OH, BROTHER!
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The whole time I was growing up I wished for an older brother.

The only siblings I had were two younger sisters, and they weren't real
blood relatives.  My parents had been killed in a car crash when I was
only three, and I'd been taken in by a caring neighbor lady right after
the funeral.

Mrs. Jenkins was certainly good to me, and my foster sisters were okay
too.  I was grateful enough, but I never much liked growing up in a
houseful of women.  I always envied other boys who had fathers and
brothers.  Hell, I didn't even have a male cousin I could hang out with.

All that changed not long after my eighteenth birthday.

I had gone to work at the local newspaper right after I finished high
school, and what I learned one day could've made headlines.  When I came
home from work, I was surprised to find Mrs. Jenkins and the girls were
out.  Instead of the hot, home-cooked meal always waiting for me, I
found a tall, lanky guy a couple of years older than myself.  He was
sitting in the living room, watching television which he promptly turned
off when I came in.  He stood up and spoke to me, a peculiar look on his
handsome face.

"You Philip Dunn?"

"Yeah," I said nervously.  There was something strange about this man,
something telling me I'd seen him before.  But I sure didn't remember
where or when.  "Do I know you?" I asked.

"Not exactly.  I  mean,  you  were much too little to remember when we
were separated." He took a step closer and I studied his features.  It
was almost, but not quite like looking in a mirror.

"What are you talking about?" I asked, and felt a sudden chill.

"I'm your older brother, Daniel."

I thought I was dreaming! I could only stare at this stranger claiming
to be a blood relative and half comprehend his story about how we were
separated after our parents were killed, because no one could find a
family to take all three of us.

"Three?" I asked numbly.

"There's another brother in Oregon.  Two years younger than you.

Knees weak, I sank to the couch and my brother quickly joined me.  I
started trembling, especially when he put his arm around me and held me
close.  Daniel explained how the three families agreed to keep us apart
until we were grown men, fearing that we would constantly run away to be
with each other if we knew the truth.  Since they were all poor
families, they thouearned what he'd suspected all along, he came looking
for his long-lost brothers.

"Mrs.  Jenkins and the girls left so we could be alone for our reunion,"
Daniel explained.

He gave me a hug that went right to the bottom of my balls, and I looked
at him with eyes brimming with tears.  I'm not the sort of person who
cries, but I really blubbered that day.  So did Daniel.  After it was
all over, we went upstairs to my room where we began trying to make up
for those lost years.  I was so excited about having a brother that I
don't remember everything we talked about, or even much about the
special dinner Mrs. Jenkins made to help celebrate.  She apologized for
her secret, but I assured her I understood.  When Daniel and I climbed
the stairs to go to bed, I was so happy I was about to explode.  At last
I had an older brother! That was just the beginning of the surprises!

As Daniel and I undressed for bed, I couldn't help noticing the many
similarities between us.  We both had a thick shock of dark brown hair
that tumbled carelessly over our foreheads.  I'd noticed during dinner
that he had the same habit of pushing it up only for it to fall down
again.  We looked at photos of our parents, agreeing that he took more
after Dad while I favored -More-Mother's side of the family, especially
with my blue eyes.  As Daniel stripped to his briefs, I couldn't help
noticing he had a lot of dark hair between his nipples.  As though he
was reading my mind, he grinned and nodded at my hairless chest.

"Don't worry, little brother.  My chest was hairless too until last
year.  Yours will sprout in no time.  At least if you take after Dad."
Although I didn't quite understand why, I almost blushed.  And I was
really embarrassed by what he said next.  "Better hope you take after
Dad in the dick department, too."

"What ... do you mean?" I asked hesitatingly.

"I mean our old man was hung like a mule, baby brother!" Daniel said
with a proud grin.  "So am I, and with a little hereditary luck, you
will be too."

"Oh," I gulped.

I was fast-learning how uninhibited my brother was and half expected him
to yank down his bulging briefs and show me what he was talking about.
But, instead, he just flopped down on the sheets and stared at the
ceiling.  I couldn't help eyeing what was propped up between his legs.
The pouch of his briefs was packed with full, soft flesh, and I had to
admit it was filled out a lot better than mine.  Suddenly, with my
hairless chest and much smaller endowment, I felt inadequate and hurried
to the bathroom down the hall.  When I came back, Daniel had turned onto
his side and seemed to be sleeping.  I gave his backside a long look
before flipping out the light and crawling into bed beside him.  I
remember thinking how beautiful he looked in the dim light coming from a
street lamp outside.  And I don't think more than a minute had passed
before my brother did something that changed my life forever.

"Sure is hot in here," he said.

"Yeah, it gets pretty bad up here in the summertime."

"Well, I'm gonna make myself more comfortable." Without a trace of
modesty, Daniel took off his underpants and sprawled naked atop the
sheets.  "I always believe in making myself comfortable.
Self-indulgence is my middle name." He turned onto his side and looked
at me in the dimness.  "You gonna keep your underpants on, Philip?"

"I ... I don't know," I muttered, trying not to stare at the huge slab
of meat which flopped over his leg.  I couldn't help thinking that his
soft dick was almost as big as mine was when it was hard! I could only
hope that he was right about my genetic inheritance coming later in
life.  I was both frightened and intrigued by the sight of my brother's
big dick and by the fact that my own cock was getting stiff.  "I ... I
=2E.. guess I'll keep them on," I said.

When I hesitated, he chuckled and patted me affectionately on the
shoulder.  "Why so modest? After all, were brothers!"

"It sounds so good when you say that.  'Brothers'," I repeated, enjoying
the sound of the word.

"I know what you mean," he said, seeming to forget about my briefs as he
rolled onto his back and stared at the ceiling again.  "We should share
lots of things, make up for all those years we missed being together."

Daniel wasn't kidding when he said he believed in being comfortable.  I
watched in amazement as he rubbed the hair on his chest and casually
toyed with his nipples.  I couldn't help noticing that his already
sizable meat was getting steadily bigger as Daniel rubbed his chest and
lower stomach.  He had a fair amount of hair encircling his navel which
grew into something of a black jungle around his dick and balls.  I held
my breath as his hand moved lower, just barely brushing against his cock
and making it jump in response.  My prick responded too, and pretty soon
it was straining against the confining underwear.  This didn't go
unnoticed by my observant and very horny brother.

He turned to look at me as he grabbed his big meat and squeezed.  "Don't
know about you, little brother, but I'm awfully randy tonight." He
sighed as he slowly began to masturbate.  "Most any kind of excitement
gets me hard.  Don't know why." He continued staring at me as he jacked
his big dick, noticing the tent my cock made of my underpants.  "Looks
like it runs in the family"' Daniel said with a chuckle.

"Maybe... maybe so," I offered, feeling more uncomfortable than ever.

In all my eighteen years, I'd never had any sort of homosexual contact.
But, yet, I knew that I wanted to do more than hug my handsome older
brother.

"I know those briefs are uncomfortable, Philip.  Why don't you take them
off?"

"Guess I should at that."

I hooked my thumbs inside the waistband of my briefs and shoved them
down.  My erection sprang free and slapped loudly against my hairless
belly.  I was completely hard by now and Daniel nodded with approval.

"You're bigger than me at that age, Philip.  I guarantee you'll have a
9-incher like this in another couple of years." He grabbed his big dick
by the thick base and waved it proudly in the air.  "Nice big piece of
meat, isn't it?"

"Yeah," I said admiringly.  "Sure is."

Other than my own dick, this was the first erection I'd ever seen and I
was almost hypnotized by it. I watched with complete fascination as my
brother continued to jack off.  His hand slid up and down the length of
his meat as though it was made to be there, and I wanted desperately to
do the same.  But it was like I was paralyzed.  Every time I started to
reach for my throbbing poker, my hand refused to budge, Daniel noticed
my lack of participation and encouraged me some more.

"Don't you like to beat off, Philip?"

"Sure."

"Then what're you waiting for? I mean, this is something all brothers
are supposed to share."

"Is it?" I asked dubiously.  I guess I needed to be convinced.

"Sure.  It's part of growing up and exploring together," he continued,
stroking himself while I lay unmoving.  Finally, he de- cided I needed
another push.  "You ever play with another man's dick, Philip?"

"No," I said with a gulp.  Here it comes, I thought.

"That's something else brothers do with each other.  And since it looks
like you're the shy one here, I'll get you started."

I held my breath as Daniel reached through the dimness and rubbed my
chest.  To my complete amazement, my nipples started getting hard and,
pretty soon, they stood up like pencil erasers.  Daniel laughed softly
at my reaction.

"You got sensitive tits, too, huh?"

"I...    I guess so."

"Sure you do," he said.

His hand moved lower, across the naked expanse of flesh between my tits
and hairless navel, until his fingertips touched my sparse pubic bush.
His knuckles brushed against my spongy cockhead and my dick twitched
wildly as an erotic shock jolted through my body.

"Gosh!"

"Looks like your dick's as sensitive as mine, too."

"I guess."

"Only one way to find out!"

Daniel wrapped his fingers around my cock shaft and squeezed gently
before starting to stroke up and down.  Even if I'd wanted to protest,
the feelings of ecstasy surging through my young body put an end to
that.  The more my brother masturbated me, the more I loved it.  I was
beginning to think this is what I'd really wanted a brother for in the
first place!

-More-"Feels good, doesn't it?" he asked.

"Sure does."

"It's going to feel a lot better too," he said.  "Here.  Give me your
hand."

I held my breath as Daniel put my hand between his legs.  Like him, my
fingers naturally coiled around his prick and started rubbing.  He
sighed happily, as though this was something he'd been waiting a long
time for.  In a way I guess it was for both of us.

"It feels good all right," I said after a while.

"Told you."

I propped myself up on one elbow so I could see what I was doing better.
I couldn't believe how big my brother's cock was and said so.  "I didn't
know they got this big, Daniel.  You're really huge!"

"Oh, they get a lot bigger than this."

"Really?" I said, jealous and disappointed at the notion that my brother
had played with other dicks.  But my worries were for nothing.

"Dad was really enormous.  Of course, I never saw him hard or anything,
but he sure looked gigantic to me.  I remember how that big thing used
to flop around when he walked around the house naked." Daniel chuckled
and slid his hand lower, to the base of my dick so he could fondle my
nuts.  "I guess maybe that's where I get my lack of modesty.  Dad used
to love walking around without any clothes on.  So did I. I guess you
don't remember."

I sighed loudly as my balls were stroked and fondled.  I did the same
thing to Daniel and we spent a few minutes doing nothing but playing
with each other's balls.  A couple fo times, Daniels' hand went way
beneath my nuts and toyed with the crack of my ass.  I even thought he
was sort of looking for my butthole, the way his finger poked around and
I sure didn't know why he'd want to do something like that.  But he was
just teasing, I guess, adn he soon returned his full attention to my
dick.

"Let's put them together," Daniel said.

"Our dicks?" I asked stupidly.

"What else?" Daniel answered indulgently.

"How do we do that?"

"You just sit up and I'll show you how," Daniel instructed.  "I've
always wanted to do something like this."

Of course, I did what my big brother said.  We sat facing each other and
Daniel put my legs over his.  Then we scooted our asses closer together
until suddenly, mu much smaller nuts were rubbing against his big, hairy
balls.  It felt wonderful!  But that wasn't all that was touching.  I
watched as Daniel grabbed our dicks and brought them together.  My cock
wasn't all that small, but it sure looked like it besides the fleshy
monster rising from my brother's hairy thighs.  I sighed loudly again as
he squeezed them together.

"Damn, Philip.  It's really incredible feeling this much cock in your
own hand."

"Let me try it too."  He was right.  I actually gasped as I encircled
those twin cock shafts with my hand and felt the strange thickness of
two pricks.  "Golly!"

Daniel laughed and looked at me affectionately as I stroked that double
handful of brotherly dick.  "I don't know anybody else who still says
'gosh' and 'golly'!"

"Gee!" I said, making him laugh again.

But laughter wasn't really what we were after.  As I continued s troking
our dicks together, Daniel and I were both getting harder and harder.  I
heard a funny sound as I jacked him off and realized something sticky
was starting to ooze out of his dickhead.  At first, I thought he was
cumming, but he assured me that wasn't it.

"I'm getting pretty close to shooting my load, little brother," he said
a little breathlessly.  "How about you?" -More- "I guess I could cum
most any time," I admitted.

I wasn't kidding.  I'd been hotter than a firecracker ever since my
brother started rubbing our cocks and balls together, and I knew it
wouldn't take much more for me to pop my cork.

"How about we change positions and you let me cum on your chest?" he
suggested.

"Sure," I said.

I thought it was kind of a strange request, but the idea of having
Daniel's sticky load all over my hairless chest was a real turn-on.
Besides, he was my brother, and I would've done anything he said.  I
laid back and let Daniel get on top of me, straddling my thighs and
looming over me like some kind of naked ancient warrior.  His balls were
resting right against mine as he started jacking our dicks together
again, and I knew from his labored breathing that it wouldn't be long
now.  For either of us.

"How does it feel, little brother?" Daniel asked, jacking our meats
faster.

"Wonderful, big brother!" I moaned, deliriously happy.

"You. about ... ready... to cum?" Daniel gasped.

"Yes!" I cried.

"Then let's cum ... together, little ... brother! Now!"

"Oh, yes! Now!"

Daniel's first cum jet struck me on the chin.  I responded with a gusher
of my own that hit Daniel between his two hairy nipples.  We blasted a
second time, then a third, and then I lost count of the streams of hot
jizz that made a puddle on my chest and belly.  Finally, we stopped
shooting, but our cocks stayed very stiff in Daniel's iron-grip.  I
couldn't believe how hard we were!

"I wish we could stay like this forever, Daniel," I said ecstatically.

"No reason why not, little brother.  We've been apart so long, we owe it
to each other.  " He squeezed our dicks and our bodies trembled as one.

"Promise you'll never leave me, Daniel!" I blurted, feeling childish but
not really caring.

"You and me against the world!"

My heart leapt as Daniel leaned close and kissed me on the mouth.  I
knew then wed be together forever.

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