Date: Tue, 24 Feb 2004 21:25:48 -0800 (PST)
From: Jeremy Benner <jeremy0579@yahoo.com>
Subject: My Brother's Affiliation- Chapter 11

TEASER: "I wanted him so badly, just as I had last night before our parents
came home and shattered our plans...I wanted to bury my cock inside of him
and feel his ass muscles grip me. I wanted to hear Ian's moans of pleasure
and ecstasy as I pumped his tight butthole and prodded his prostate."

This part of the story includes: kissing, oral sex, fingering, anal sex

______________________

School was pretty tame again and thankfully it went by pretty damn fast. We
had a two-hour assembly about violence among high school students and
carrying weapons on school property. If you looked at me as I sat in my
aisle seat, I appeared to be very attentive to the lady speaking at the
podium. A buddy of mine even jabbed me in the side and hissed, "Take notes,
Benner!" and I laughed falsely and told him to fuck off. But the truth was,
I wasn't paying attention to a word that lady was saying. I was thinking of
Ian, of course. As I stared straight ahead of me, I thought back to
yesterday evening when Ian and I had made love for the first time. I saw
his lustful, horny expression before my eyes, and I recalled how his legs
gripped my waist as I rocked my hips against his body, and how his hands
clawed at the skin on my back, and his short, shallow breaths against my
ear, and his teeth biting his lower lip as I pleasured him, and the thick
scent of sex that quickly filled the room!

"Gloria won't be able to go to her senior prom or get married and have
children as she often talked about. She won't be able to..." The girl at
the podium started to cry as she spoke which startled me and snapped me
from my deep thoughts.

I watched as the woman who had been speaking before walked up to the girl
and hugged her by the shoulders.

"Jesus, this is way too dramatic," my buddy Kyle muttered under his breath
and sank down in his seat.

"... please do not carry a weapon to school. Even if you had no intentions
of using it. Think of Gloria Lopez... think of how she died so young due to
the misuse of a handgun," the girl whimpered and quickly walked off stage.

I felt like crying. I've been so damn emotional since Ian and made
love. Everything around me seemed so sad and depressing. Isn't that ironic?
I was happy! I was in love! But still I felt a little depressed, and not
even for myself. I felt sad for OTHERS. I felt sad for Megan. I had hurt
her so deeply. I don't think she ever truly loved me, but she did care
about me in some way and I had been so cruel to her. I had used her.

I felt sad for an overweight girl who got picked on in my English class. My
buddy Joel asked her in a loud, booming voice, so that everyone could hear,
if she had trouble lifting her rolls of fat and washing under them in the
shower. She stayed cool and ignored the snickers that filled the classroom,
but I could see in her eyes that she was embarrassed and hurt. She had a
beautiful face. I wanted to tell her that. She was right beside me and I
could have... but I didn't.

I felt sad for all the cheerleaders I saw throughout my high school wearing
their skimpy uniforms and too much makeup. Ribbons all throughout their
hair and globs of lip gloss coating their pouty lips. They try so hard to
get attention, and they do get it that's for sure... but they don't realize
that the guys that hit on them just want to get in their pants so they can
add to the number of scores they got in high school. Or maybe they do
realize that but they don't care. That makes it even sadder.

It's their own faults for being so lame and so dumb, I told myself, but as
I looked at them bouncing through the halls with their "School Spirit" I
couldn't help but be depressed. If they kept that up, they'd never find
love. True love. Like what I felt with Ian. That's what made me so sad. All
these fake people that made up my school may never find true love. They may
never know what it's like to look into someone's eyes and instantly feel
joy and happiness and pleasure and excitement and... beauty! Ian had saved
me. I was lucky. Maybe some of these stupid people that crowd the hallways
will get lucky too.

Rest in Peace Gloria.  ___________________

I grumbled to myself when I noticed Ian's car was not parked in our
driveway. I leisurely walked up the steps to the door then let myself in
and dropped my backpack to the floor. I plopped down on the couch, clicked
on the TV, and watched lame MTV videos while I waited for my brother to
come home and accompany me. As I half-heartedly watched stupid guys dance
all fast with their loosely opened button down shirts, revealing their six
packs, I started to dose off. I hadn't gotten much sleep last night, seeing
as how I had taken a four-hour nap after Ian and I made love.

When I woke up, Ian was sitting on the opposite end of the couch watching
TV. I groggily lifted my head and tried to focus my eyes on him. He smiled
at me and rubbed my legs, which were resting on his knees.

"Hey..." I croaked as I sat up on the couch

"Hey," he laughed, looking at me.

I swung my feet over the couch, and moved close to my brother. I rested my
head back against the couch and as I came back to life, I stared over at
him and he continued to smile.

"Hey," I said again, all breathy and romantic like as I looked into his
eyes


"Hey," he whispered, looking back at me

"You could have woken me up you know."

"I could have," he stated

"Where've you been?"

He made a face, "Guess."

"The mall?"

He chuckled and I smiled. We both hate the mall. Mom had recently sent us
to go buy ourselves some nice clothes for this office party she was taking
us to. Ian and I got so overwhelmed with all the stores and all the styles
of clothing; we just got frustrated and left. Mom had to go out and pick
our clothes for us. It's funny to think back on now, but at the time it was
annoying and pissed me off. There is just too much to see and buy at the
mall.

"After school Jessie was practically begging me to go over to her house. I
kept giving her several reasons why I couldn't, but she was so fucking
persistent. Finally I just got pissed and ended it with her."

"Wow, just like that?"

"Well... she didn't take me seriously as first but when she realized I
wasn't joking she got angry and started calling me a dick and an asshole."

"I'm sorry."

Ian shrugged, "I deserved it."

We were quiet, just looking at each other, for a long while. I felt
comfortable and relaxed. I didn't want to move or say anything. Ian turned
so that he was facing me, and my eyes followed his face, as his body got
even closer to mine.

"I saw Megan today." He said gently

"Yeah?" I whispered, unenthusiastically

"Yeah. She was coming towards me down the hallway, and I made the mistake
if saying hello to her. She stopped and said. `Hey Ian. Hey, do me a favor
will ya?' and I was like sure. She said, `Tell your brother I hope be burns
in hell'. Then she smiled and continued down the hall."

I closed my eyes and sadness swept through me again. Even if I didn't care
about her or like her for that matter, she was still a person and I
shouldn't have used her like I did.

"So yeah, we both suck," Ian said, touching the stubble on my chin with his
fingers, "I still have to tell Jason I don't want to fuck around with him
anymore."

I kept my eyes closed as my brother touched my face. I was still a little
sleepy and worn out, so I felt like I didn't even have enough energy to
speak. But when I heard Ian gently say, "I love you" my eyes slowly opened
and I stared up at his face. My heart fluttered and I got chills as the
words danced throughout my ears.

"Sometimes," Ian went on before I could build up enough strength to reply,
"This doesn't seem real. Like this morning when I woke up... I remembered
what happened yesterday. What we did. How it felt. What we said..."

He was staring down at my chin as he spoke, his fingers still rubbing over
the wiry hair on my face.

"But I kept racking my brain. Trying to figure out if it really
happened. If we were really talking to each other like this and touching
each other like we do now. I kept asking myself if I really had all the
facts straight. Were we really two guys... two brothers... feeling the way
we do and telling each other about it."

I swallowed. Speechless. It was real alright. My heart wasn't rapidly
beating in my ears for no reason.

"Maybe I was just groggy and disoriented because it was so early in the
morning, but I had a hard time believing this was really happening."

I took Ian's hand in mine and kissed his fingers. His eyes traveled up to
mine and I smiled sheepishly at him. I would have never kissed anyone's
hand or fingers in such a delicate, sweet way, as I had just done, a week
ago. That's too mushy. That's ridiculous... I use to think. But I do things
with Ian I never imagined I would do with anyone. It's easy for me. It's
like breathing for me to touch him and kiss him and talk to him the way I
do now.

"You look so sleepy," Ian laughed a little, "Maybe you should go back to
sleep."

"No, I'm fine. I don't want to go to sleep," I said gently, holding his
hand in mine.

I had daydreamed about kissing Ian and holding him in my arms all day, and
now that he was finally beside me, so close to me, all I really wanted to
do was stare into his eyes and enjoy the energy that flowed between us. But
when my brother leaned down to kiss me, I didn't stop him. My eyes closed
and I moaned a little when I felt his soft lips on mine. My hand
instinctively went to his side as he rested his upper body against mine.

Ian pried my lips open with his and slithered his smooth tongue into my
mouth. I whimpered and I tilted my head to the side, accepting the soft
muscle between my lips. My brothers strong, warm hand rested against my
face as he manipulated my mouth with his tongue. His tongue was moving
swiftly against mine, and I found myself getting anxious and dizzy with
lust for my brother. He was kissing me so fast, so deeply, so
passionately. It was making my whole body tremble with excitement and
desire. I was no longer drowsy as I had been just seconds before. That
feeling of needing to ravage Ian was back again and pressing on my mind,
making my dick throb between my legs.

My tongue tried to catch up with his. I lifted off of the couch and kissed
him just as hard and as deep, erupting a moan from deep within his
throat. My hand slid up his side to his back, and I pressed him firmly
against my body. We kissed like this for several minutes, getting ourselves
all worked up and horny and showing each other how much we loved one
another through our tongues, before Ian broke the kiss and looked into my
eyes.

I was out of breath, hot, quivering, and looking like a kid who had just
run 50 miles I'm sure. Ian looked just as dazed as I was, and I laughed a
little at the two of us.

"What?" Ian said, smiling

"You drive me crazy," I admitted, laughing some more, "You're an amazing
kisser. You're an amazing everything."

Ian smiled huge, and laid one last kiss on my lips before whispering, "Lets
go upstairs."

We both got up from the couch, and I followed my brother up the stairs to
his room. After the door had been shut behind us, Ian walked over to his
bed and I followed him. I began to sit down beside him on the edge of the
bed, but Ian stopped me with his hand and motioned for me to stand in front
of him. I did as I was told, and positioned myself in front of my
brother. I looked down at him as he looked up at me and smiled. He ran his
hands up under my shirt, over my abs, and down again.

"Take off your shirt," He said gently

I pulled my shirt up over my head and tossed it to the floor, revealing my
well toned stomach to my brother. He rubbed his hands up and down my
six-pack once again, feeling my muscles against the palms of his hands. I
looked down at Ian and watched as he moved his head forward and planted his
lips on my stomach. My hand went to his hair, and I watched intently as he
kissed all over my muscles, showing his admiration for them with his supple
lips and smooth tongue. This attention felt nice and I sighed under my
breath as my brother ran his tongue over and around my smooth flesh.

While he was kissing my abs, he fumbled with the button and zipper on my
shorts. When my shorts slid down my legs, Ian's lips left my body and I
stepped out of them. I was of course hard; Ian and I both looked at the
well-defined bulge in my boxers. He rubbed it through the fabric and smiled
up at me. I ran my fingers through his hair as I looked down at his
flawless face as he teased my dick through my boxers. My brother ran his
hands up and over my boxers to my abs, and kneaded them again in his
fingers. He stared at my stomach, pleased with how well I take care of my
body. Then, running his hands back down my torso, he hooked his fingers in
the waistband of my boxers and slowly pulled them down, revealing my
manhood to the both of us.

I stepped out of my boxers, my hard dick flopping around in front of me,
and then stood before my little brother, naked and on fire with
anticipation.

Ian was glaring at my hard, seven and a half inches of meat, as he rubbed
my bare, hairy thighs with his masculine hands. He looked surprised, like
he had never seen my cock before. He also looked deeply infatuated and
gripped by my member.

"You have an amazing dick," he whispered, "I can't believe I had all of
this inside of me yesterday."

"You did," I reassured him, and smiled.

He took my cock in his hand and squeezed it lightly before slowly moving
his fist up and down over it. He was being so gentle, so sweet. He wasn't
acting as he had been downstairs when he was attacking my mouth with his
tongue. Don't get me wrong, I didn't mind. He just makes me INSANELY crazed
and horny for him when he kisses me like that. My whole body was flaming
for him, but he wanted to be delicate now. He appeared to want to feel and
study every part of my body. I suppose we hadn't done that before in the
handful of times we had been together, up until this point. Thinking now,
before when he had sucked my dick or rubbed and caressed my body, he had
been so horny and anxious to do it that it just went so incredibly fast.

My brother jerked my dick some more with a very slow pace, teasing me, but
his hand was holding me nice and firm, so it felt really good. As he
stroked me he held my balls in his other hand, gripping them ever so
slightly, and rolling them around in their sack. Just when I started to get
into it, Ian's hands left my cock and balls. He pulled his shirt up over
his head and dropped it on the floor, exposing his own torso to me. Ian
wasn't into sports or lifting weights like I was, but he still has a nice
package of his own. He takes care of himself and shows great pride in his
body. I used to call him lanky when he was in middle school because he was
tall and gangling looking. He had no muscle or mass to him at all. He was
just a tall, skinny stick. But he is anything but lanky now. He has a nice
physique, just like his big brothers.

"Stand against that wall," Ian said gently, pointing to a wall behind me.

I gave him a look as if to ask, "What are you going to do."

He laughed, "Please."

I walked backwards towards the wall, and Ian got up from his bed and
followed me. I felt a little awkward, not really knowing why he wanted me
against his wall. I figured he wanted to suck my dick this way, but even
that didn't really make much sense. Why against a wall? Wouldn't it be more
comfortable with me on my back or something?

I pressed my back against the wall and Ian walked up to me. He put his
hands on my sides and leaned forward to kiss me. My hands went to his
shoulders when I felt his lips pressing against mine again. I wanted him to
kiss me hard again, like he had done downstairs, but he just laid soft,
light kisses on my anxious lips then pulled away and buried his head into
my neck where he began kissing that amazing spot just under the side of my
chin. I surrendered to him and let him kiss me any way he wanted to. It
felt good and sweet.

My brothers' lips then kissed across to the underside of my chin, and I
tilted my head back as Ian kissed over and around my Adams Apple. Mmm, that
felt good and a gentle sigh escaped through my parted lips. My hand went to
the back of his neck as he continued down my body, laying kisses all over
my collarbone. I lifted my neck back up and looked down at my brother as he
slowly kissed down to my chest. His tongue twirled into my chest hair,
tickling me a little and giving me goose bumps, as he breathed in my
scent. Down, down, down, Ian's lips went, and my head kept lowering until
Ian was on his knees in front of my dick with his face nestled into my
pubic hair. He kissed and sniffed the stiff hair before lifting his head
and staring directly at my dick. All his teasing had gotten me even harder,
and I was anxiously anticipating his warm, smooth mouth over my thick cock.

Ian took my cock in his hand and stroked it very lightly for a long while
before opening his mouth and taking in my pulsing head. He sucked my head
gently, allowing his mouth to get acquainted with my large size, while he
continued to hold the base of my hardness in his hand. I was staring down
at my brother, my hand on his shoulder, encouraging him to please me and
make me feel good. Ian complied with my wishes and opened his mouth even
wider to take more of my dick. About two more inches slipped into his
mouth, and I could tell by the wide-eyed look on his face that that was
sure as hell all he was going to be able to take. That was perfectly fine
with me, his lips felt so good on my meat. So warm and wet and tight and
perfect!

My brother shocked my, however, by easing more of my meat into his mouth,
and I gasped a little when I felt my head being gripped by his throat
muscles. Ian gagged repeatedly on my dick, causing his esophagus to squeeze
my head over and over again. I moaned loud when this happened and rested
back against the wall. I expected Ian to pull back, forcing my cock out of
his throat, but he didn't. He stayed on it, gagging and sniffing and
carrying on. If I told you it didn't turn me on a little bit... I'd be
lying.

"Mmm," I moaned and bit my lower lip.

Ian's eyes darted up to mine when he heard this, and I smiled down at
him. He looked so hot, his cheeks stuffed with my manhood and his eyes wide
and tearing up a little. After awhile he stopped gagging and his throat
relaxed to the invasion, so Ian tilted his head to the side with my dick
still buried in his throat, and began to ease back on my pole. With a pop
and one last contraction my head was out of his throat and back into his
warm, wet mouth.

"You're good at that," I whispered to him as I watched him edge more of my
dick out of his mouth

"Ugh God, you're so big." He said, out of breath, when he came off of my
dick.

"You don't have to do it. Just suck it," I suggested

Ian's lips enveloped my head again and he sucked the crown momentarily,
licking that tender spot up under the head nice and slow, sending shivers
through my hot body. My eyes followed his lips, and I watched as he gulped
down more of my meat as he had done before. More and more and more, until
yet again I felt his throat grab my head and squeeze it. My brother gagged
a couple times but not as much as before. He was calm, and ready to
go. Ready to please his big brother. He tilted his head to the side once
again, and slid my head from his gripping gullet but seconds later he moved
back forward and quickly reunited my crown with his tight throat. This
erupted a deep guttural groan from me, and my eyes narrowed as bliss swept
through me.

"Oh yeah, Ian, keep doing that for me," I whispered

After hearing this Ian was like a cock-sucking animal. His head moved
slowly on my cock at first, sliding my meat in and out of his esophagus at
a leisurely pace, but after awhile his head was bobbing on my dick like a
pro and taking close to every inch of me into his mouth.

"Oh God," I sighed, and my eyes closed as I repeatedly felt my little
brothers gullet grab my cock tight as I entered and hold me even tighter as
Ian forced me out.

Gulping and sniffing and gurgling noises filled the room, along with my
moans of pleasure and delight, as my amazing brother went round and round
on my hardness. Ian was still gagging and choking on my meat, but other
than that he appeared to be having no trouble taking my size down his
throat.

After awhile, I was began to get shaky and dizzy from standing up and I
began to feel my knees wobbling and bucking under me, so I put my hands on
Ian's head for support. I gripped his hair tight in my fists and followed
his movements while I steadied myself and leaned back against the wall. It
felt good to get a blowjob standing up. Surprisingly enough it seemed to
make everything more intense because it disorients you a little bit and
makes you feel all the more weak and vulnerable to the pleasure being
brought to you.

"Oh fuck... fuck... Ugnn..." I whimpered, turning my head and pressing it
against the wall as my brother continued to deep throat the hell out of my
cock.

I felt myself shaking, and I'm sure Ian felt me quivering above him too. My
whole body was booming with pleasure! Every time my brother would remove my
dick from his throat, it felt like my cockhead might me yanked off. That's
how tight his throat was grabbing me. Mmm, fuck it felt so good. I would
have came down Ian's throat if he had continued to suck me like that for
just a few more minutes, but he slipped my dick from his mouth and stood
up.

My eyes slowly opened and when they focused, I saw Ian in front of me,
smiling a little. I felt dazed and bewildered and like everything around me
was moving just slightly.

"Feel good?" Ian asked, kissing my chin

I just moaned in response. I felt like I might slump down the wall, and I
think Ian could tell because he took my hand and walked us over to his
bed. I laid down on my back and moaned, exhausted and feeling drained even
though I knew I still had a nice thick load in my balls anxiously waiting
to be released.

"You're sleepy again... that wasn't what I wanted," Ian said, laying down
beside me on the bed.

"Not sleepy. Just... I don't feel like I can move."

"You didn't even cum!" he laughed

"I know, but shit, you sucked the hell out of me."

I looked over at my brother to see him smiling, pleased with himself for
putting me in this state.

"I didn't know you could do that," I whispered

"Me neither."

"You're damn good at it."

I closed my eyes and actually felt like I could fall asleep even though I
had a raging hard-on between my legs. I didn't think that was possible, but
I swear I could have drifted off to la-la land if Ian hadn't been next to
me, pressing me to snap out of it.

"Brian..."

I slowly opened my eyes and focused them on my brother.

"I want you to make love to me again," Ian said gently, running his fingers
through my chest hair.

"Mmm," I moaned and I thought back to yesterday evening when I had hovered
over my brother with my head buried in his neck while he squeezed his
thighs around my waist, urging me to pound into him harder.

Ian bent down and kissed at my ear as he whispered, "I want to feel your
dick inside me. I've wanted it all day."

My cock quivered in response to my brothers breathy, sexy words on my ear.

"You want to be inside of me again, don't you? You want to make love to
me?"

I turned my head, moving my ear from Ian's mouth, and leaned forward to
press my lips against his. I kissed him gently, snaking my tongue between
his parted lips and into his warm mouth. My hand went to his neck, and Ian
moaned, leaning down over me and pressing his upped body down on mine. We
made out for a long time, our tongues caressing and stroking one another.

"You know I want you again... I want you so bad," I moaned against his lips
and gripped the back of his neck in my hand.

Hearing this drove Ian to kiss me harder and deeper as he had done
downstairs on the couch. I lifted my head off of his bed, and kissed him
just as hard and as fervently. We were both moaning and grabbing at one
other as we anxiously rubbed our soft, wet tongues against each another. I
could have kissed Ian like that forever. It was so intense and romantic. I
love him so much. I don't doubt that when we kiss each other like that. I
feel so close to him and like everything around us is history. Everyone and
everything. It's just him and me. Sharing our souls with one another.

Ian pulled off of me and rolled onto his back. I turned onto my side and
watched as he slid his shorts and boxers down his legs before kicking them
off. We were both naked now and flustered with lust and desire for one
another. Any thoughts of holding my brother in my arms and falling asleep
with him were gone. I wanted him so badly, just as I had last night before
our parents came home and shattered our plans. I'll snuggle up with Ian
later. Right now I wanted to bury my cock inside of him and feel his ass
muscles grip me. I wanted to hear Ian's moans of pleasure and ecstasy as I
pumped his tight butthole and prodded his prostate.

I sat up on his bed and got onto my knees; Ian laid down on his back where
I had been and spread his legs for me. He looked eager and impatient and
like he wanted to scream, "Hurry, fuck me! Now! Now!" I sure as hell wasn't
going to let him down.

"There's lube under the bed," Ian whispered

I leaned down and reached my hand up under Ian's bed and felt around for
his bottle of lube. When I found it, I sat back up and positioned myself
between his legs. I squeezed a nice amount of the liquid into the palm of
my hand and rubbed it into my cock. My dick had stayed hard this whole
time, and it was throbbing and jumping in my hands. I then poured the
liquid onto Ian's exposed hole, and my heart began beating faster as I
watch my brothers wrinkle contract in anticipation. I concluded I wouldn't
tease his asshole with my tongue. We were going to go straight to final
jeopardy. I needed him right then, and I could tell by the look on his face
that he needed me.

With my fingers I massaged the oil into his pucker in small circular
motions then slipped a finger into the sensitive chute. My eyes looked up
at Ian in time to see his eyes slowly close and his lips part. He looks so
beautiful. Everything about my brother is sexy. Everything.

I fingered his butt with just one finger for awhile, getting him ready,
before I added my middle finger in on the fun. I went slow, not sure just
how loose Ian's ass still was, but my worries were settled when Ian himself
asked for a third finger. I was but a humble servant to my lover and slid
another finger up his ass. Ian winced for a split second then relaxed and
breathed out. I moved the fingers in and out of him at a smooth, steady
pace, careful not to go too quickly too soon. Ian's ass was gripping my
fingers so tightly as I moved them in and out of him, and I watched his
face carefully to make sure I wasn't hurting him in any way. His eyes were
still closed, his lips still parted, and his head was rolled a little to
the side.

"Ugnn!" Ian moaned out loud.

I stopped my movements and quickly apologized

"No... that was good. Felt nice," Ian whispered, opening his eyes.

I tried to emulate what I had done before, but truthfully I didn't really
know what I had done to cause Ian to moan out like that.

"I'm ready," he whispered

I slipped my fingers from my lovers' ass then sat up on my knees. After
putting the lube on the nightstand beside Ian's bed, I got back between his
legs and aimed my dick at his hole. Ian put his hands under his knees and
spread his legs wider for me; we were both ready.

I rubbed my dickhead against my brothers pucker a few times before I slowly
eased myself forward. I wanted to leisurely inch my engorged head inside of
him, but his ass quickly grabbed at my dickhead and sucked it in and Ian
and I both breathed out in surprise. I stayed where I was for several
seconds, a little shocked that I was already inside of him, before I edged
more of my meat into my brother. My eyes stayed focused on my cock as it
slowly but surely slipped deeper and deeper in his taut asshole.  When the
majority of my manhood was inside of him, I leaned forward over Ian and
rested my hands on the bed.

Ian stared up at me, his eyes wide and full of what looked to be lust and
anticipation. No sign of pain, thank God.

"Are you ok?" I whispered, just to make sure

Ian just smiled his sexy, boyish smile and put his hands on my back.

"I'm not all the way in," I warned him

In response to the "bad news" Ian ran his hands down my back to my ass and
pushed down, signaling for me to give him all of my dick. Like I said, I
was but a humble servant. I slowly moved my hips forward and intently
watched my brothers' face as the last few inches of my cock slid inside of
him. Ian's eyelids wavered a little as he looked back at me while I pushed
into him.

With one last and final push, my manhood was buried to the hilt inside of
him and I relaxed my tense muscles, happy that the hardest part was over. I
expected it to be like yesterday when Ian had grunted and winced in pain
for like five minutes straight, but thankfully it was nothing like that. He
seemed fine. Not only fine but horny and ready for me to pummel him!

"Does it hurt at all?"

"No. It feels nice," Ian responded, and ran his hands up and down my back.

After Ian reassured me that he was fine and was actually enjoying my cock,
I calmed down and began to focus in on my own pleasure.  I could have kept
my dick deep inside Ian's ass forever, just staring down at him and feeling
ultimately connected with him. It felt so good. His asshole was so tight
and hot and soft! It was mind-blowing! My baby brother and I were joined
together once again, making each other feel good, sharing our bodies with
one another. The idea alone was enough to make me dizzy with passion.

"Make love to me, Brian," Ian whispered, snapping me from my daze.

Without any more reluctance, I slowly lifted my ass, forcing a good portion
of my dick out of my brother, and my body trembled a little when Ian's ass
gripped me tight as I slid out. When just my cock-head was in his ass, I
sunk my meat back into him, and my eyes wavered closed as a bolt of
pleasure traveled through my body. When I forced my eyes open, Ian was
grinning a little, and I could tell by the glassy look in his own eyes and
the dazed look on his face that my dick was already making him feel good. I
repeated my movements at a slow rate for several minutes, allowing my lover
to loosen up and get use to my size- although Ian didn't seem to be having
any trouble taking me- before quickening my speed and pushing into him
harder and faster.

After awhile, Ian was pushing his hips up to meet my thrusts, and our
bodies were in sync and rhythmically working together to bring both of us
pleasure. I couldn't believe we were making love again. Just seconds ago it
seemed like I was downstairs on the couch, waiting for Ian to come
home... and here we were. I was on top of him again, pushing into him,
staring into his eyes, feeling an unfathomable amount of love for him, and
enjoying every minute of it.

My eyes never left Ian's as I manipulated my cock inside of him, and my
heart burst with joy and excitement every time I plunged into his ass and
he arched his back a little and moaned gently, his eyes narrowing and
twitching just slightly. He looked so sexy when that expression washed over
his face; I'm sure precum oozed out of my dick and deep inside his hole
every time he looked up at me with that look on his face.

Ian's expressions and moaning, mixed with how hot and tight his asshole
felt around my cock, were all pushing me closer to euphoria. I didn't want
to cum. God, I didn't want to cum at all, and I wouldn't let myself... but
I couldn't help but pound into him even harder. I wanted to hear my little
brother squeal with pleasure; I wanted to feel his tight pussy clamp down
hard on my meat as I went into overdrive.

I lifted off of him a little and his eyes followed mine as I positioned
myself over him. Then without warning him, I began to swiftly move my hips
back and forth, causing my dick to quickly rush in and out of him. The
sound of my balls slapping against his ass filled the room, and Ian
whimpered and grabbed my back as I banged into him with rapid, deep, long
strokes.

"Hauuugh... that feels good," he cooed, his eyes fluttering as he gazed up
at me.

As the pleasure began to crash into me more urgently, I felt my heart start
to beat faster and my breath coming shorter and quicker. I wanted to close
my eyes and just completely lose myself to the feeling, but more than
anything I wanted to keep them focused on my brother as I watched his own
delight dance across his handsome face.

"Can you feel me?" I coaxed while I continued to pump my cock in and out of
him, "Can you feel my dick inside of you?"

Ian just whimpered, and I watched as his eyes slowly flickered closed and
his flawless face contorted into a look of absolute bliss and rapture. My
head was beginning to get fuzzy and as I continued to stare down at my
brother, blinking rapidly to keep my weary eyes from closing, the room
seemed to get dark as if everything around Ian and I were fading away. And
as my brother's grip on my back grew tighter and tighter, and his sweet,
hushed whimpers grew louder and more urgent, I found myself pushing into
him harder and faster.

"Ugh God, Brian! Haugh! Whoo... Ugnn... don't stop!" Ian moaned, throwing
his head back and squeezing my waist with his thighs

When I heard those words, my eyes closed and I began spinning faster and
swimming deeper through my own ecstasy. From a distance I heard myself
moaning and my balls slapping and the loud, wet noise of my lubed dick
sloshing and pumping into Ian's lubed ass. And even further away was the
sound of the bed sheets crinkling as Ian and I made love.

Just when I was beginning to feel myself truly and completely succumbing to
the pleasure that was encircling me and draining my strength, I felt the
back of Ian's hand moving on my stomach between our bodies. I slowly opened
my eyes and looked down between us to see Ian's hand stroking his fully
erect cock. I then looked up at him, and he looked back at me with that
same dazed, bliss filled expression and cooed in a shaky tone, "You feel so
good. I'm going to cum soon."

I wanted to see my brother cum as I fucked him, so I leaned back, lifting
myself off of him, and stood on my knees with my dick still firmly
implanted in his butthole. I spread Ian's legs for him then gradually began
bucking into him again. Ian moaned and resumed stroking his engorged cock
as I maneuvered my own meat inside of him, and we stared into one another's
eyes as we shared our pleasure. Words cannot describe just how electric and
spiritual it is when you look into your lovers eyes as your cock slides in
and out of them. It's almost as if you are looking into their soul. Cliché
I know, but nonetheless true.

"Cum for me baby," I whispered, pushing into him harder and faster as the
words slipped from my lips.

Ian stared back at me, silent and looking focused but also looking like he
wasn't seeing me. He looked like he was completely overwhelmed by the
feelings radiating through his adolescent body, and like it was almost too
much for him. It wouldn't have surprised me if he shattered into a million
pieces when is orgasm crashed into him at full speed.

"Harder... Ugnn... harder, Brian..." Ian whimpered, then arched his back
and trembled with pleasure when he got what he asked for.

My hips were beginning to ache and my own orgasm was impatiently turning in
my balls, but I wouldn't let up. I wanted to make my brother explode with
pleasure! There was no way I was pulling out or slowing down or stopping!

"Oh God... fuck... Ugh fuck," Ian cooed, pumping his cock as hard and a
fast as his arm would let him.

Then I felt Ian's asshole clamp down hard on my cock, causing me to cry out
in shock and bewilderment as even more pleasure bubbled through me. It was
all I could do not to just surrender to the feeling and allow my anxious
climax to skitter in and dance throughout my body.

"I'm cuming," Ian whispered, looking up at me with glazed, distant eyes,
then his beautiful, blue eyes slowly rolled into the back of his head and
that look of complete bliss and rapture covered his gentle face once again.

Then seconds later, I looked down and watched in amazement as numerous
spurts of cum shot from Ian's dickhead and all over his chest and
stomach. My brother shook and quaked with ecstasy and cried out to the
pleasure that was rapidly filling every inch of his teenage body. I
continued to buck into him as hard as I could as his orgasm soared through
him; I had no intentions of cuming just yet. I wanted to hold off just a
little longer, but my body had had enough I suppose because my own orgasm
hit me in one quick instant.

"Auughh! Ugghh!" I groaned in surprised and threw my head back as I reached
my peak.

Ian's moans grew louder as I came inside of him, and his asshole once again
clamped down hard on my dick, causing my orgasm to intensify even more. I
quivered and small spasms of pleasure twirled happily inside of me, as I
flooded my brother's pussy with my cum.

When all that was left of my orgasm was my heart rapidly beating, trying to
catch up with all the excitement, I collapsed on top of Ian and panted
against his neck. My head felt heavy, as if I had been drinking for hours,
and my skin felt very sensitive and vulnerable. Ian was panting with me and
I could feel his own heart beating at a tremendous speed against my
shoulder. I moaned happily when he wrapped his arms around me, gripping me
to him, and relaxed my muscles, letting my body go completely limp on top
of him.


To Be Continued...