oh, yeah, Chaddy!  That got me going!" he said, pulling his nice
tool out of my mouth.

"More?"

"Shit!  I'd love it, baby--but I need all my energy, right now,
for volleyball and rope pulls."

"Oh, yeah," I said.  At least, he'd said, 'right now,' leaving
hope for later.  I remembered from spying on him last Autumn, how
he wouldn't jerk off the day of his games.  "Rope pulls?"

"Yeah--equal teams on both side of the rope.  Tug of war."

Then he knelt down and hugged me, our faces cheek-to-cheek.
"That was great, squirt.  You make me feel good, you know?"  His
voice tickled my ear.

I just nodded.  "You make me feel the best."  I wasn't sure if
Adam meant my sucking felt good, or just me in general, but I
loved hearing that from him.

"I'm gonna make you feel good again."  He patted my butt--I loved
that.  I guess we were *on* for tonight!

"Me, too," I said.  "I want YOU to feel it too!"

"Oh, I will, Chad."  His smile was hot.  His friends were lucky
they were going to get to be with him all day.

"Okay, step into them," I said, grinning as I held his briefs
close to the floor.  Another first--dressing him!  Would my dick
make it through the day without breaking off?

Adam put his hand on my shoulder for balance, and put his feet
in.  "Such good service," he said, grinning with his little
blush.  "Am I going to get this treatment every day?"

"Um, yeah--as long as I'm not late for school, or anything."

"As long as that boner doesn't slow you down."

"We could suck each other at the same time, like those guys in
the pics--that'll save time."

"Yeah, squirt, we oughtta try that."

I was thrilled, pulling up his underwear and tucking his nice
cock into them.  I pushed it to one side before pulling them up
all the way.  I told my dick to wait just a little longer, then I
could take care of it.

"Ah!  No, squirt.  Other side."

"Oh, okay," I said, blushing.  I suddenly felt like a stranger,
my cock throbbing wildly as I pulled out the waistband of my
brother's underwear and peeked in, adjusting his dick the way he
wanted.  "Mmm, that looks nice!"

At least now I knew he liked it to the left.  I thought that was
strange, because I like mine the other way, and since we were
brothers and both right handed, I thought he'd like his the same
way.  I couldn't resist giving his nice bulge a quick kiss.  It
felt weird kissing his penis through the cloth of his briefs.

"You WOULD do that," he said with a grin.

"Will you kiss mine?" I asked, grinning sheepishly, looking down
at my bone and seeing pre-cum.

"Sure," he said, and went down on me, sucking my dick and
wiggling his tongue.  He stood up smiling at me.

"Ah, oh!" I said, squirming now.

"Don't you look all hot and sexy," he said, as if admiring me--or
what he'd done to me.  I held my cock and balls with one hand.

"Yeah--well, you made me that way."

"It's time for these to go on," Adam said, holding up the white
shorts he chose.

I was thrilled.  He always looked sexy in white shorts.

As I pulled them up over his sleek, muscular legs, I saw how nice
his bulge looked.  His friends would get an eyeful of Adam's
cock--or at least the nice lump it made in his shorts.  Then, I
thought maybe his friends wouldn't think much about it.  Maybe
they all bulged their shorts.

"You look so hot," I said, coming out of my dreamy state.

"Thanks, Chad.  Time for my shoes and socks--unless you want ME
too do that."

"Oh, no, I'll do it."

This was the hardest part.  His socks went on pretty easily, but
it took a lot of force to get his tennis shoes on.  I went to my
knees and laced them.

"Is that okay?" I asked, not knowing how tight he wanted them.

"Feels fine to me, squirt."  It sounded cute, now, when he called
me that.

"Cool."

"I'll wear a tee today," he said, changing his mind at the last
minute.

That was good, because now I had two shirts to put on him.  I
kissed his pecs before I slid the tee shirt all the way down.
His other shirt was a nice pale blue with white trim, and I was
really careful with it, making sure not to wrinkle it.

"There.  You look great, Adam."

"Thanks.  I better pee before I leave," he said, walking out of
the room.  Our bathroom was only a few feet away.

I heard the splash of his stream, and wondered what it would be
like if I could hold his dick while he peed.  I thought maybe
that was too weird to ask him about, but I really didn't know
what Adam would think.  I wished I had a friend I could talk to
about all this.  There were so many feelings inside me.

I gulped as Adam walked to the front door.

He made me so happy when he stopped to kiss me.  I kissed him
back.  Our tongues danced a little.

"Oh, yeah.  Mmm, good," I said, giving him my best smile.

"Save it for me," he said, patting my bone--the masculine
strength in his voice coming out strongly, "Don't touch
yourself."

"Sure!" I said.  "I love you."

Then I realized what I was saying.  I'd planned to jerk off as
soon as he left.  But now, I promised him I'd save it.

I wanted to say, 'You save it, too,' but I just couldn't.  I
wanted to know so bad that he would.  Somehow, I thought that
would help me feel better.

'What did I do to myself?' I thought as he closed the front door
behind him.

My balls hurt!  My dick aches!  And now I can't jerk off!

I put on a tee and some underwear.  Then I remembered Adam's
briefs were on the floor.  I took mine off, picked up his used
briefs, and slid them on, as fast as I could.  My bone throbbed
as soon as it touched the cloth that had held Adam's cock and
balls.

And MY balls were hurting more--telling me how much I needed to
come.  But to me, wearing his briefs was like he was still in
them, and the real thing was there, touching me.

How was I going to do this?  I was horned to the max, and I had
to go the whole day, and not jerk off.  I knew right away not to
go reading sexy stories or looking at boy pics, because that
would make me more horny.  But that's exactly what I did.

As I looked at pics of guys who were built like Adam, my bone
ached like it had when I first woke up.  I made myself impossibly
horny!  I had to distract myself.

I went to the basement and started playing video games.  The
whole time my dick did not go down.  It just throbbed.  It
wouldn't leave me alone.

"Ah!" I said to myself in pain, slipping my shorts down and
looking at the head of my cock--all pretty and swollen, soaked
with pre-cum and very red-looking.  It was fun to play with.

"Don't you look nice," I said, staring at my little bone,
touching the top of the head with my finger.  Actually, it looked
a little gross, it was so dark-red.  I ignored that, spread the
pre-cum, and gave my shaft a few strokes.

"Mmm," I moaned out loud.  "Maybe a shower," I said, stripping
quickly and stepping into the bathroom.

The shower was a good idea, because it relaxed my tense muscles.
It was a bad idea, too--the water beating on my hardon made me
want to jerk off so bad.

'He'll forgive me,' I thought, 'if I masturbate and tell him that
I needed it so bad; that my balls and my cock were hurting.'  I
took some soap and started stroking real slow, enjoying every
second of my hand sliding on my hard, hard, cock.

"Yeah, right!" I said out loud, frustrated to the bone.  All I
could think of was the chance I was taking--that he'd be
disappointed with me.  That's all it took to make me stop.

Now, my dick throbbed even worse.  I had made it ten times harder
on myself.

I went to the kitchen and made a sandwich.  'This will help,' I
thought, 'especially if I drink two glasses of cold milk with
it.'  But even after three glasses, the cold milk did nothing to
calm me down.

A cool bath didn't help.  The whole time, I stared at my boner
sticking up out of the water, thinking of the attention it
needed.

I dried off, put Adam's briefs back on, and went to the weights.
Exercising helped, but it tired me out so much, I had to stop
after about ten minutes.

I decided to read.  I picked a history book that Adam had saved
from his sophomore year.  I would probably use the same book when
school started up in the fall.  It was interesting, especially
the parts about the world wars.  Then I found his yearbook from
last year.  I went back and forth between the two books.  I think
I found every picture of Adam, and read enough history to pass
the final.  After about two hours, I got very tired.

Finally, I went upstairs, crawled into bed, and fell asleep.

In my dreams, I was in a huge shower room, all alone.  There was
lots of steam.  I kept calling out to see if anyone could hear
me.  Pretty soon, I heard a voice, and saw a misty figure of a
boy--about 17 years old.  'Hello,' I said, reaching out for him.

As hard as I tried, I could not get myself close to him.  I
sensed that the boy in my dream was Adam.  'Adam,' I called.
'Come closer--let me touch you.'  And he walked to me.  As soon
as my hand touched and gripped his arm, I woke up.

"Oh!" I shouted, still with the feel of his arm in my hand.  It
had seemed so real!  I was hard, but there was no pain in my dick
or my balls.  The nap must have helped.

Just in case, I went through the house, looking for Adam--but he
was still out with his friends.  I really didn't expect to find
him, but it was fun hoping, and looking for him.

I went to the basement again.  This time, I was able to enjoy my
video games.  After about an hour, I heard Adam come through the
front door and close it.  My heart pounded.

I don't know why, but I had a great urge to pretend I was asleep,
and let him find me that way.  At least I HOPED he would look for
me.  I lay down on the couch and waited for my loving big
brother.

I could hear him going from room to room, looking for me.  My
cock throbbed against the cushion.  I heard his voice calling
out, getting closer.  "Chad?  Chad--are you here?"

I tingled all over.  Just knowing he was nearby made me feel like
his arms were wrapped around me.

Finally, he came down the stairs.  "Oh, you're asleep," he said
softly.  "Oh, man."  He sounded disappointed.

I could tell he knelt down and leaned over me, sniffing by my
ear.  I had to strain not to move and give myself away.

"Your hair smells great, little Chaddy," he said in that same
whispery voice, as he ran a finger down the back of my head.

I was thinking, 'Yes, yes.  Touch me!'  But he went upstairs.

I prayed that he would come back, and in about five minutes, he
did.  What a thrill that was!

"Hey, Chad," he said, gently shaking my shoulder.

"Mmm, wha?" I said, pretending to wake up slowly.

"Are you okay, squirt?"

I turned over on my back.

"Mmm, yeah.  You're so hot," I said to my cute big brother.

"Yeah, well, take a look at THIS," he said with a grin, rubbing
his bulge.  It was huge.

"You're hard, wow!"

"He, he!  I thought you'd like it," Adam said, grinning at me.

"You know I do."  I smiled.  I thought of what to say next.
"So, um--are you hungry?"

"No--we just ate," he said, his eyes looking a little sad, "but,
are YOU?"

"Oh, no.  No prob," I said, dying inside, hoping for the best.
'What would happen now?' I thought, my heart beating so hard, I
felt it in my throat.

"Cool."  Adam sat back against the coffee table.

"So how was it?  How was volley ball and the rope pull?"

"Never mind that," he said, leaning in for a kiss.  "I need you.
I'm horny as hell!  I could make love to you like five times."

"Okay," I said with my hand to my mouth, grinning like a little
kid.  I was so thrilled the he said he needed me, I was stunned.

Finally, he took my hand off my mouth and kissed me.

"Mmm, so, um--" I started to say

"So--did you save it for me?" he asked with puppy-dog eyes.

"Mmm, yeah," I said, nodding.  I had a lump in my throat.

"Wow!  No shit?  I'll bet you have a boner worse than mine," he
said, pulling my briefs down.  He didn't notice they were his
briefs.  "I need your tight body, squirt.  I'm gonna make you--"

"What about my dick?" I asked pleadingly, the waistband of the
briefs under my balls stimulating my bone--which didn't need much
more excitement before it would explode.

"I want that, too," he said, taking my whole cock down his throat
and wiggling his tongue on it.

Suddenly, he slipped his arms under me and carried me upstairs.
Nothing ever felt so good as when he did that.  My briefs were
still halfway pulled down.

Once he got to our room, Adam threw me on the bed and yanked off
my underwear.

"Yes!" I said.

"Gonna go nice and slow, tonight," he said in a sexy, raspy
voice, "and torture myself."

"Torture yourself?" I said, gulping in fear.

"You'll see, squirt.  I'm gonna get you hot, too."  Then Adam
stripped off his clothes as fast as he could.  "There was this
kid in the showers--I was alone till he come in."

"Yeah?" I said, suddenly very alert, happy to see my football
stud all naked again.  'And it wasn't that long ago I almost
never saw him naked in the house,' I thought.  It suddenly hit me
how thrilling it was that Adam would just get naked and talk to
me with his body facing me--cock and all.

"And he boned up, looking at me."

Adam looked so good standing there with a big hardon.  I loved
looking up at him from the bed.

"How old was he?"

"About your age, I guess," he said, shrugging his shoulders.

"And?"

"And he stroked himself a few times.  He smiled at me.  I boned
up--not all the way."  Adam was getting out of breath.

"And?" I said, getting worried now.

"I heard his mother calling for him from outside, and he got out
of there in a hurry."

"Was he cute?"

"Yeah--not as cute as YOU."

"Did you . . . want to do something with him?"  I HAD to ask, I
was getting jealous.

"No, way, bro!  He just made me horny.  Reminded me of you, but
you're bigger than he was."

"Ohhhh, that's cool," I said, grinning.

"Yeah--but, no, it wasn't that cool.  I had to drive home with
this!" Adam said, shaking his big bone at me.  It's embarrassing
to have grown-ups see you with a hardon while you walk across the
parking lot.

"Oh--so you're horny," I said, playing dumb.

"Yeah, Chad.  That's the whole point!  I need you bad, squirt!  I
thought about you the whole time."

Oh, God!  He thought about ME!

"How do you know I'm in the mood?"  I blushed really bad, knowing
I wasn't being totally honest with him.

"Shit, I'll GET you in the mood," he said, desperately taking
control of the situation.

With one hand fingering my nuts, and his mouth on my cock, Adam
took me to a sexual high.  His mouth and tongue make sucking
sounds, his free hand rubbed my hips and legs.  He had me
vibrating on the bed.

"Ahhh," I said, starting to get close.  He stopped.  "Awwrrh!
No, don't stop."

"Are you in the mood now?"

"Uh, huh," I said, nodding frantically.  We were out of breath.

Adam climbed into bed.  He turned me on my side and faced me,
pulling me close to him.

"So good to feel you next to me, squirt."

"Feels way good."

"How's this?" he said as he lined up our cocks so they'd be right
next to each other, and hugged tightly.

"Mmmm, wonderful."

Adam stayed that way for a while.  We just held each other.  Once
in a while he'd lick my neck or shoulder, and I'd do that to him.
I shouted when he licked my ear--that was too intense--so he
stopped doing that.

He pulled away once to look at me, and I stared back into his
warm eyes.  Then he put me on my back and kissed me.  I was in
heaven with his soft tongue poking into mine, his lips gently
pressing.

"You feel hot, Chad."

"Yeah," I said, dizzy from his kiss, "I've been hot all day."

"For me?" he asked, pulling back and looking at me again.

"Yeah," I said in a breathy voice, "for my sexy football guy.  I
touched myself, though--I almost jerked off, but I stopped."

"Mmmm!" he said, excitement in his voice, "let's get back to what
that sexy quarterback did to you."

"Oh, yeah--him!"

"Yeah, him."

Adam lubed himself up with quick, jerky movements.  He put some
of the cold lube in my butt as he lifted my legs, and warmed it
when he rubbed his hot fingers on my anxious hole.

"Go slow, Adam!" I said in fear, thinking he would shove right
in, maybe not remembering that I wasn't all loosened up now, like
I was when he made love to me the night before.

But instead of aiming his cock at my hole, he leaned over and
kissed me.

"Mmm," I groaned.

"I gotta get this sexy boy hot again," he said like a hungry man,
and he impaled his mouth on my bone, sucking slowly.

"Ah, UH!  I AM!  I'm hot right now!  I swear!  It was SO hard not
jerking off today!"

"I'll bet it was," he said, rubbing my balls sympathetically.
"Must've been rough if you started to and then stopped.  I got
boned a few times, myself."

"Wow," I said, grinning.

"I'm sure my friends wondered what was up."

"Oh," I said, "didn't they know it was your cock?"

"Very funny, Chad," he said, trying to sound annoyed, but
nervously lining his cock up with me.  He was shaking!

"Oh, you *do* want me."

"Really bad!"

"Ohhh."

Then he surprised me.  He wiped off his dick with the towel, and
put his head in my crotch.  Starting at my balls, he licked to
the tip of my cock.

"Oh, God!"

"Yeah, boy," he said, lust in his voice now, "I'm just getting
started with you."

He swirled his soft tongue around the head of my dick a few
times.  I was already hard.  Now I was harder--I didn't think
that was possible.  For sure it was gonna break off now.

Then he did little licks on just the tip, slowly wetting the
head, licking every part of my pink mushroom.

Lick.  Lick.  Lick.

"Uh, uh, UH!"

"Yeah, Chaddy--get hot for me."

And he tortured my cock--licking just the head, over and over.
He had me panting and squirming on the bed.  He'd stop licking
the tip of my penis just long enough to make me crazy sucking on
my balls.

"Oh, God, Adam!"

Then he surrounded the head with his lips, sliding down just the
tip, holding his lips loosely there, and sliding up again.  Soon
he was jabbing with his lips--up and down over the head of my
aching bone.  I was delirious!

"Yeah!  Getting nice and hot now, boy!"

"Adam--please!"

He lubed himself again, and barely pressed the tip of his cock
against me.

"I'm ready now!" he said, his voice choked with desire.

And he pushed just a fraction of his tip into me.

"Chad--I need you so much."

Wow!  My big brother, saying this to ME!

"I n-need you, too, Adam."

"Okay, bro."

I watched him shake more and more, as the tip of him stretched
my little opening so slowly, I thought I could feel the texture
of his cockhead.  The flare wasn't in yet.  And I knew that was
the best part--the part he'd be really anxious to get in.  From
the vibrations of his body, I knew going this slowly was hard for
him.

"Stop!" I said.  It was starting to hurt.

"Oh, Jeez!" he said, trembling badly now, his voice going higher,
like it does when he gets real tense.  He was in his pushup pose
again.

"Just stay like that a while."

"AH!  Not too long, squirt," he said, his voice almost squeaking
now, and his body a small earthquake.  The whole bed shook.  He
stayed that way with just part of the head of his hungry cock in
me.  I'm sure he was dying.

"Okay.  The head now, Adam--just the head.  It still hurts."

He slid in another half inch, and I felt less pressure--the
relief as the widest part of him slid past my entrance, no longer
stretching my hole to the max.

"Oh, yeah, Chaddy!"

"Wow!  I can feel your cock vibrating inside me."

"Oh, fuck!  Let me go in some more."

"Just another inch."  I was feeling guilty now, doing this to
him, but I didn't want to yell out in pain and ruin our
lovemaking.

"Ohhh, urghh!" he moaned, but only slid in a bit more.  "That's
good, Chad--so fuckin good."

"Okay," I said, the pain less now.  I wanted him to take over.
"I'm all yours."  I was breathless.

He knew I was his anyway, and he slowly sunk his hot, hard beauty
into me.  I hoped I could save my cum for afterward, knowing he
liked that.

"Yeah, Chad, yeah!" he said as his manhood made its way down its
special tunnel--the tunnel I had just for him; the tunnel he came
home for.  "Is that how the hot quarterback slid his cock into
you?"

"Yeah!" I said, "Just like that!"  I was in heaven with the good
feelings he made me have.  Are you really gonna take your time
and go super slow?"

"Oh, yeah, baby--seriously slow.  I'm gonna do it up right--for
you and for me."

"Okay," I said, my eye on the clock, "How slow?  One stroke a
minute?"

"I'll try it."

"Cool," I said, rubbing his back.  I felt like he was entering a
marathon and needed all the support I could give him.  His
forehead started to bead up with sweat.

I couldn't imagine jerking off and waiting a minute between
strokes, never mind trying to fuck that way--not that I ever
tried fucking.

After 25 seconds, Adam spoke.

"That's about a minute, isn't it?"

"Nope.  Thirty seconds to go."

"Fuck," he said, his cock pulsating suddenly.  My insides loved
it.  He really was torturing himself.  Maybe this was some kind
of endurance test for him.  Whatever it was, my ass was on fire
for more of him.

"Mmmm.  Okay it's a minute now."  It wasn't quite a minute yet.
I lied by ten seconds.

Adam pulled out and shoved in real fast.  It took only a second.
"Ohhh, yeah!" he yelled.

"So, sexy," I said.  I loved it.  "But, um--you should've gone
slow.  That's all you get.  Another one-minute wait now."

"Shit!  Let's make it two strokes every thirty seconds."

"Okay," I said.  "Fast strokes or slow ones?" I asked.

"Hmmm, I'll put you in charge of that."

"Oooo," I said--happy to be given that task.  Even when he left
something up to me, he was still in charge because he was telling
me what to do.

"At least, for now," he said.

"Okay--the next two strokes have to be very slow.  You have to
take fifteen seconds pulling out, and fifteen going back in."

"What happens if I don't?" Adam said, grinning from ear to ear.

"Hmmm--then no strokes for five minutes."

"Fuck!"

"Adam--what are you doing?"

"Fucking you.  I decided no more waiting.  I wanna make love to
you NOW!"



"Yes!"  Music to my ears.  I was so hungry for him, every inch of
movement felt heavenly.  I knew when he got really close, he'd
pound the hell out of me.  If not, I'd ask him to do that for the
second round.  "I love you."

He was stroking my insides with his stroking and left-to-right
swaying.  He did slow, but very solid strokes for a minute,
thrilling me with his manly lovemaking.  His nice thick love-pole
throbbed hotly when he stopped for a few seconds, bouncing inside
me.  Even without moving he was making love to my insides.

"I love you, too, Chad," he said, starting up again.  This time,
slow stroking with no sway.  His penis felt so thick now.

"Oh, yeah!  AH!" I moaned, feeling a tingle all over when Adam
plunged in savagely.

"FUCK!" he said, as the hardest, hottest stream of hot liquid
shot into me.

"Oh, God!"

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