Date: Mon, 12 Mar 2001 10:27:21 EST
From: Steward1967@aol.com
Subject: Late Night Talk

      My brother and I had separate rooms when we were growing up.  He
shared a room with my younger brother but since he and I were closer in age
we would often end up talking in my room.  We were very close when we were
growing up and we talked about everything.
      When I went through puberty, it was very strange for me.  My dad had
talked to me about masturbation but when I finally got to the age where I
was experimenting with it I found it strange.  It felt great but I didn't
really understand what was going on. All I knew is that sometimes I got
hard for no reason.  Watching a TV show or seeing someone with tight pants
on.  It seemed anything could do it.  Then I'd go to my room and play with
myself until I came.  It was very nice but I didn't have anyone to talk
with about it.
     After a couple of years, I had begun to enjoy masturbation very much.
At that age (about 16) it was a daily occurrence.  Most times it was at
night when I was in my bed before I went to sleep.  But occasionally during
the day I would have to go into the bathroom to relieve the pressure.
About that time my brother was experiencing the same things I had gone
through a few years earlier.  I could see that he was growing pubic hair
and that occasionally he would look at me when I was in the shower checking
out what he was going to look like when he developed but I didn't think
anything about it since I wished I had had someone to compare to when I was
that age.
      Occasionally, he and I would sleep in my bedroom if we were up late
talking.  There was nothing strange about it and my parents didn't seem to
mind since I guess they were just happy that we got along.  One night as we
were laying in bed he asked me if I had ever gotten a "tingling sensation"
in my penis if I touched myself.  I felt so relieved that he was asking me
that question since I had thought that when I was his age I was just being
stupid not to know about those feelings.  I told him that I had had those
feeling and that it felt really good.  He said that he was as surprised as
I was when it first happened and I think he was so relieved to have someone
to talk to about it that we talked about it for a long time that night.
     As we talked I could tell that he had a lot of questions - the same
questions that I had had when I was his age.  I told him that I had noticed
that he had begun growing some pubic hair and he admitted that he would
sometimes look at me when I was naked to make sure that it was normal.  He
pulled down his underwear to show me how his hair was growing in.  He
pulled the band down to just above his dick so I could see the hair but I
could not tell if he was hard.  I wanted to show him my hair but with all
of the talk my dick had gotten hard and I was afraid that he would be able
to tell if I pulled the sheets down.  I adjusted my dick in my underwear so
my erection wasn't so obvious and pulled the sheets down and lowered the
band of my underwear to show him the hair above my dick.  As I did so I
noticed a twitch in his underwear and my own cock got stiffer with his
reaction.  It was such a strange reaction but there wasn't anything that
felt wrong about it.  I think we were just both relieved to have someone to
talk to about it and the erotic feelings were just a release for both of
us.
     He asked me if I got hard a lot and I admitted that I got hard all the
time.  As I said this he pulled his underwear down all the way showing me
his hard cock and smiled at me to show that he did too.  I smiled back and
pulled my hard dick out of my briefs and smiled back at him.  His dick was
smooth and incredibly hard.  It wasn't as big as mine yet but I could tell
that he would soon be the same size as me.  The hair above it was a light
brown just barely starting to curl but he still hadn't started growing any
hair on his dick or on his balls.  We layed there for a while not knowing
what to say but both very excited by what we were doing.  He said that my
dick looked so much bigger than his and I told him that he was still
growing and not to worry about it.  I put my forefinger at the tip of my
dick and my thumb at the base measuring it's size and placed my fingers
next to his dick to show him that there was really only about a half an
inch difference.  As my hand was next to his dick my finger brushed against
his hard shaft and his dick jumped and my index finger brushed against the
underside of his cock underneath the head.  I was embarrassed but slightly
excited touching someone else dick.  It felt so smooth and so warm - so
much different than feeling my own dick.  I withdrew my hand but I could
tell he knew what I was thinking.  "What did it feel like?" he asked.
     Embarrassed, I told him that it felt strange.  Smooth and warm.  I
told him it was very different from touching my own dick.  He said that it
was strange for him too.  Feeling someone else touching his dick.  We were
both very hard now and very excited.  Our embarrassment was no match for
our curiosity and our desire for pleasure.  He asked me if he could touch
my dick to see what it felt like.  I wanted so badly to know how it felt
that I told him that he could.  He put his finger on the underside of my
cock at about the same place that I had touched him.  It felt so good that
it made my balls ache.  He rubbed his finger there for a few seconds
remarking how smooth the skin felt and I agreed telling him that his felt
the same to me.
     He took his hand away but I wanted him to put it back.  It felt so
good to have someone else touch me there that I did not want it to stop.
He asked me if I would touch him again like he had touched me and I agreed,
hoping that he would again put his hands on me.  This time I took my whole
hand and encircled his hard dick, feeling the warmth of the blood pumping
underneath.  He was so hard and he let out a quiet moan telling me how good
it felt.  I didn't want to seem too eager but the feeling was intense.  I
wanted him to do the same thing to me so I wanted him to enjoy it enough to
want more.  I let my hand stay there for less than a minute only thinking
about how good it would feel when he did the same to me.  "Do that to me" I
said, not wanting to waste any more time.  Without hesitation his hand was
on my cock, gently stroking the hard shaft causing pre- cum to drip out of
my head and onto his hand.  "Have you ever tasted this?" he asked
unexpectedly, his fingertip encircling the head of my cock.  "Yeah" I
admitted.
     "Me too", he said slightly embarrassed, taking his hand from my cock.
By now his own cock had a bead of pre-cum collecting at the head and he
placed his hand around it's shaft.  "Rub it on my dick" he said placing his
hand on his balls making his dick stand up straighter looking a full inch
bigger than before.  I agreed without words, taking my finger and rubbing
the pre-cum all over the head of his dick and underneath the shaft.  He
placed his finger on the head of my dick and reciprocated, rubbing his
finger against a large drop of smooth fluid that had again collected on my
cock head and had begun to slide down my shaft.
     Soon we were lying on our sides.  Rubbing our hands on each other's
cocks, each one getting wetter with pre-cum as we got more excited.  We
slowly inched closer and closer to one another not realizing what we were
doing until finally we were so close our hands sometimes touched as we
rubbed each other's cocks without speaking.  "That feels really good" I
admitted and he nodded his agreement.  Feeling more confident with his
consent, I "accidentally" rubbed the tip of his cock against my own cock
head, wanting to see his reaction to what I had done.  He didn't react at
all.  I was afraid that he wouldn't like it but I wanted to do it again.
After a few moments my hand again made the tip of his cock rub against my
own.  This time I let it linger there for a few seconds and as I did he
thrust his hips forward giving me the answer that I needed.  Soon we were
rubbing our cocks together, letting the thick precum act as a lubricant as
our hands pumped the fluid out.  As we got more and more aroused we removed
our hand from each other's cocks and rubbed our cocks against each other.
It felt so good to have his cock against mine and we held each other
tighter to increase the friction.  I let my hand brush against his hard ass
and he reached his hand between my legs and played with my hairy balls.  We
held each other tightly and rubbed our cocks with increasingly faster
rhythm.  It felt so good that I don't think either one of us felt that
there was anything wrong with it.
     We held each other tightly, our faces close together and I let my
tongue reach out and touch his lips.  As I did so he let out a soft moan
and released his load onto my stomach.  It felt so warm and so good
dripping between us.  Exhausted, he layed back, his cock still hard, some
of the cum still dripping from his cock head and some on my own cock.  He
took his hand and started rubbing his own cum on my cock.  "You ever tasted
that?" he asked and I admitted that I never have.  He put a fingerfull of
his own cum on my lips and I opened my mouth to taste it.  I let the warm
fluid lay on my tongue and closed my eyes.  Soon his face was close to mine
and his lips were pressed against my own.  I opened my mouth and shared the
taste of his cum with him our tongues lapping against each other
feverishly.  "Taste it on my dick" he said finally and silently I agreed
laying with my head in his wet crotch.  I opened my mouth and slowly licked
the head of his cock, tasting the salty bitter taste of his cum.  He had
hardly gotten soft and he was getting hard again.  I let my mouth slide
around his hardening cock, loving the taste of his cum and the warm smooth
feel of his cock.  Soon his own tongue was licking my own cock as he thrust
his dick into my mouth.
     It only took me about a minute to cum but my brother kept his mouth
around it as I pumped my load into his mouth.  He let out a muffled moan
and unexpectedly released another load of cum into my mouth.  Surprised I
opened my mouth and let his cum drip down my chin.  I couldn't get enough
of the smooth taste of his cock though and once again took his semi-soft
dick into my mouth tasting his warm cum against my tongue.  We layed there
for a few moments with each other's cocks in each other's faces,
occasionally kissing or licking each other, still excited about what we had
done but exhausted to do anything more.
     After a few minutes, without a word about it, we went to bed.  We both
felt so grown up and so satisfied.  The next morning, however, we again
both needed some attention...