Date: Fri, 21 Oct 2005 00:14:43 -0700 (PDT)
From: Andrew J <andrewbjo@yahoo.com>
Subject: My Exhibitionist Straight Brother - Part 3

***** This story is pure fiction. Do not read if you are not 18 or older,
or if gay sex or incest isn't your thing. Otherwise, enjoy!

***** If you enjoyed this story, please let me know! All comments are
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My Exhibitionist Straight Brother -- Part 3

(...in which they do the Kneeling Thing)



I woke up the next morning to the smell of fresh coffee and scrambled
eggs. Dan was up and in the kitchen, making breakfast.

"Morning bud!" His eyes lit up as soon as he saw I was awake. "I wanted
to let you sleep in for a while, you must be tired, huh?"

"Morning, Dan" I said, groggily. I got up, and looked around for my
boxers. Not being able to find them, I decided screw it, and went into
the kitchen naked, following the smell of coffee. I'd find them later.
Dan was standing at the stove, making the eggs. He was wearing nothing
but a pair of really cute, low rise underwear. They looked a lot like a
pair I had brought with me from Chicago.

"Help yourself to some coffee", he said, handing me a mug. "Oh, I
unpacked your suitcase, and threw your clothes and stuff in with mine in
my chest. Your underwear is really cool, man.. I borrowed a pair." he
said, pointing at his crotch.

I must admit they looked hot on him. THey fit him perfectly, had a large
pouch, which he filled out perfectly. They were bright blue, and had a
red waistband & piping. They were very low rise, so started just below
his ass crack and pubic area, so some of his pubes were showing. I
noticed he hadn't showered yet, so there were still a few random bits of
dried cum on his abs and chest.

"Go take a piss, bud! Don't just stand there staring with your dick
pointing at  me!" Dan laughed. I realized I'd been staring at him, and
still had morning wood, combined with the excitement of seeing Dan in my
underwear.

I ignored him and sat down at the tiny table. I was slowly waking up.

"So where's Jen?" I asked, not really caring and glad she wasn't around.

"She had to wake up early this morning. She teaches yoga at 7. I'll see
her later on tonight. But for today, it's just me and you, buddy boy!"
Dan said as he smiled at me. "Why don't you go get cleaned up while I'm
fixing breakfast, and I'll take you around to a bunch of places"

"Let me have my coffee first. I'm still not awake yet, dude!" I said, a
bit grumpy. I was usually cranky in the mornings. Dan was the lively
enthusiastic one.

"Whatever, man! Let's have breakfast. The eggs are ready." He served 2
plates of scrambled eggs & toast and sat down beside me. I must say it
was really nice to be with my big brother. He was always so good to me
and put up with my grumpiness.

He chatted inanely, I mostly listened, and ate. I was very hungry. I
 also enjoyed just watching him. We both looked identical. I'm so glad I
spent all those hours at they gym last semester, they really paid off,
and kept me looking as well-defined and toned as Dan was. When we
finished breakfast, I got up, and cleared the table. Dan sat back with
his coffee, leaned back with his legs spread a bit, watching me clean up.
His well-filled blue pouch looked so hot against his body. When I was
done, I made for the bathroom to shower and shave.

"Your toothbrush and stuff is in the bathroom in the second drawer, along
with mine" Dan shouted.

In the bathroom, I was surprised to find the entire medicine cabinet and
first drawer were filled with Jen's stuff. Dan's stuff was in all crammed
into the second drawer, now along with my stuff. I was annoyed and
irritated at the way Dan let himself be overrun by that

bitch. She didn't even live here and basically had control of his
bathroom already. I was pissed.

I brushed my teeth and shaved, and went back out to get a towel to
shower.

Dan was standing in front of the full-view mirror he had near his bed,
admiring himself.

"Pretty hot, huh" He asked me, feeling his abs.

"Yep... you're doing a good job at the gym!" I said.

"Come stand beside me, bud" he said. So I did. We looked at our
reflection in the mirror... I must admit it was the hottest thing I'd
seen. We were both in great form, standing together. I was completely
naked and he was wearing my briefs.

"Man!" Dan said proudly "I'm proud of you, bud... you've been working
out!" He said, feeling my biceps and chest muscles. This of course
instantly turned me on, and I got hard immediately. Dan didn't even
notice... "Your shoulders are pretty good too. Your back could use some
work though. check out mine", he said turning around.

I felt his back and do admit.. it was very well defined. This wasn't
helping my raging hardon at all. Dan turned around, and looked at us in
the mirror again. He looked down at my hardon.

"Hey bud, Jen says you should trim your pubes".

"What? Why would she say something like that?" I said, a bit taken aback.

"Well, she says that most gay guys with average size dicks do to make
their dicks look bigger" he said, matter-of-factly.

I was fuming. "How could she say something like that!! What a bitch!" I
retorted. "She's rude, stuck up and just insulted me!"

Dan's expression immediately fell. I could tell he was hurt. "Hey, she
was only trying to help! She thinks you've got a nice bod otherwise, even
though your dick is a lot smaller than mine."

I just stared back at him incredulously. "Dan, first you know my dick is
exactly the same size as yours. second...."

"I think Jen is right, man. Your dick would look a lot bigger if you
trimmed your pubes." Dan cut in. "Your dick is really nice, man... it's
just not as big as mine, but if you trim, it would probably look a bit
bigger is all she said"

I was getting furious. I was always amazed at Dan's complete denial of
the fact that our cocks were identical in size. He'd never ever admitted
it. Ever since we were kids he would remind me, and would constantly
measure our dicks with a ruler.... Of course, the measuring stopped after
we'd fully grown.

"Ok, look.. check this out" he said, and hooking his thumb under the
waistband of his underwear, slipped them off. He stood straight in front
of the mirror and pointed down to his cock "Now that's a cock" he said
and smiled proudly at me. "And look at yours".

By now of course I'd completely lost my erection, and was probably even
slightly shrunk, from being so angry.

"Dan, they are the same size, man!" I said. They both looked completely
identical.

He held his dick in his hands and looked at me, saying proudly "Some
cock, huh? Girls just love it, man! You shoulda seen Jen last night! She
was all over it"

I had a hard time being tough with Dan. He was, afterall, my big bro, and
always seemed to get off on the belief that my cock was smaller than his.
I couldn't keep arguing with him.

"Yeah. you're right. I saw her last night. She definitely loves your
dick" I finally said.

He smiled proudly, and his dick got a bit thicker.

"You've definitely got the big one in the family, Dan" I finally said. It
always always came to this, no matter how many times I promised myself
otherwise.

His smile broadened, his chest poofed out a bit and his cock got a bit
harder.

"I know" he said.

Meanwhile, my dick was beginning to respond to his rising dick, and also
probably to his subtle dominance over me.

"So, as Jen was saying, we should get your pubes trimmed. Can we? Come
on, bud."

Given he was now pleading, I relented, "OK. But not too short. I don't
want it to look funny" I said. The idea of my pubes getting trimmed by
Dan was making my cock get harder and harder by the second.

Dan gave me a big hug and kissed my neck. "Let's get the clippers". He
said and practically dragged me to the bathroom. He got the clippers out
of the drawer, plugged them in, and turned them  on. He leaned me against
the sink, and, standing in front of me, eagerly sheared away my pubes. My
dick was fully erect, and in the way most of the time. Holding on to it,
he took about 5 strokes with the clippers and most of my pubes were gone,
trimmed down to the shortest possible length without actually shaving. So
much for not taking too much off.

"Dude..." he laughed. "that looks wicked!". I wasn't sure if he was being
serious or sarcastic. I looked down. I must say, it did look pretty good
and made my cock look a lot bigger. The fact that Dan was still holding
it made it all the better. A drop of my precum had dribbled onto his on
his finger.

He stood back, and, letting go of my throbbing cock, examined his work
and my body.

"Yep, definitely looks better this way. You should clean the trim job up
a bit. But otherwise, you look great, man! It makes your cock look a few
inches bigger. closer to the size of mine!" Then, handing me the
clippers, he went to the bedroom, leaving me in the bathroom.

I carefully cleaned up my big brother's rather sloppy messy trim job,
making sure I got around the ends, my  balls, and the area underneath. It
felt amazingly free and liberating to not have a huge bush of pubic hair.
Not to mention wonderfully sensitive.  It felt like the slightest breeze
would give me an orgasm. And I admit I did like the way my cock stood
straight out.

I stepped out of the bathroom, and noticed my brother standing in front
of the mirror again, staring at his body. He had a sort of worried
expression on his face, and when he saw me, called me over.

"Hey buddy, you think I should do the same?" he asked "I mean, look how
good it looks on you"

Wow. I looked down at my crotch, then at his, and told him what I usually
tell him when he asks me something like that:  "you look great the way
you are, Dan! why mess with perfection?"

He smiled at me, happy, and said "Thanks for saying that, bud... but I
think we should trim mine too."

So, we went back into the bathroom, and Dan handed me the clippers. He
put his hands behind his head, thrust his pelvis out, and nodded. I had a
raging hardon that wouldn't go down, and Dan was a bit fluffed. I was
about to start trimming when he stopped me.

"Here put this on the clippers first", he said handing me a #2 guard. "I
don't want it too short or it will look kinda funny."

Needless to say, I was irritated that he ignored my request for a guard
but wanted one for himself. Whatever. I started trimming away. The
vibrations started working on Dan, and he started getting hard, and
laughing.

"Whoa, look, bud... that feels pretty good!" His hands were behind his
head, so I had to hold on to his erect cock while trimming his bush off.
I did a really good job, getting all areas surrounding his cock, his
balls, and the inner thighs surrounding his crotch, as he looked down at
me, grinning.

"Thanks buddy, that looks wicked. Now here, get the area underneath and
behind, will ya?" And turned around and bent over.

I continued trimming his perineum and his asscrack until there was very
little hair left. My dick was throbbing so hard I could hardly
concentrate.

"Hey, take the guard off if you want" he said.

So, I took the guard off and redid his asshole and perineum. God, I
thought I would explode right onto his ass right then. He looked so
beautiful, and vulnerable, with his private parts fully exposed to me,
not even covered with the usual layer of hair. I turned off the clippers
and just stared.

After a few seconds, Dan got up, turned around, and examined his newly
trimmed pubic area.

"Bud... this is awesome" he said in a deep, lusty voice. He was soo in
love with himself it would have been idiotic, except for the fact that I
was in love with him too. He kept running his fingers over his freshly
smooth areas, and his balls and asscrack. His dick had gotten to be fully
erect, and he was in heaven. "Man, why didn't I do this years ago?"

I hadn't seen Greg this excited in a long time. I was really happy for
him.

I followed him out to the mirror, where he looked at himself, erect, and
laughed to himself.

"Man, I love this" he said to himself as he ran his hands over his body
slowly, feeling his erection and the newly trimmed area around it.

"Come feel my pubic area, buddy"

"Dude, I know how it feels... I just trimmed my own too.. remember?" I
said

He grabbed my hand, and placed it on his abs, and proceeded to move it
down slowly and deliberately, not stopping till he got to the base of his
dick. It felt really good. He started rubbing my hand into his pubes, and
then held it there steady.

"Check out my balls, bud. They're really smooth too" he said, and took
my other hand and placed them on his balls.

 Wow. I loved it when he was so into himself that he forgot it was his
own baby brother he was with. He was leaking precum, which was getting
everywhere, while both my hands were surrounding his cock, held there by
his own hands. I was standing close to his side, so the tip of my erect
dick was grazing his left thigh.

"Man, my dick looks huge! Huge! Jen's gonna love this, man"

"That, she will." I said. Hell... who wouldn't? Dan was the most
gorgeous guy I knew, and had a huge dick too.

So we stood there for a while, just staring at each other, our dicks
bobbing up and throbbing, both of us breathing heavily, me admiring Dan,
and Dan admiring himself. I was reminded of the nights when we were kids
on summer vacation, when we'd both figured out how to jerk off, and sex
and stuff. Dan had always been straight and me gay. He wasn't really
interested in me (or men in general) physically, but loved the attention
I gave him, and of course I absolutely worshipped him. So, we'd often
end up with him at the center of both our universes... and just kind of
hang out.

He looked me in the eyes, and, embracing me, drew me close to him. Our
bodies touched and his cheek brushed up against mine. His stubble felt
good.

"Hey buddy... would you do something for me if I asked?"

"Sure. What?" I said. I would have done anything for him at that point.

"Let's do the Kneeling Thing"

"What?!?" I said incredulously. "Are you out of your mind?!?". The
Kneeling Thing was something we invented when we were kids, after we both
were old enough to jerk off. Basically, Dan invented it and I was a
willing participant. He would stand up and jerk off, while I would sit
down in a kneeling position in front of him, slightly on one side,
jerking myself off with my dick aimed at one of his feet. His cum would
usually squirt over my shoulder, and sometimes on my back, and my cum
would usually squirt all over one of his feet. As we progressed we
started making up more rules (well, he made up the rules and I followed
them), including that he would cum first, and I had to cum right after
his first squirt. So, we both had to be ready before either of us could
shoot. And we weren't allowed to touch each other. This second rule
usually only applied to me, because he would often reach down and grab my
head or shoulder and I would never call a foul. Another rule was that
since I was the baby brother I had to clean up. But I was used to that.
And it gave me an excuse to feel my brother's cum.

We'd stopped doing the Kneeling Thing when he went off to college, when
I was about 15, so I was surprised he even remembered it. I was totally
surprised.

"Are you crazy, Dan? We aren't kids anymore!"

"So what?" he said, his eyes twinkling, and his cock throbbing against
my thigh. We used to enjoy it. And besides, it'll give you a chance to
get a better look at my new awesome trim job! Man I haven't felt this
liberated ever! It's amazing how good it feels to not have all that hair
down there!"

I had to admit he was right... it did feel amazingly good, and I would
really enjoy staring at his cock while he came.

"Here, kneel down in front of the mirror like this" he said,
positioning me. I remember now that he would position me on the side of
the mirror, so as not to obstruct his own view of his full reflection in
the mirror while we jerked off. I followed his directions and knelt down
on his left side.

"No, go on this side" he said, and moved me to his right side. Of
course... the window was on the left, and he wanted the natural lighting
from the window on him. The vain bastard!

"OK" he said... and started jerking off. Now, he would retreat into his
own world until he came. I slowly started jerking off, and, feeling my
cock graze against his foot, it brought back memories of some great
teenage orgasms. Looking straight ahead, I saw Dan's beautiful cock and
balls, and watched while he pleasured himself.

"Dan, your cock looks so beautiful" I said, really meaning it. "I love
it. It's so big" I was dangerously close to orgasm so had to be a bit
careful. Dan was steadily jerking off, his eyes were closed sometimes,
and sometimes open as he gazed at himself in the mirror. I could tell he
was close too, but not close enough. His balls hadn't started their
inevitable pre-orgasmic tightening up yet, so I knew I'd have to wait a
bit. I slowed the pace of my jerking off.

"Man, Jen's a lucky girl. She gets to have your body every night" I
said, genuinely wishing that I could have his body every night.  "You
guys are gorgeous together, you know that?" I continued "People would
line up to watch you guys having sex... it's so hot! And man, you know
how to please her. She must've cum atleast 4 times last night"

It was working. Dan was getting close to cumming. I started jacking off
faster and faster, and now was matching Dan stroke for stroke. All of a
sudden, I saw Dan's abdominal muscles tense, and his ball sac tighten...
he grabbed out at my head and held me close to him as he let out a deep
growl. He started squrting a huge load of cum... thick strands of cum flew
on and over my shoulder as my face was pressed into his upper thigh,
which was glistening with sweat by now. I let go too... my cum spurted out
of my cock and splashed all over his right foot and the floor around it.
We continued pulsing in orgasmic bliss, together, him standing and me
pressed close into his leg, as we both released our loads. After about 7
or 8 strong orgasmic contractions each, we were both spent.

He looked down at me, and I looked up at him, and, still trying to catch
our breath, we smiled at each other. Then we burst out laughing.

"Dan, you're crazy!" I said, still kneeling at his feet, laughing
hard.

"I know!" he said, and ran his fingers through my hair.

I reached my head up and kissed his belly button. I hadn't forgotten the
last step of the Kneeling Thing. It was the single rule that I'd been
allowed to make up in the game, and Dan had always indulged. He looked a
bit surprised, and then, remembering, started laughing again.

"That's right!" he said, as I got up to get a cloth to wipe up our
cum.

"Like I said, buddy boy, I'm really glad you're here with me".

So was I.



(to be continued....)

If this story made you shoot a load, or if you just liked it, please let
me know! It's always a pleasure to hear from readers. Thanks, AJ
(andrewbjo@yahoo.com)

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