Date: Mon, 19 Mar 2001 12:11:36 EST
From: Steward1967@aol.com
Subject: Late Night Talk II

    After that first night my brother and I continued to play around.  We
spent many nights in my room lying in my bed talking, goofing around,
whatever, until finally one of us would start something sexual.  There was
always some pretense that we hadn't expected it to happen - I'd
"accidentally" brush my hand against his cock or he'd start talking about
how much he liked some girl and how horny it made him - but always we ended
up having wonderful sex.

     It was all new to both of us.  And every sensation was intensely
pleasurable.  In the beginning we would always act as if it were done for
trade - "I'll suck your dick for a minute if you suck mine for a minute" -
but eventually we didn't worry about that anymore.  After a while it was
unspoken that we both enjoyed what we were doing very much whether it was
for the pleasure we received or the pleasure we gave and then there was no
end to what we would do for each other.  The idea that what we were
experiencing was "taboo" seemed ridiculous to me.  I couldn't imagine a
better learning experience than what my brother and I had.  When I finally
started having sex with other guys they always remarked how experienced I
seemed.  I hadn't told them about my brother and me but I knew who I had to
thank for the compliments.

     About a year after we had first started we had an opportunity to
really enjoy ourselves.  Our parents were going out of town for the weekend
and they trusted us to stay alone together.  We never really talked about
it but ever since I knew that we were going to have the house to ourselves
I got excited about what we could do.  It was difficult really enjoying
ourselves in my room at night since we always had to be so quiet and we
always had to do it with the lights off since we didn't want our parents to
know that we were awake.  I couldn't wait to finally be able to really look
at his body while we played with each other and I wanted to be able to tell
him how much I enjoyed what he was doing to me.  Just the thought of it
made me hard and I couldn't wait for my parents to leave.

     The day that they left I was anxious to get started.  But we still
were not so bold as to actually say what we wanted to do.  It was always
done through innuendo and mutual arousal.  I racked my brain trying to
figure out how to let him know what I wanted to do.  I knew he had enjoyed
our nights as much as I did and that he probably wanted the same thing out
of this weekend but sometimes the best part of the game was the beginning.
The morning started off pretty much as normal.  My parents had left for the
airport about seven A.M. and we had gotten up to see them off.  After that
we had gone into the family room to watch T.V.  For the first few hours I
was still half asleep but after a while I started to remember what I wanted
to do.  I was wearing a pair of shorts and a t-shirt and my brother was
wearing just his boxers.  As he laid on the couch watching T.V. I regarded
his smooth chest and the bulge in his boxers.  As he repositioned himself
on the couch I could sometimes see a patch of pubic hair through the hole
in his boxers and occasionally catch a glimpse of his soft cock.  I was
getting more aroused every minute.  Before long, my cock was so hard it had
begun to hurt.

     "I'm going to take my shower," I said, getting up trying not to let
him see my hard on through my shorts.  He didn't even look.

     "O.K.," he said.  "What do you want to do today?"

     "I don't know," I said, "What about you?"

     "Whatever," he said, absent-mindedly pulling on his cock through his
boxers.

     "Well you can take your shower when I'm done and then we'll figure it
out." I said.  (Was it my imagination or was his cock starting to get
bigger?)

     "Cool," he said, as turned his body on the couch.  The fly of his
boxers was now opened about an inch and a half and I could clearly see his
half hard cock.  I wanted so badly to reach down and take it in my hand but
I wanted to know for sure that he wanted the same thing.

     I went upstairs to take my shower.  My hard on had died down but I
still had sex on my mind.  I let the water wash over my body, feeling it
roll down my chest and form a river across my cock and balls.  I got myself
really clean.  I knew how much I liked smelling soap on his clean cock and
I wanted to give him the same experience.  I enjoyed the idea of giving him
pleasure and I wanted that day to be special.

     When I finished my shower I went to my room to dry off.  I could hear
my brother coming up the stairs and I wanted him to see me naked so I left
my bedroom door open.  My bedroom was at the end of the hall and he could
see me when he walked down the hallway to his room.  I threw the towel on
my bed and pretended to be looking for clothes.

     "I don't know what to wear until I know what we're doing," I said,
standing naked in my doorway as he approached.

     "Why do we have to get dressed?" he said.  "Nobody's here."

     I suddenly became aware of my cock between my legs.  I could feel the
soft shaft resting against my thighs and I could feel the warmth of my
balls underneath.  "That's cool," I said, trying to sound calm but inside I
was burning up.  I knew now that not only did he want the same thing from
this day but he also wanted to continue the game.  It was not just going to
be simply sex this time.  This was going to be fun.

     I stayed in my room while he took his shower just trying not to get
hard.  I didn't want to be too obvious about what I wanted.  That would
have spoiled the game.  When he got out I tried to look busy going through
my desk drawers.  He went to his room for a minute and then came into mine.

     "What are you doing?" he asked, standing there naked and unashamed.  I
could still smell the soap on his body from the shower and it made my heart
race.

     "Just looking for something," I lied.

     "You wanna go downstairs?" he asked.

     "Sure," I said.  "What do you want to do?"

     "I don't know," he said.  "I just think it's cool being naked."

     "I know," I said.  "Let's go downstairs."

     Walking through the house naked felt weird but good.  I watched my
brother walk in front of me, his firm round ass moving up and down as he
walked.  We went back to the den where the T.V. was still on and he got
back on the couch and I sat on the same chair I had sat on earlier.  I
don't remember what was on T.V.  I don't even think either one of us was
really watching.  We just sat there waiting for the other one to make the
first move.  Every once in a while I could sense him looking at me and
whenever I was sure he wasn't looking I got a good look at his cock.  We
were both still soft but I knew that wouldn't last long.  I could feel my
cock start to get harder after about ten minutes of the tension of waiting.
I acted as if nothing was happening - sitting still with my eyes on the
T.V. but soon my cock was sticking straight up from my lap.  I don't know
at what point he noticed it but before long I could see his hard cock
sticking up as he laid on the couch.

     We sat that way for what seemed like an eternity.  Neither one of us
knew what to do next.  But before long I couldn't help but touch myself.  I
started rubbing on my cock, my eyes on the T.V. but all of my attention on
my brother.  I could tell he was looking at me now but I didn't dare make
eye contact.  I enjoyed him watching me stroke my cock as he laid there
naked.  After a few minutes he broke the silence.

     "I need to do that too," he said.

     "I know," I said.  "Being naked makes me hard."

     "I know," he said.  "Look at mine."

     "I see," I said still stroking my cock.  "I don't think I've ever seen
it in the light before."

     "Me neither," he said.  I always just imagine what yours looks like by
touching it and looking at it through the shadows."

     "You wanna see it?" I asked boldly.

     "Yeah," he said.  "Let me see it."

     I got up from the chair and walked toward the couch my cock sticking
straight out.  I stood in front of him as he regarded my cock.  "That's
nice," he said.

     "So is yours," I said.  "Do you want to kiss it?"

     "Yes," he said.  "If you'll kiss mine."

     "Sure," I said and he slowly leaned forward and kissed the head of my
cock.

     "Now it's your turn," he said.  I got down on my knees and put my head
between his legs.  I placed my face near his cock and opened my mouth a
little, taking just the slightest bit of the head in my mouth as I kissed
it.  Going just one step further than the last dare was always part of the
game.

     "Let's lay on the floor," I said.  Silently he got up from the couch
and laid on the floor with me.  We laid facing each other, our hard cocks
just inches from each other.  We looked in each other's eyes and down at
our cocks.  "This is cool," I said.

     "I know," he said. "It's cool being able to see you."

     I lifted my hand and placed it on his chest.  I rubbed his nipple with
my index finger and he pulled himself closer to me.  I could feel the heat
of his cock near my own.  Likewise I pushed my hips forward until our cock
heads were touching.  As I continued to play with his nipple he rubbed the
heads of our cocks together, our pre-cum making a fantastic lubricant.  He
moved his face closer to mine and I could smell the toothpaste on his
breath.  "I want to watch you suck me," he said.

     I opened my mouth and let my tongue lick his lips.  "I want to do
that," I said.  He opened his mouth and I placed my tongue on his.  Our
lips closed around our tongues and I loved the taste of him.  I slowly
pulled on his tongue with my lips - a prelude to the treat I was about to
get.  I released it and once again licked his lips.  I propped myself on my
knees as he lay before me, his beautiful cock pink with excitement.  He had
a look of lust in his eyes as he regarded my body.  I bend down and once
again kissed the head of his cock.  A drop of pre-cum attached itself to my
lips and I licked it off so he could see.  "I like the taste of that", I
said.

     "Suck it," he demanded and I willingly obeyed.  I opened my mouth just
enough to surround his cock.  "Do it for one minute then I'll do you."

     I took his cock in my mouth moving slowly down his shaft.  The taste
of his cock was sweet but manly, the soft flesh of his shaft warm with
excitement.  I made my way down to the base of the shaft then made my way
back to the head.  "I want to do you longer than that," I said as I came up
for air.

     He closed his eyes and I took that as my signal to continue.  I could
not get enough of his cock.  My mouth slid up and down his beautiful cock
and all the time I just wanted more.  I could feel the tip of his cock
touch the back of my throat and I moaned.  He responded with a shudder.
"Lick my balls," he asked.

     Grateful for the command I allowed my tongue to trace the line of his
cock to his balls which were covered with thin wisps of blond hair.  I
licked them until they were wet then took one then the other of his balls
in my mouth.  He thrust his hips in the air.  His balls fell from my mouth
and I stuck my tongue out hoping to lap at his balls when he lowered them
back into my face.  As he relaxed his hips my tongue brushed across the
crack of his ass and he let out a soft moan.  I returned my attention to
his balls but after a minute he once again thrust his hips in the air, this
time opening his legs a little wider.  He smelled so sweet I wanted to
taste all of him.  Once again I stuck my tongue out and brushed it across
the crack of his ass.  He kept his hips in the air and spread his legs
wider.  Softly, I licked around his hole and he groaned loudly.  I was glad
to be giving him such pleasure.  I licked at his hole like it was my
destiny - and I loved the taste of it.

     "I want you now," he said and I was pleased but not willing to give up
my new found pleasure.  I once again took his cock in my mouth and pivoted
my body so that my cock was directly over my brother's face.  His cock
still tasted sweet but I wanted more of his hole.  I leaned forward and
spread his ass apart and devoured it with my tongue.  I lowered my hips and
I could feel my brother's tongue lapping at my hole.  I lowered them more
and could feel his rigid tongue pressing against it.

     The pleasure was too intense.  "Oh yeah!" I yelled and he opened his
mouth and surrounded my hole.  I lifted my head and once again turned my
attention to his cock.  I was so hungry for him I took it all at once.

     I felt it on the back of my throat.  "Fuck yes!" he yelled and he
thrust it further.  As he pumped his cum down my throat I swallowed the
head of his cock and he once again he yelled.  "Yeah, swallow it!" he
demanded.  He pulled his cock from my mouth and I felt the cum going down
my throat.  He shot another load into the air and I stuck my tongue out to
try to get what I could.  Whatever I missed I licked from his thigh and
cock head.  I wanted to taste it.  The feeling of him licking my hole made
me want to do things I never wanted to do.

     I sat up on my knees, my ass covering his face. Hungrily he ate at my
hole.  Pre-cum oozed from my cock head and fell on his chest.  I picked it
up with my finger and tasted it, then went back to my cock for more.  As my
finger touched the tip of my cock it brushed against the underside of the
shaft.  Unexpectedly, my balls squeezed tight and I shot a load of cum all
over my brother's body.  Like a scavenger I got up from my position and
searched his body for my own cum.  I licked it from his chest, his thighs
and his stomach.  A good amount had landed on his now soft dick and I took
it back in my mouth to taste my cum on his cock.  When I was finished I
laid next to him on the floor.

     We faced each other and pressed our bodies together.  I took his top
lip between my own and sucked on it a little while.  He opened his mouth
and we kissed.  I loved tasting myself on his tongue and I know he loved
tasting himself on mine since he pulled on it so hungrily with his lips.

     We laid there kissing for a few minutes more.  We pressed our bodies
together and I could feel his soft cock get hard again against my own.  I
grabbed his ass and pushed him against me my finger lightly touching his
hole.  "I want you," he said and I smiled.  I knew this time was going to
be even better.  And the weekend had just begun.