Date: Fri, 2 Apr 2004 12:52:28 -0800 (PST)
From: curtis <curtis46n2@imseeingatherapist.com>
Subject: My Brother - My Lover

My Brother - My Lover
by curtis

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My affection for my older brother was not your typical brotherly love. I
was in love with my brother, and had been for a long time. We started
fooling around when we were teenagers, doing at first seemed like a pretty
normal kind of sexual exploration, but it became much more than that as we
got older.

Kevin is only a year older than me, but his sexual nature was much more
mature than mine. I knew he liked girls but seemed a little shy and awkward
around them. But when he was a teenager I know he took every opportunity to
gaze at some naked pictures of chicks while he jacked off. And he jacked
off alot. One afternoon when I was about 15 and he was 16, I walked in on
him while he was in the midst of jacking violently over a picture of a
pussy. Seeing his rock hard uncut meat in his hands instantly made my dick
get hard too. I had never seen his cock hard before, and I was totally
facinated not to mention turned on. He gave me a quick look as if to say
"Get the fuck out man!", but he was so close to coming he couldn't say
anything.

I just stood there and watched him as he yanked harder and harder on his
big cock, finally letting out a grunt and spewing cum all over the picture
and his hand. Wow, I thought, that's alot of cum. I had unconciously
grabbed my own cock while witnessing this sexy scene, and was squeezing it
as I listened to him catch his breath and breath a big sigh of relief after
coming. Then his voice snapped me back into reality.

"You just fucking walk in? What's wrong with you man? Get out!"

I had totally forgotten why I'd entered his room in the first place. I was
still in a bit of a dreamlike state after seeing him jack like that, come
like that. After seeing how sweaty he got when he was on the brink of
orgasm. I still had my hand on my own cock.

"Wow, Kevin. That was so sexy."

I was really surprised by how sexy it was to me. I had had some fantasies
about him before, but after seeing him in all his erect glory I then truely
had a craving to feel his cock, and to have him feel mind.

"What man", he started, "you a fag?"

I wasn't too clear on the definition of a fag at that point, I knew I liked
to get off, and I too looked at pictures of girls, but I found this to be
much more arousing. I had watched my brother before, when he'd walk around
in his boxers and nothing else, and found myself really get excited about
it. And I'd lain in bed many nights thinking about him. What it would be
like for him to lay next to me.

"No, I'm not a fag", I managed to say pretty defensivly. But then my eyes
met his, and I saw the anger and embarressment fade from them.

"I don't know, man. I just know that you looked awesome jacking, and I
couldn't stop watching you. And that you gave me a big hard-on."

I watched his eyes move down to the buldge in my jeans as I stood in front
of him. He patted the bed next to him inviting me to sit down. I was
feeling like my fantasies may be on the verge of becoming reality.

I sat on my brother's bed next to him and looked at him. His cock was soft
now, there was a pair of boxers on the floor that he'd used to wipe the cum
off his hands with. I picked them up and smelled them, as I rubbed my cock
with my other hand.

"Wow that's a little wierd man", he said, but he didn't say it in a mean
way.

"You've never thought about my cock?"

"Um, well," he started, "well I guess I have. So you've been thinking about
mine?"

"For a long time", I admitted. I had by then unzipped my jeans and taken
out my meat, and was starting to rhythmicly jack it. I stared at my
brother.

"Man you are so hot. I think about you alot. I think about what your dick
feels like, and what it would feel like if you touched mine."

I was feeling bolder about the words I was saying, and he seemed more
comfortable with me saying them. I sat there and jacked my cock as my
brother watched me. This was like a dream to me. I scooted closer to him on
the bed, and put my hand on his dick. I moved my leg a bit so that the tip
of my cock touched his leg as i jacked it. Just that feeling of his flesh
on my cock nearly made me come. I started massaging his cock and felt it
start to grow. I had never touched anyone's dick besides my own. And now I
was touching one that I'd wanted to touch for a long time. As I stared at
his cock I began trying to imagine the taste of it. It made me start to
salivate, just the thought of tasting him.

"Have you ever had your dick sucked?"

"No, but go ahead if you want."

I was really surprised by that response, but really happy that he seemed to
want me. There was no hesitance when he said that.

I dropped to my knees between his naked legs. They were hairy and muscular,
almost like a grown man's. Even though he was only 16, he did have the
build of a grown man. He was taller and more filled out than me, and he
worked out on a regular basis. I took his half-hard cock into my mouth and
held onto his thick thighs as I sucked my first cock. I heard him groan as
I took his whole dick into my hot mouth. He reflexivly grabbed my head and
pushed his dick further into my mouth. It was salty and sweaty tasting, and
the smell of sweat and cum in his crotch was intoxicating. He started to
hump my face and I continued holding onto his thighs, and slowly let my
hands slide around his back, holding his groin to my mouth.

"Fuck man, that's awesome..mmm oh yeah..you're mouth feels so good!"

I loved hearing this. My cock was so hard now, I felt the tip of it rub the
side of the mattress every time he thrust his cock in my mouth. I wanted so
badly to jack myself then, but I held out in hopes of something more
gratifying than my hand on my cock. He groaned really loudly then and
grabbed my head hard with both hands, and forced me all the way down on his
dick. He started shooting hot jets of cum into my throat, his dick
throbbing and spasming all the while. I held him tightly around his back
and drank all of his juice. I couldn't believe how good it was, it was
better than my fantasies for sure. After he had shot all his load in my
throat I pulled slowly off his sensative cock. He flopped straight back
onto the bed, breathing heavy.

"Goddamn, man! That felt so good."

I stood up and took my rock hard dick in my hand and started jacking it
above him. After a minute of his breath slowing back to normal, he sat back
up on the edge of the bed and took my cock into his mouth. What a feeling!
It was so hot and wet, and his tongue moved up and down the length of my
dick like a snake. I couldn't imagine that this was his first time. I had
one hand on his head and the other held my shaft as I fed him my cock. He
put both hands around me and grabbed my ass as he hungrily sucked me. I
didn't know if this was a heat-of-the-moment manuver or if he really liked
it, but it didn't matter too much right then.

"Ohh yeah bro! Suck me good man!"

He was, too. Better than I ever imagined. I felt the cum start to well up
in my balls, and start to rise into my cock. I shot my load into my
brother's wanting mouth, and he sucked it up like a starving animal. I
ejaculated 6 or 7 big squirts of cum in his throat, I'd never felt anything
so good. I pulled my cock slowly from his wet lips, and flopped down on his
bed beside him.

I couldn't speak for a moment. I looked over at my brother, who had laid
back beside me, and as his gaze met mine we both smiled. There was so much
going around in my head, so much I wanted to say to him. How I'd been
dreaming of this for so long, how I fantasized about him when I jacked off
in the shower, how attractive he was..but instead of just blurting out
those things I kept quiet. He must have seen it all in my eyes though. He
rolled onto his side and put his hand on my shoulder, and then came forward
to kiss me full on the mouth. My mouth opened and his tongue slithered
around on mine. He kissed me deeply, and as he did I held onto him tight
and kissed back. We lay like that for some time, kissing and rubbing each
other. For a while niether of us said anything. We both were caught up in
the passionate moment and felt no need for words. But after him kissing me
like that I knew I would be safe to say the things I held back from saying
earlier.

"Man, that was perfect. It was better than I ever imagined," I said.

"Oh yeah? So you've been thinking about doing this?"

Then I couldn't help but to spill my guts to him about the way I felt.

"Kevin, I think you are so hot. I have for a long time. I guess maybe I am
gay, because I'd much rather look at you when I get off than a girl. I had
been wishing for so long that we shared a room, a bed. Sometimes I feel
crazy because I want to be next to you so bad!"

Ok, I'd said it. There was no taking it back. Now he knew how I felt, and I
wondered how that made him feel. He squeezed me tightly in his arms and
didn't say anything. We held each other close, giving each other little
kisses on the face and neck. He reached up and ran his fingers through my
hair, and I buried my face into his neck. He reached down and pulled a
blanket over us, and we fell asleep with our naked bodies pressed together
in a passionate embrace. I felt so comfortable with my big brother's arms
around me. I felt like I was home at last.

Kevin and I continued our secret relationship throughout the rest of the
time we lived with our parents. To the best of our knowledge no one ever
knew. We both tried normal teenage dating, but it was quite clear to both
of us that we just wanted to be with each other. Our parents spent many
nights out of the house, which we thought was perfect so we could carry on
without the fear of being walked in on. But on nights they'd stay home,
we'd go out and find places to be alone together. It was shortly after that
first experience we had when he fucked me for the first time. It was
something I had been eagerly anticipating.

Our bedrooms were right next to one another, and when our parents came home
from a late night out they would never look in on us. We would always be
sleeping together on those nights. After our parents had left for their
evening out, we both went up to my room and undressed quickly and got into
bed. We would always start out in the same fashion, kissing and rubbing
each other, sucking on each other's nipples and squeezing each other's
cocks. This night I could tell he needed more than what we had been doing
to this point. He held me tightly and our hard cocks rubbed together. He
had both his hands on my ass, and started probing my hole with his
fingers. I arched my back twords his fingers and moaned. He knew how badly
I wanted him inside me. I rolled over on my back and spread my legs wide
for him. He straddled my face, his huge purple dick right by my mouth, and
put his mouth on my asshole. He drilled his tongue deep into my tight hole,
and after tongue-fucking me and getting me nice and wet, he started
inserting a finger into me. I was so hot. His big cock in my face and his
finger in my ass. I could hardly stand it, it was so good. He then pushed
another one of his big fingers in me and started fucking them in and out of
my hole. I thought I was going to come right then. My cock rubbed on his
hairy chest as he finger fucked me in this sixty-nine position.

"Are you ready?" he asked.

"Oh yeah man, I wanna feel you in me."

He turned himself around on me and got between my legs. His dick looked
like it was going to rip, it was so hard. He spit on his fingers and rubbed
it onto his cockhead, and I raised my legs up for him. With one hand he
pulled my asscheeks apart, and with the other he started guiding his cock
into me. The head was so enormous. For a second I almost chickened out, it
was stretching me so painfully, but my passion was so high. I had to have
him in me. He slowly pushed further into me, looking down at me as he did.

"Is it ok?"

"Yeah, keep going." I said that through clenched teeth and I was sweating
unbeliveably.

"You tell me if it's too much man", he said, "I don't wanna hurt you."

He pushed further up in me until I felt his balls on my ass. He was all the
way in. He was still for a minute before he started fucking me, to make
sure I was still ok with it. Alot of the initial discomfort had subsided
the deeper he got, and I felt the head of his big dick rubbing something in
my ass. It was so good! He started fucking me faster, with quick deep
strokes. As he slid his cock in and out of me his belly rubbed against my
hardness, and between that and his fucking me I lost it.

"Oh shit I'm comin'!" I said, grabbing him hard. As I shot my load all over
both our bellies I felt how tight my ass got around his big dick. It was
enough to make him come hard too. He grunted and slammed his meat in me as
far as it would go. I felt his cock spasm and spray inside me. It was
incredible. He grabbed me hard by my shoulders as he came in my ass,
grinding his hips harder, trying to get further inside me. When he finished
ejaculating, he collapsed on top of me. I wrapped my legs around his back
and kissed his neck.

"Oh man, that was so good", I said.

"Fuck yeah it was. You know, you're mine now," he said in a low voice.

"What are you talkin' about?" I said, "I've been yours since the first time
we were together."

"What I mean," he started, "is that you are completely mine now. I fucked
your virgin ass and my cock is the only one that's gonna be in you."

He looked a little strange as he said this to me, like he was unsure of how
I may respond. But I could tell he meant it. Obviously he didn't realize
how I felt about that statement. I loved it.

"That's what I want Kevin," I said, "just you."

We held each other and kissed deeply. He pulled his now flassid cock out of
my ass. When he did, I felt his cum start to seep out of me.

"Um, I think I need a rag," I said.

"No you don't." He pushed one of my legs up and onto his shoulder as he
slid down between them. He spread my ass cheeks wide and began licking up
his cum that was oozing out of me. He started sucking my hole, sucking the
rest of his semen from me. When he finished he came back up to my face and
kissed me. The taste of his cum and my ass were all over him. It was
delicious.

"You like that bro?" he said, smiling.

It hadn't taken him long at all to figure out how to play me. He knew I
loved it. I was really wondering if he'd been with other guys.

"I think..I think I'm in love with you", somehow I managed to say this to
my brother, awkward as it sounded I felt I must tell him.

"When you say I'm yours now, does that mean you're not gonna be with anyone
else, too?"

"Yeah bro, just you", he said, "I don't wanna fuck anyone but you."

He held me close with my head on his chest, and we fell asleep in each
other's arms once again.

After that first time of him fucking me, we both wanted to do it more and
more. He was fucking me almost every night, but I hadn't been inside him
yet. A part of me really wanted to fuck him, but he'd assumed a dominant
role from the very start. He had never offered to let me fuck him, and he
knew how satisfied I was with him fucking me. We started going places
together more than ever, we were becoming inseperable. It was difficult to
not show our affections publicly, but we both knew the importance of
keeping it 'our secret'. We both really got a thrill out of jacking each
other in public places. It was so exciting to think that we could be caught
by someone who knew us, but that never happened. We'd sit in a movie
theater together rubbing each other's cocks, we'd go off to the bathroom
together in restaurants and do each other in a stall. When he drove us
places I often found my head in his lap as he drove, sucking on him. Sex in
parks was also quite exciting. The more times he fucked me though, the more
dominant he became. I was definetly the "bitch". But that was ok with me, I
liked him taking charge, telling me what to do and how to do it.

One afternoon when we ended up at one of our favorite fuck spots at a park,
he tried something new on me. He parked the car and we got out, and he
announced that he had to take a piss. Many times he would just piss when we
got in the woods, but he must've really had to go bad. He headed for the
bathroom that was several yards from where he parked the car, and I
followed.

I stood next to my brother as he took out his cock in front of the
urinal. Man, he had such a beautiful cock! I figured we probably wouldn't
make it as far as the woods today, this john was just fine with me. I
unzipped my pants and reached inside them and started playing with my
half-hard dick.

"Pull it out," he said, "Lemmie see that dick bro."

I pulled my jeans down a tiny bit and exposed my balls and cock to him,
watching the stream of piss shoot from his dick while I stroked myself. It
really turned me on to watch the pink head of his cock peek out from the
foreskin as the hot stream rushed out from it.

"Put your mouth on me man," he said as he put his hand on my head and
pushed it twords his groin.

I knelt beside him and he turned to me and put his pissing dick in my
mouth. What a different sensation this was! I was used to swallowing his
cum, but he really flooded my mouth with all his urine. It was hard for me
to swallow fast enough.

"Ooh fuck man, that's awesome. Yeah, drink it all man."

He was really enjoying this, as was I. I felt like such a slave before him,
as he did this dirty thing to me. I drank his piss till he was finished,
and his cock hardened in my mouth. I continued to suck him, to get him
ready to fuck me.

"You liked that didn't you", he said as he slowly humped my face.

"Yeah I did, and I really want you in me now", I said as I started towards
one of the stalls. He followed me in and grabbed the waistband of my pants
behind me and pulled them down to my knees. I put my hands on the back of
the commode and hoisted one knee onto the toilet seat. He spread my ass
open and squatted behind me, licking my ass, getting it ready for his
hardness.

"Mmmm I'm ready man. Give it to me please."

He stood behind me and guided his meat inside my wanting ass. He took me by
the hips and immidiatly started fucking me hard, thrusting into me deeply,
making me whimper. The feel of his dick inside me always brought me to an
almost immidiate climax. Alot of the time I didn't even mastrubate it at
all, I'd be coming before I knew it. As he pumped me he reached under me
and found my cock, ready to come. He squeezed it and then jerked it a
couple times and I got off hard. I came all over his hand and into the
toilet below us.

"Ooh baby", he groaned, as I felt his cock expand and contract in me,
shooting his load deep inside me. He thrust into me as deeply as he could
and came and came. When the last of his ejaculation was finished, he leaned
on my back, catching his breath.

"Damn, you're sweet," he said as he raised his hand to my mouth, putting
his cum-soaked fingers on my lips. My tongue came out and licked his
fingers clean, and he slowly pulled his cock from my ass. He squatted
behide me once again and stuck his tongue up in me, sucking his milk out of
me. Man, I can't tell you how much I loved it when he'd do that. He cleaned
my ass off good, and then stood and turned me around. He pulled me to him,
and kissed me hard on the mouth. I felt like butter melting in his hot
hands. I knew he felt the same way too.

After several years of this ongoing secret love, my brother had saved up
enough to get his own place. This was quite a huge event for him, for us I
should say. Despite we had alot of privacy at our parents' home, we had
been waiting a long time to have complete and total privacy. There was no
question that I was moving with him, my parents had seen how close we'd
grown over the last 4 years. But I was sure that they never suspected the
half of it. They were always caught up in their own lives, and we were left
to our own devices. We moved out together into a small apartment, but it
was plenty of room for us. He bartended several nights a week and I had an
apprenticship at a tattoo studio. We made enough between us to get by
rather well, and still have enough free time for each other. When my
brother was working, alot of the time it was late before he got in. He
didn't make it a habit to drink heavily on the job, but one night he really
overdid it, and came home completly shitfaced.

One of his co-workers dropped him off that night. I heard the bell and went
to the door, thinking maybe he'd forgotten his key. There stood a strange
guy holding my brother steady as he swayed in the doorway.

"There was no way we were gonna let him drive home."

I guess not. "Thanks alot, His car still at work?"

"Yeah, can you come get it?"

No problem, but I'd wait till tomorrow. Tonight I could see that Kevin'd
need my attention.

"Yeah, we'll get it tomorrow, thanks again dude."

The guy handed my brother over to me and turned to leave. I was really glad
that he hadn't tried to drive. It was kinda funny seeing him in this state,
I had rarely seen him like this before. I walked him back to our bedroom.

"Hey bro, you feelin' ok?"

"Man, I'm fucked up", he said, sitting on the edge of the bed.

"Hang on, I'll get ya some water."

I left the bedroom to fill a glass for him, I had heard that drinking water
would help a hangover, which he'd undoubtedly have tomorrow, but maybe it
would keep it from being so bad. When I came back from the kitchen, he was
undressed and sprawled out on his belly on the bed.

"Here ya go, drink some of this."

"Mmm, I'm not thirsty. I'll drink some later", he said. "But I'd really
love it if you'd rub my back some, I know that would make me feel better."

I straddled my brother's lower back, sitting just above his ass, and
started massaging his shoulders. He moaned with pleasure as I rubbed and
kneaded him. It seemed like he was already starting to sober up some. I
looked at him as I rubbed him, admiring his broad back and shoulders, his
toned muscles. Even though we were so close in age, he had definetly gotten
the muscles and the size. He outweighed me by a good 40 pounds, and was a
couple inches taller. A person would probably think there was more than a
year between us because of our size differences. I loved his big strong
man-body. I was his boy.

As I sat on him and rubbed him more, I came down closer on his back,
rubbing my chest on him. Letting him feel my hardened nipples as I squeezed
his shoulders. That wasn't the only part of me getting hard. And he felt
that, too.

"Oh yeah, that feels great man", he said. I moved down a little from where
I was sitting on his lower back and positioned my hard cock between his
cheeks. I started moving back and forth just a little, rubbing my cock on
his ass. He spread his legs a little bit without saying anything. I had
really never entertained the idea of being on top of him. He was always the
top-man, but it seemed like that might change now. I layed all the way down
on his broad back and put my legs out behind me. He spread open even more,
inviting me to fuck him. I continued to hump him, with more assuredness as
I got more excited. I moved down between his legs and started licking his
hole. Spreading his cheeks open with both hands, I buried my face in his
ass, probing with my tongue, getting him ready to recieve me.

"You gonna fuck me, little brother?"

"Yeah man, you think you can take it?"

He started giggling when I said that, and I started wondering if it wasn't
purely the alcohol making him want to get fucked. I didn't want to be
taking advantage of him. But I was so ready to go, and at least, I thought,
the alcohol would make it a little less intense for him. I was very
accoustomed to having his dick inside me, matter of fact I derived so much
pleasure from it. It always made me come when he fucked me, but I didn't
know if it would feel the same for him. We were about to find out.

I stopped tonguing him and raised up on my knees between his legs. I took
my cock in one hand and spit on my fingers of the other, spreading it on
the head of my cock, making it nice and slippery.

He raised his ass off the bed a little and said, "C'mon, What are you
waiting for bro?"

I felt for his hole with my hand, and then started to guide my cock into
his tiny opening. I pushed the head just inside and he gasped, I don't
think he realized what he was in for.

"Is it ok?" I asked, waiting before I went any further.

"Yeah man, I want you to do me", so I pushed further inside him. I couldn't
believe how tight and hot it was inside him. He was going to get off easy,
I could already tell. There was no way I could last long at all with his
ass wrapped around me like that. I pushed in more and he moaned, and raised
off the bed farther to meet my cock with his ass. I was all the way inside
him now, my balls against his. He got to his knees and I put my hands on
his hips and started fucking him slowly. All the way in, all the way out.

"Oh fuck yeah man, that's good..Yeah, I like that", he said. "Fuck me
faster bro."

I knew if I did I'd be coming, I was trying my best to go slow and hold on
and enjoy this awesome feeling of being inside him. He started grinding his
hips against me and I grabbed him tighter and started pumping him
hard. This was like sensation overload for me, I was in total ecstacy, but
in my passion I thought of how he'd reach under me and play with my cock
while he fucked me, so I did the same. I reached underneath his belly and
found his hard cock and squeezed. I jerked him while his virgin ass ate my
dick, and that was it. It was just too much for me, he felt too good. He
was grunting and panting and sweating under me, and the feel of his
hardness in my hand and his ass enveloping my dick made me feel the cum
well up in my balls. I slammed deep inside my brother and what felt like
tons of cum shot from my cock, spurt after spurt, until it felt like there
was no more left.

"Mmm...ohh yeahh..fuck that's awesome."

"Damn, bro, didn't know you had it in you," he said as I rested my spent
body on his back. My cock started to soften in him, but his was still
rock-hard in my hand. I started to pull out of him, and as I did I watched
as my cum started leaking from his now-stretched ass. I did like he always
did with me, and lowered my face to his ass and started licking and sucking
all of my cum from him. As I did this, he grabbed his dick and started to
jack it hard. I put my face between his legs and turned to face his cock,
positioning myself so he could fuck my mouth. My tongue lapped his cockhead
as he jacked it, and he shoved it in my wanting mouth. He held the back of
my head in the palm of his hand and humped my face hard, but then stopped
suddenly to change positions. He started to scoot down and I scooted up on
the bed. I raised my legs up on either side of him, exposing my ass to
him. He spat on his hand and lubed his cock with it, and rammed his huge
cock into me. He fucked me like a bull. He was doing me so hard, so
feverishly. I wondered again if it was the alcohol, but it didn't matter to
me. I loved this! He was giving it to me like never before, despite the
pain from his violent humping I loved it. I almost felt like I was gonna
come again, even though my cock wasn't hard. He wasn't able to last long
either, with his hard speed-fucking. He slammed deep inside me and held it
there as he came all over my guts, pressed all the way up against me. It
couldn't possibly get any deeper. That feeling I had of almost coming
turned out to be something else. Without any warning, I started pissing on
myself as he shot his load in me. I started to reach down and squeeze my
cockhead, to make it stop, but he looked down as I wet the bed and said,
"No, man, go ahead." He stayed inside me and watched as I pissed on myself,
obviously enjoying it.

"Fucked the piss outta ya, huh?"

"Oh, man, that was really intense", I managed after I appeared to be
finished pissing. I felt a little embarrassed, this had never happened
before, but he let me know that it didn't bother him at all. He stayed
inside me for a little longer than usual, not doing the usual
collapsing-on-the-bed routine. I felt him going soft inside me, and then I
felt him start to fill my ass with his hot piss. I looked up at him,
suprised.

"Sorry man, when ya gotta go, ya gotta go", he said, smiling down at
me. What a bizarre feeling. I loved it, it was so hot and wet, and there
just wasn't enough room in my ass for it all. After just a second it
started squirting out of me around his cock. Well I guess the bed was
aleady wet anyway, huh.

"Man, Kevin, you're so hot. I love the way you do me. And, my God, I loved
fuckin' you."

"Yeah, that was intense." He leaned down and kissed me hard on the mouth as
he finished pissing inside me. He lay down on top of me, my wet belly
warmed by his. He held me there, kissing me for a few more minutes, before
he said, "Alright, let's get a shower."

We both got up from the wet bed and headed for the bathroom. Even though
our shower wasn't very big, I loved squeezing in it with him. Most of the
time our showers together were strictly for washing, because of the lack of
space. But it was always a great feeling, to soap each other up, feel our
wet bodies against each other, kiss as the water splattered on our backs.
We washed each other quickly, this sobered him up more than anything. He
seemed to be feeling alright though. I know I did, I was still in disbelief
that I'd just fucked him. I wondered how he felt about it now.

"So did you like that man?" I asked.

"Which part? I loved it all. Don't think that it happened because I'd been
drinking, I have been thinking about it for awhile. I just wasn't sure of
how to relinquish that power to ya, you're so used to being bottom and all,
I wasn't sure if you'd be into it or not actually."

"Well now ya know...feel free anytime to give me that ass", I said as I
chuckled. We got out of the shower and toweled off, and returned to the bed
that was soaked. We decided to sleep together on the couch that night, and
also to invest in a waterproof mattress pad. I fell asleep in his arms like
a baby. He held me close and breathed on my neck as he fell asleep. It was
so wonderful.

After that night my brother came home drunk a little more often, not that
it was a regular occourance, but it happened every so often. The bar he
worked at didn't seem like your normal type tavern. There were some people
who frequented the place that appeared to lead alternative lifestyles. Not
that it was a gay bar, but the kind of place you could be comfortable in no
matter what your orientation. I went up to meet him one night at the time
when he'd be ready to call last call. I walked in and was greeted by the
doorman. I looked behind the bar, but didn't see Kevin there. I went and
took a seat at the bar and another employee came over and asked what I'd
have. I ordered a beer, and asked where my brother was.

"Oh he's in the stockroom downstairs. You wanna go down there?"

The guy pointed me twords the stairs and I took my beer and headed down
them. I wondered for a minute if this looked weird, me going down to get
him instead of just waiting for him to come back up, but I figured no one
was noticing such things. I had learned to be alot less self concious, to
worry less about what others may think. I headed down the steps. When I got
down there, it was evident that my brother hadn't heard my footsteps. There
he was, being kissed and embraced by some little faggot-looking
motherfucker. I didn't know what to do or say. I was so pissed off. I
couldn't believe my eyes. I cleared my throat and they both stopped,
turning to look at me. My brother's eyes met mine and he was just as
shocked as I was.

"Oh, man", he started, "This isn't what it looks like, I swear."

How could it be anything but what it looked like? I just didn't know what
to say at all, I felt like my heart was breaking. He quickly walked over to
me and took me by my shoulders. I looked up into his face and he started
apologising. I felt tears come to my eyes as he talked. He saw them too,
and grabbed me hard and held me close.

"Really bro, this was nothing. The guy just gave me a really big tip and
wanted to suck my cock. I swear it was nothing more than that. You know I
love you man, I don't wanna be with anyone else."

I was starting to wonder how often this went on, and started to get angry.

"Whatever man", I said, definetly sounding pissed off. "Do what you gotta
do."

I pulled away from him and turned to walk back upstairs. Part of me really
just wanted to go over to that motherfucker who was touching my man and
break his face. But I didn't. Kevin grabbed me again and started pleading
with me to forgive him. The guy then had to put his two cents into it.

"What's the problem man?"

I looked over and then realized that it was someone I'd seen several times
in the bar. He knew we were brothers. Kevin then held me hard and kissed me
while this punk watched on. He was showing me that he didn't care that
someone knew about us. He kissed me and told me that he loved me, trying to
envoke some forgiveness from me. I put my arms around him too, but I
started to sob. He held me and rubbed my back, holding my face to his
chest. The guy once again felt the need to interject.

"C'mon man, it's just a blowjob. I gave him fifty bucks."

"Do you do this all the time?" I couldn't help but ask.

"No, man, I really don't. What do you want me to do here?"

I couldn't believe he had to ask me, he knew I just wanted us to leave
right then.

"What do you wanna do then", I said.

You gotta know this means nothing bro, just lemmie fuck his face and it'll
be over, ok?"

I let go of him and kinda shrugged, trying my best to be a man about
this. He walked back over to the guy and unzipped his pants, pulling out
his cock.

"Alright you gotta suck it good now", my brother said to the guy as he
dropped to his knees. Apparently this guy was quite attracted to my
brother. He started sucking his cock so hungrily, so desperatly. Like he'd
been waiting for this for awhile. My brother held the guy's head and slid
his dick in and out of his mouth quickly, kinda forcefully. I stood and
watched, and then stepped closer to where they were. Despite all my anger
and hurt feelings, I found myself starting to get turned on.

"Man you can do better than that. My brother can suck it way better.

C'mon you faggot, suck it like you mean it."

Hearing my brother start to verbally abuse this guy turned me on more. The
guy was apparently very into that sort of treatment too. He sucked hard on
Kevin's big cock, and squeezed his own through his jeans. I was then
standing side by side with him, and he took one hand off the guy's head and
reached over and squeezed my dick. Without any words, I unzipped my pants
and put my cock right there next to his, in the guy's face. I started
jacking it and the guy quickly took his mouth from Kevin's cock and put it
on mine.

"That's right faggot, suck him good", my brother said. "Suck us both off."

The guy was really going to town on me, then on Kevin, and so on. He kept
switching back and forth between our cocks. Too bad we couldn't feed him
both of them at once, I thought. He seemed to have that same thought at
exactly the same moment I did, and tried taking us both in his mouth at
once. We almost did fit. Not completly, but both our heads were in his
mouth. And I couldn't deny how great that felt. My brother turned his face
twords me and kissed me hard. I think he knew this guy wasn't gonna be able
to make me come, and he slipped his hand down the back of my pants and
found my asshole with his finger. He started probing it into me and I
moaned loudly. He knew what worked. He worked his finger all the way into
me and started to wiggle it around some, and thats all it took. I gasped
and started unloading in this guy's mouth, as my brother held the guy's
head down on my dick. He swallowed my cum hungrily, and my brother
continued to probe my ass with his finger. Man I wanted him in me so bad
now. He knew. He pulled away from the guy in front of us and started
pulling down my pants.

"You got your mouthful. Now watch what it looks like to fuck somebody with
love", my brother said.

I was starting to think that we'd been down here for awhile, and worry that
someone else may discover us. But Kevin wasn't concerned about it at
all. He lubed up his hard dick and stuck it up in me. I braced myself on a
case of liquor bottles as he fucked me in front of this stranger. It was
oddly exciting, having this guy watch us. As I glanced his way I saw that
he was exposed and beating off. Kevin drove his cock deeply into me and
started fucking me with passion.

"You know I love you man. This cock is for
you. I'll...never...fuck...another...ass", he said as he fucked it in and
out of me. "You got that bro? You hear me? Then I felt his cock grow and
twitch as he started to come. He grabbed my hips and held it deep in me as
he shot. The vouyer then came too, groaning loudly as he did. This seemed
like too much for the guy. He just came and came, moaning loudly all the
while. Kevin rested on my back for a minute after he'd shot, and then
pulled out slowly and went automatically to his knees behind me, licking me
clean. The stranger was still mesmerised by our love, and just stayed on
his knees and watched on. My brother then stood and grabbed me quickly and
turned me around to face him. He kissed me deeply, a long wet kiss. Then he
turned to the guy and said "You got yours, now go on man."

The guy stood and put his cock back in his pants and headed for the back
door. Before he walked outside it, he turned and said "Thanks guys, you
were really awesome."

I was feeling a bit better at this point, with my bro holding me tight, but
I still felt betrayed and pissed off. Part of me didn't even want to know
if this had been an ongoing thing, but I asked anyway.

"Man, please try to believe that it means nothing, ok? It's just a money
thing bro..and I'm sorry I haven't been straight with you from the
beginning. That's a big part of the reason I started working here. It's
really good money, just letting some fucker suck my cock. Please try to see
it the way it really is, man. It's only sex for money. It's nothing like
what we share."

I listened as my beautiful brother spoke, and did my best to take it for
what it was. But I still felt the anger in me. There had been times I'd had
an opporitunity to be with someone else, but I hadn't even entertained the
idea. I didn't have any desire to be with someone else. But I tried still
to look at the situation as not of one of desire. Finally I could speak
again.

"I just want you to be honest man. I would do anything for you, I really
love you. No more secrets, ok?"

"I promise, bro. No more secrets."

We hugged each other again, and realized that it was after last call. It
was miraculous that we hadn't been discovered by anyone. I started helping
my brother put some of the cases of liquor away, and just in time. Within
just a couple minutes, the other bartender came downstairs.

"Oh cool, glad that's gettin' done tonight", he said as he saw what we were
doing. "Thanks for helpin' out," he said to me, "there's a beer waitin' for
ya, man." He turned and started back up the stairs. After he dissapeared, I
looked at my bro and we both had an expression of 'wow' on our faces. We
put the rest of the cases in the storage in silence, and started up the
stairs together. We went up to the bar where our beers were waiting for us,
each of us turning our bottle twords the ceiling drinking quickly, and
headed to the door.

For a long while after that night when I had caught my brother with another
guy, I really had a problem getting over it. Despite his numerous apologies
and swearing it would never happen again, I had my doubts. And I was still
so bitter about it all. I kept hearing his words from years ago saying,
"You're mine now".. I wanted him to be mine, and mine only. Sometimes the
jealousy I felt was crippling. I knew I had to get beyond this. I knew I
still loved him as much as ever, but these were hard feelings to let go for
some reason. I found myself thinking of that night at the most unoppritune
times. When I was tattooing someone I needed to be focused on that, not on
other thoughts. I had moved past apprenticeship and had my own customers
now, and my work was good. I wanted to keep it that way, and not let these
troubles in my head be the reason for a less than perfect job. So one day I
actually decided to talk to someone about it, other than my brother.

A past customer of mine had refered a friend of his to me, and today was
the day I was to see him. It was just another appointment as far as I was
concerned, but as I glanced up at the clock as this man walked into the
studio and realized that he was my 8 o'clock appointment, I was very
pleased. He was so good looking. It was a rare occasion that I found myself
looking at other men, but I couldn't help myself. I knew part of that was
the residual pain from before, but I rationalized with myself, and felt
less and less guilt about being sucked in by his attractiveness.

"Hey, I'm Joe. I have an 8 o'clock with you?"

"Yep." I stuck out my hand to him and we shook. I asked him if he knew what
he wanted to have done. I was starting to think of a few things I'd like to
have done at that point. He was big and muscular with dark hair and eyes,
and was wearing a t-shirt so tight that it looked like it may rip being
stretched so taught over his body.

"I have an idea", he started, "but I think I may need to look through some
of your books. I'm wanting an exotic dragon on my lower back."

As he said this he turned a bit and pointed to the small of his back. Man,
a place that couldn't be tattooed with his pants all the way up! I was
really starting to get excited about this job. I gave him a couple of the
flash art albums and pointed out where some dragon samples were, and he sat
down with them and thumbed through a few. I went back into my cubicle and
made sure all my needles were sterilized and ready to go. After just a
minute he came back into my cubicle and said "This is perfect. Can you do
this?"

"Sure. That's a great choice", I told him. "How big were you thinking?"

"Across the whole lower back", he said, turning again and running his hand
across the waistband of his jeans. I told him to make himself comfortable
as I popped in a cd and began to trace the dragon onto the transfer
paper. He lay down on the table and put his hands behind his head as he
watched me draw.

"How long do you think this will take? A couple hours?"

I told him that it depended on the amount of color he was wanting.

"Just like the picture", he said. That was alot of color and shading.

"Yeah it will probably take two to three hours. You have any other work
done?"

"No, this is my first."

"Wow, you're going pretty big for your first one, eh?"

"Why, shouldn't I?"

I told him that if a person wasn't prepared for the feel of getting a
tattoo it may be hard to take. And that area of his lower back was a
sensative spot. He didn't seem concerned about the pain he might feel. I
got the transfer finished and asked if he were ready.

He sat up on the side of the table and started undoing his pants.

"Do you need them all the way off?" he asked.

"It might be more comfortable for you, it's up to you man." I wondered if I
were actually drooling at this point or if I was just imagining it. He
stood and took his pants down to his knees, and then sat back on the table,
laying back again. I could clearly see the outline of his cock through his
boxers. I must've stared just a second too long, he asked then if he should
take them down too. My brain was screaming "hell yes!" but I managed to say
no, just pull them down a bit after you roll over. So he rolled, and hooked
his thumbs into the waistband of his shorts, and pulled them down enough to
expose the top of his hairy ass.

"Is that good?"

"Yeah, that's perfect", I lied. I was thinking, "More! More!" I put some
cream on his back and applied the transfer and got my gun ready.

"If this is too much, tell me, ok?" I was talking in referance to the pain
from the needle, but upon saying that I was brought back to a time with
Kevin, when he had said that to me. I didn't want to be thinking of him
right now! I was so enjoying these thoughts I was having about this man
laying in front of me. Then I heard Joe's voice say, "I'm ready whenever
you are", and I did my best to focus on the job ahead of me. I turned on
the gun and started with the black outline of the dragon that was to span
the width of his back. I touched his flesh with the needle and he flinched
a bit, but only once. After a few minutes of doing the outline, I thought I
heard him groaning.

"You like that man?"

"Yeah, that feels awesome", he said. "This will be tough laying on my front
though."

"Why's that?" I asked.

"Cause it's giving me a big hard-on."

"Oh really? You really like that huh?" I tried to joke with him, but I was
really getting hot myself when he said that. He turned his head and looked
for my expression with my response. My eyes met his and I was sure he could
see my excitement. Then his eyes drifted to the growing buldge in my
pants. He smiled.

"I'm sorry to distract you like that, I need to let you do your job."

I had already decided that once the outline was finished I'd take a break,
whether he needed one or not. I needed one. About five minutes in the john
would do me good. Then I could focus. I tried my best not to look at his
ass as I continued running the gun, dipping into the black ink, trying to
get this over with so I could go jack. I was thankful that this was the
easiest and quickest part of the tattoo. As I worked over him, with my face
fairly close to his back, he felt my breath on his back and started to
squirm a little.

"You gotta hold still man", I said. "We can't take a break until I get this
outline done, the transfer needs to be inked over or it will end up
smearing."

I was really beginning to think he wanted a break for the same reason I
did. Then he let me know.

"You like dick don't you?"

"How'd you guess?" I answered jokingly.

"I bet you get turned on alot then, tattooing all sorts of guys. I bet you
get alot of action too."

"Well I've seen alot of guys who are nice to look at, but I've never been
with any of my customers."

"Really? Why not?"

Did I really want to get into it? I wasn't sure. But I began talking
anyway. "I'm in a serious relationship", I began. That was vague enough.

"He's a lucky guy", Joe said, reaching out and touching my leg. "So you
never mess around then?"

"Man, I've really felt like it lately." I began to tell my tale of
betrayal.

Joe listened intently and when I was finished he said, "Man that's fucked
up, if this guy really loves you. Even if it was just for money. I think
you owe him one."

I was just finishing the outline of the tattoo, and I turned off my gun and
wiped the excess ink from his back. He sat up on the table facing me. His
cock was completly sticking out of his shorts now, and man, I was having a
very hard time controlling myself. Even when I managed to look away from
his crotch, the rest of him was driving me crazy too. He reached out to me
and pulled me closer to him, his hard cock rubbing against mine through my
jeans. His open mouth covered mine and I felt his tongue plunge between my
lips. I was quivering at this point, half from extreme excitement, half
from guilt. I couldn't help myself. I kissed him back hard. I was then glad
that the other artists had made it an early night. I pulled away from him
to go lock the door. I locked up and returned to him, and he was completly
out of his shorts now. He stood in front of me stroking his big cock, and I
went to my knees in before him. I took his meat into my mouth and sucked
hungrily. I had never had another's cock in my mouth. He tasted awesome. He
moaned with pleasure and took the back of my head in his hand and started
pumping his dick in and out of my mouth.

"Man you got a mouth of gold. If you were mine I'd treat you like a
king. Why don't you come up here and lemmie feel that ass?"

"I just can't, Joe. Part of me really wants to. Believe me! But I can't do
that with you. Just lemmie suck you off...and I'll jack myself."

He pulled me up to him by my armpits and said, "Listen, I know you want
it. And I want your ass bad. So don't play hard to get with me, ok?"

He wasn't gonna take no for an answer, I could see. Part of me thought,
"I'm about to get raped", but then I thought about the fact that yes, I did
want him to fuck me. He was behind me, reaching around undoing my jeans. I
was kinda shocked by this whole thing. I knew that if I really hadn't
wanted him to do this, there was little I could do. He was a big guy. I was
submissive and not a talented fighter. He would have his way with me either
way. He pulled down my jeans and roughly pushed me against the table, and I
felt his hand on my balls, squeezing them hard.

"I know you love this man. You ready to get fucked like you never have
before?"



All I could do was moan. The rough way he was handling me was really sexy,
but a little unnerving too. I knew that he could really hurt me if he
wanted to. Thankfully that's not what he seemed to want. He continued
squeezing my nutsack hard, and was using his other hand to spread my ass
apart and get me ready for him. When I felt one of his big fingers enter
me, my cock started to quiver. Man, I wanted to be able to wait until his
dick was in me at least! He probed deeply in my ass, moving his finger all
around, pulling on my balls all the while. I stepped out of one of my pants
legs to give him better access. I was bent over the table and spread wide
now, ready to get fucked by this stranger. At this point there was no doubt
nobody was forcing anyone. He spat on his hand and rubbed it on my
hole. Then I felt his huge cockhead penetrate me. I gasped. It was huge. He
wasted no time and rammed it up in me all the way. There was no tenderness
about it. He stared slamming his cock deep into me over and over, and I
couldn't help crying out. He wasn't kidding, he was fucking me harder than
Kevin ever had. He continued to pound my ass and I knew I couldn't hang on
any longer. I grabbed my cock as it started to pulsate and spew cum on the
floor. I squeezed and jerked my dick hard, and as I did I put my head down
on the table and cought a glimpse of a shocking sight from underneath my
arm. There was Kevin, standing in the doorway of my cubicle, jacking his
dick as he watched me getting fucked by this other guy. He immediatly saw
me looking at him, and smiled real big at me. Joe was still pumping away
into my ass, apparently oblivious to Kevin's presence. I was in disbelief
that this was all happening. How'd he get in? Why the hell was he smiling
and not stopping this? I knew he could definetly put a stop to it, no
problem. But he just kept watching and beating off. I was surprised that
Joe hadn't come yet. My ass was hurting and he was still fucking me as hard
as when he started, maybe harder, and grunting loudly like an

h? You like the way I'm tearing you up?" The pressure inside me was getting
too much for me. Even though I'd already come hard, I knew that if this
went on much longer I would be pissing on myself. Kevin knew too. He walked
up quietly behind Joe, putting a hand on his shoulder as he kept fucking
me. Joe turned his head calmly and said, "Hey man, you were right. Little
bro's got an great ass." And with that he slammed it into me so hard I
cried out again. I really couldn't believe this shit. This was all set
up. By my brother. I didn't understand his thinking at all. Wasn't he
supposed to be the only one to fuck my ass? Kevin dropped to his knees
beside me and kissed my thigh.

"You're about to lose it, aren't ya bro?" He knew me well. He took my half
hard dick into his mouth and saved me from urinating on the floor. I
started pissing as soon as I felt his mouth on me, and he drank from me
deeply as Joe continued to fuck me.

"Whoa man...fuck yeah!" Joe saw what was going on and it made him start to
explode inside me.. There was no holding back for him. I felt his cock
throb and spray inside me. This was overwhelming. Feeling Kevin's mouth on
me as I pissed and Joe's dick shooting over and over deep in my ass. I felt
like a rag doll, about to pass out. Joe shot the last of his load into me,
and then pulled out and sat in my chair, breathing heavily. Kevin stood up
and got right in my face, grabbing me hard and kissing me deeply. He held
me so tight, squeezing my shoulders and ass as he kissed me. His tongue was
salty and wet from my piss, and he drove it deeply into my throat. Then he
broke the kiss to come up for air. He looked into my eyes and said, "I love
you man. I love you so fuckin' much. I know how bad I hurt you before, I
never will hurt you again. I really thought that you needed this though, to
help you get over it. You just can't go on being mad about it babe. It's in
the past, it's over, and I want us to move on. Do you hear me bro?"

I did. I still didn't understand his thinking as far as staging this
event. But I knew he really wanted to help me to end my resentfulness, and
this, to me, was an extreme gesture of how bad he wanted it to end. He held
me tightly again, and I felt his still hard cock against mine. We kissed
again, and he reached down and started fondling me. I felt the load that
Joe had squirted in me start to drip down my legs. Kevin made no move to go
behind me and clean it up though. I guess other people's cum was off limits
to him. I was glad. I started to get hard again in his hand. Joe was still
sitting in my chair, watching us eagerly. He saw as I glanced his way, and
said, "Let me watch you guys, please. You both look so fuckin' hot."

I nodded, I was turned on more at the thought of him watching my brother
and me get it on. I was all the way hard now, and Kevin started pulling
down his pants, taking them all the way off. He lay on the table on his
back with his hard cock pointing straight at the ceiling, and raised his
legs up for me, letting me know he wanted me inside him. Even though I'd
fucked him several times, it was still uncommon for me to be top. But I
think he knew that my ass couldn't take much more tonight, after Joe's
punishing fuck. And he also knew that I wanted to put it to him hard. I
climbed up on the table between his spread legs, lubed up my cock with spit
and started pushing into him. His legs immidiatly went up over my shoulders
giving me full access to him. I drove my dick into him deeply, and listened
to him gasp with pleasure as I went farther. I started riding him faster,
making him moan with every stroke. My belly rubbed lightly against his
hardness, and I bent down over him to kiss him as I fucked in and out of
his tight ass. He grabbed me around my back and kissed me hard, grinding
his ass against my groin. That was all it took, I was surprised I had
lasted that long. I felt the rumbling feeling in my balls as I got ready to
come. I drove my cock deeply into him and started to ejaculate so
intensly. I came and came. It felt like a tremendously long orgasm. After
the last of my cum was shot, I pulled out and slid off the end of the
table, and put my face down between his legs to suck my cum from him. He
started jerking his cock violenty as I cleaned his ass off. I quickly moved
up a little and started sucking on him. He held my head down hard on his
dick and in no time he was filling my mouth with his hot semen. Joe sat and
watched in awe, and was stroking himself once again at the sight of
us. Kevin's cum shot into the back of my throat and I swallowed it all. He
always tasted so good. I took my mouth from my brother's meat and kissed
him on the belly, moving up kissing his chest, his nipples, his arms and
neck. We

th, and I heard Joe grunt behind us as he came once again. As the cum shot
out of his dick and all over his big hand, he moaned loudly. When he had
shot the last of his load he raised his hand to his mouth and licked all
the cum from his soaked fingers. We were all so spent at this point. I was
ready to crash, that's for sure! Joe stood and pulled his jeans back up,
thanking us both profusly for the great time.

"I didn't hurt you, did I man? I didn't freak you out too bad, did I"

"No, man it's all good. You know you'll need to make a new appointment so I
can finish that dragon, right?"

Joe chuckled and said yeah. I put my own pants back on and we went to the
front of the studio and I penciled him into the schedule book. I unlocked
the door for him and he started out, but then turned and thanked Kevin
again. He walked away and I then turned back to my brother to help him into
his pants.

"How'd you get in here man?"

"I was in here before you locked the door. Man you looked sexy sucking his
dick. And man, he fucked you so hard! You were tough, bro. Very
impressive. You loved it, didn't you?"

"It did feel good. He was really great-looking, but I was feeling so guilty
about even thinking that. But no, I didn't love it. It was fun, but I just
want you. I just love it when you fuck me, no other mother fucker will ever
do for me what you do man."

"I hear ya bro. I love you too babe. Just me an' you, from here on, ok?"

He put his big warm arm around my back and we headed to the door
together. I felt home again.

We got home that night and talked a little more about the events of that
night. We both knew that part of me had wanted to get back at Kevin, to
feel like we were even or something. But it was so out of character for me
to act on an urge like that.

"So," he began, as we sat together on the couch, "What did you really think
about all that?"

I had to think for a minute. I wasn't completely sure myself.

"Well, I am still really blown away that you'd set that all up...why did
you? It's not because you want to feel like it's ok to be with other
people, is it?"

I was still a little unsure of his motives.

"No, man. I want you to start trusting me again now. I have gotten so sick
of the shit between us since that night in the bar, and I swore to you that
it would never happen again. I made a mistake, and I'm really sorry for
it. I thought that this night would help you to let go of it better, and to
help you get out some of your frustration."

"I dunno, I think Joe took his frustrations out on me. I'm still pretty
sore."

"Yeah, but I saw how much you loved being forced like that. You looked so
hot getting off while he slammed you! Tell me the truth, you loved it
right?"

"It felt so weird being with someone else. In a strange way it was
exciting, and you know I did love him punishing me like that, but that's
stuff we do. I don't want to include anyone else in our private lives."

My brother started rubbing my shoulder as he sat next to me, and then
leaned over and started kissing my neck. I turned to him and held his face
as I kissed him back deeply. He then grabbed onto me tightly around my back
and kissed me harder, pushing me back gently on the couch. He was on top of
me now, kissing my face and neck. I felt myself getting hard again. He
rubbed his denim-covered cock against mine as we continued kissing and
stroking each other.

"I know you're ass is still tender man, I won't hurt you, I promise."

As he spoke he started peeling my t-shirt up over my chest, and then paused
before taking it over my head to suck on my nipples. This made me start to
squirm. He licked and sucked them softly, and then started to nibble them a
bit. I felt my cock growing more inside my jeans. He started moving down to
my belly, licking and biting, getting closer to my groin. He undid my jeans
and I raised my ass enough for him to slip them off me. I laced my fingers
together behind my head and watched as he started sucking my dick. He
looked so sexy with my cock in his mouth! And he sucked it so good, he
really was gifted as far as giving head. I kept watching as he went up and
down on my shaft with his wet lips. Then he took his mouth off me and told
me to spread my legs. I put one foot up onto the back of the couch, and the
other down on the floor. He started licking me right beneath my balls, and
then stopped, saying, "Wow, dude. He did really tear you up. You've got
bloodstains on your ass, man." He took my leg that was resting on the floor
and put it up on his shoulder, and started licking my ass tenderly. His
tongue felt like velvet. I reached down to my cock and started stroking
slowly as he licked my ass clean of the dried blood. I was sure that there
was still 'essence of Joe' down there, but that didn't stop him. When his
tongue went to my hole and started to gently probe it, I couldn't help
flinching. Yeah, it was still pretty sore alright. But my brother continued
to lovingly lick away the pain, and I soon forgot my discomfort. He raised
up from his spot between my legs and started undoing his pants, and slid
them off. I watched as he pushed them down his hips and his hard cock
sprang out at me. He stepped out of his pants and got back on the couch
between my legs, moving up closely to me, to rub his cockhead against my
ass. I could feel the wetness of his precum on the tip of it. He just held
it there for a few minutes, stroking it and pushing it lightly on my
opening. He was all the way hard. I was ready for him.

"Do you think it'll be ok? You think you can take it?"

"Oh yeah man, I want you in me Kevin. All the way, as deep as you can go."

With that my brother started guiding his big dick into me, going slowly, to
make sure it was ok. He slid right in me, just like he was meant to be
there. He was, after all. Slowly he continued pushing until my balls were
against the base of his dick. He layed down on top of me, but didn't start
going in and out at all, he just left his cock all the way up in me and
started grinding his hips a little, moving it around in me. I felt his
cockhead massaging my prostate, that's what got me every time...I was
positive it would again. He started kissing me again as he moved around
inside me, ever so gently. My cock was mashed between our bellies, and I
was about to come. Then his mouth went over to my neck, and he started
whispering to me, "I love you so much. This is the way I want it bro. Just
trust me again, and I'll show you."

After he spoke he started biting my neck and moving in and out of me. My
cock started spasming between our bellies and cum started to shoot from it
all over both of us. He felt me coming on him, and started thrusting me a
bit more forcefully, but only for a minute. He had been right on the verge
too. For just a few strokes he went in and out of me hard, and then I felt
the undenyable expanding that preceded his orgasms. He grunted in my ear as
he continued biting my neck, and I felt the flood of his hot cum fill
me. He groaned as the last of his cum shot into me, and then lay still on
top of me, our sweaty bodies sticking together. I felt his heart pounding
against mine, and he whispered once me to me, "I love you bro." We fell
asleep there on the couch, me with my legs wrapped around his back, him,
with his cock still inside me. Yeah, this was the way I wanted it. Just
like this.