Date: Sun, 17 Jun 2012 02:53:15 +0000
From: calamity123@fido.blackberry.com
Subject: My Big Brother Pete

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Thank you for your continued support. This is a tale of father/son
incest. If this is not of interest please find another story. Though my own
incest experiences were not traumatic sexuality between adult and child is
not advocated. Fantasy is legal, the rest is not. I love to hear from my
readers but due to the overwhelming response emails with photos get
priority. I will eventually answer all messages. I can be reached at:

Calamity123@fido.blackberry.com
My name is Rob.

My Big Brother, Pete

My brother is 26, married and a doctor down south. At thirteen years my
senior he always seemed so adult to me. We were never really close because
of the age difference but he was always fun to be around whenever he looked
after me. But now he was here for a week alone. My sister-in-law was
studying for her finals in the same field so I think she was glad to get
rid of him for the week. And lucky me, we were to share my room. He could
get the bed while I got to sleep on the floor in my sleeping bag.
    We both headed into my room at about ten the night he arrived. He had a
duffel bag of clothing and such which he never did unpack. As I unrolled
and set up my bed he pulled out a toiletry kit from the duffel and in
typical locker room etiquette turned his back to me as he stripped for his
shower. It was fine with me. I got to ogle over his broad shoulders, strong
veed back with just a sparse tuft of hair at the base of his spine, his
perfect bubble butt - smooth, round with a dusting of brown hair, and his
muscular athletic legs. Once he grabbed the towel and wrapped it around
himself I went back to my work.
    As Pete showered I undressed and put on my pj shorts and slid into the
flannel coccoon. My heart pounded as the shower stopped and I waited
anxiously to see what I would be able to glimpse of the well-heeled
handsome man.
    It took longer than I expected but I heard the bathroom door open and
his wonderful voice call out his 'good-nights' before entering my (our)
room.
    "Hey, Danny", he said as he closed the door and hooked the latch (a
habit from his teenage years) which barred the door. He placed his kit on
the bureau. "You ready for bed? I wanna shut the light".
    "Yeah. I'm okay". The light was extinguished plunging us into sudden
darkness. It took a moment for my eyes to adjust but then the room was
filled with moonlight as Pete opened the curtains.
    "You don't mind this, do you?"
    Heck, no, I didn't mind. My brother was standing in the moonlight
almost sideways completely naked. I could see his hairy chest, tight abs,
really thick bush and his beautiful fat cock: soft and lazy in the soft
bluish glow of evening.
    "I hate sleeping in darkness. It's like sleeping in a tomb".
    I only stared. My brother fairly glowed like an erotic ghost in the
night. He smiled as he nodded to me then stepped around me as he climbed
upon the bed. The sheets rustled as he pulled them about sending my heart
thumping at the thought of his naked body in my bed. Sleep was futile as
the clock ticked away one hour then two. His light snoring was comforting
but kept my mind racing as a plan was formed.
    Why not? It could be explained as simple curiosity. Or, perhaps, the
floor was just too uncomfortable. Yes, it could easily be explained. It was
time to act.
    Moving from my sleeping bag to the bed silently was easy. The sheet was
another matter. Slowly, carefully, with deliberate slowness I eased the
sheet down as he lay on his back, one arm over his head, the other across
his waist. His arm weighted by his unconcious state was lifted slightly, by
elbow then by wrist as the sheet was slid
lower. Carefully. Quietly. Without noise. My heart pounding in my ears. My
prick straining. My ears echoing my heart. The sheet was raised once freed
and gently laid about my brothers ankles. One leg straight, the other bent
at the knee as the calve set up a border along the edge of the mattress.
    There he lay. His even breathing causing his chest to rise and
fall. The thick hair of his bush looking forested in the moonlight. His
large balls hung loose between his splayed leg, the hair upon catching
light showing how one egg rested lower than its companion in his loose
sac. And the cock, soft and thick, gently sleeping on his straight thigh
looked purple with its bulbous heading resting against the night.
    My fingers tentatively reached out. The pads of which felt the warm
velvet of the sponge-like shaft. So soft like a sleeping cat. My fingers
felt the bush, thick, dense, a forest to my anticipation of my own that
would someday soon emerge. Then back to his cock. Sliding upward to the
head, my index finger forming small circles around the piss slit.
    Pete sighed in his sleep then resumed a deeper snore. I bent
forward. Lifting the heavy log I kissed the tip. Softer than I had
imagined. It was as if the slit kissed me back. Another kiss as my tongue
forced the slit to part as though I wanted to tongue inside his tube. My
tongue licked the knob then lifting fully it was laid on my tongue as my
mouth held the knob captive.
    Slowly I applied preassure. Pulling and easing the cockhead with the
skills of my mouth. The rubberiness of the pulpy knob disappeared as it
began to engorge. The shaft strengthened forcing my head back as it
hardened, elongated, my mouth holding fast to the hot silkened head. As I
sucked, my head still, my drool increased, some slipping down the shaft
trickling over my fist. My mouth slurped some of it back.
    Then I began the descent. More cock sucked into my mouth as my head
lowered to fill my mouth to capacity. A clear third of my brothers cock was
sucked in before I slid back to the knob then began another descent. Up and
down with deliberation did I suck his cock. My heart raced as I tasted his
forbidden shaft. Wanting more. Wishing I could suck it all. Possess him. I
sucked. My head began to bob. Up and down. Slurping with gusto, with
sound. My hungriness knowing no bounds.
    Suddenly a hand held my forehead forcing me slowly back. The cock
slurped out as drool slid over the knob. My eyes locked with Pete's as the
tip hovered before my mouth.
    His eyes were clouded in sleepiness, a grim expression on his face. His
voice was stern as he asked in a low whisper, "what the fuck are you
doing?"
    My tongue struck out, planting firmly on the shaft, licking
up. "Missing you", I smiled, my eyes wide as I tried to muster an innocence
that the situation did not countenance.
    "Bro, this is so wrong!" His eyes were narrowed.
    "No, it isn't", as I gave another strong lick.
    "Yes, it is!" His hand held my forehead as he pushed me further away.
    "Doesn't it feel good?" I whispered as he did.
    "Don't be an ass! Of course it feels good. But this is wrong: two guys;
two brothers, for fucks sake!" He raised his torso on his elbow. "You can't
do this? What would mom say?"
    I smiled slightly. "Big guy like you afraid of his mommy? Who's gonna
tell her? Who's gonna tell anyone?" I pushed back against the hand allowing
tongue another sloppy lick.
    "This is fucked up!"
    "No", I whispered as my tongue fought for another lick, "this is
fucking good". His push abated somewhat as I popped the knob into my mouth,
sucked hard before he pushed me back again.
    "You like this?" He was incredulous.
    "Love it!" I smiled. My tongue gave a couple of gentle swipes of the
knob vee. "Don't you?"
    He fumbled for an answer as he stared at me.
    "Look you're hard, anyway. And you know you're gonna have to jerk-off
now so why not let me finish?"
    He looked confounded. "But we're brothers!"
    I nodded slightly. "Maybe that's why I know how to make you feel so
good". Pulling the cock closer I sucked in the knob. It was so fat, the
shaft as hard as iron. My mouth sucked as his hand remained on my forehead.
    "And you really like this - sucking cock?"
    I murmured agreement as I sucked before popping out the
knob. "Especially my big brothers".
    His palm released my forehead. "This is so fucked up" he sighed as he
watched me suck his cock. At first his gaze was perplexed. But I watched as
his face softened then betrayed his enjoyment. He was transfixed as he
watched his little brother enjoy what no male had ever tasted
before. Pete's face filled with lust as his fingers toyed with my
hair. Mowing through my mop as his fingers betrayed his enjoyment. His hand
guiding me down. Encouraging.
    As I sucked his cock my other hand found his nuts and began to feel
their weight. He elicited a deep sigh as I squeezed the balls in my
hand. My mouth sucked harder, stronger, wetter. Slurping and sucking.
    "Oh, jesus!" He sighed. "Fuck. So good", he moaned. His eyes lidded as
he held my face in his hands. "Oh, yeah. Suck it. Suck my cock. My little
brother. Fuck. So hot. So good. Jesus". His breathing was rapid. His chest
heaving. He eyes hungry as he watched. Enjoyed.
    My mouth sucking. His cock throbbing. Pulsing. Warm. Iron. I suck so
deep. Head bobbing faster. Deeper. Faster. Slurping. Sucking Pete's
cock. More. Deeper. Knob pressing my throat. Hands holding my ears. Head
bobbing. Mouth sucking. Tongue dancing. Sucking. Sucking. Sucking.
    "Oh, god! Fuck! Can't stop! Jesus! Don't stop! Cumming. Cumming!"
    My mouth filled with spurt after spurt of my big brothers cum. Hot as
lava. Thick as molasses. Warm, wet cum. Swallowing wave after wave. Sucking
his essence up. His core. Our shared DNA.
    "Oh, man!" He sighed deeply. His hands pulled my head forward, towards
him, along his body, until my face hung over his. We looked at each other
for several moments. Then his kissed me lightly on the lips before offering
a warm smile. "Thank you" he sighed.
    I fell into his arms as my body lay over his. My mind raced. A whole
week! And this only the first night. I slept with his arms about me, his
even breathing on my forehead, and the taste of my big brother Pete in my
mouth.