Date: Tue, 5 Nov 2013 11:13:54 -0800 (PST)
From: John G <brother.1972@yahoo.com>
Subject: Older Brother Marc - Chapter 2

Older Brother Marc - Chapter 2
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This is mostly a work of fiction and if it resembles anyone or events it is
purely coincidental. This story contains sex between underage boys. If any
of this offends you please do not read any further, this story is meant for
adult readers only. While I did experience some of these sexual
interactions with my brother they have been enhanced.

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"Okay," I replied. "I hope you enjoyed what I did to you?"

"Don't worry little brother.  That felt WONDERFUL."

I still had his dick in my right hand as it softened. It had only been a
week since I discovered myself. I had jerked off over a dozen times and now
I had just jerked off my older brother. These new feelings inside
 me burned and I loved that I had pleased my brother.

"You can let go now. Let's get our homework done before Mom and Dad get
home."

"Good idea," I said.

It was 4:30pm as I went to my room. I began my math homework and soon my
mind began wandering. My dick was still hard from earlier and between math
problems I stroked it through my jeans. By 5:15pm I was done and still
hard. I went to my brothers bedroom and he was at his desk. I came up next
to him and put my hand on his crotch.

"Hey. What are you doing?" he asked slightly annoyed.

I got down on my knees as I caressed him and looked up, "Want me to do it
again?"

"Come on man. Mom and Dad will be home any minute." But he was getting
hard.

"I'll do it quick. Promise."

He turned his chair to face me. Still on my knees I pulled his dick
 out through his zipper. I began slowly stroking him but his pants were
getting in the way. I reached behind him and he got the cue and raised his
hips as I pulled his pants all the way down. He looked really big from this
angle and his balls were hanging low right in front of me. As I grabbed his
dick and got closer the smell of his crotch filled my nostrils. It was
strong and musty and strange. As I continued stroking I gazed up and our
eyes met.

"You really like this don't you little brother?"

"Yes Marc," I replied. Never breaking my gaze. With every stroke I watched
the reaction on his face and listened to his breathing. Now fully hard I
picked up the pace. I could feel his power through his dick and being down
on my knees made his presence feel even bigger.

I wanted to take my time as I explored every inch of his dick with my
hands. And with my eyes I observed the shape of
 the head, the thick veins, and how thick he looked in my hand.

With my one grip high I wrapped my other hand around the base and squeezed
tightly as I stroked him faster.

"John your hands feels so good... I think I'm going to cum." Then, the
familiar noise of the garage opening startled us.

"Oh shit. They are home!"

With 3 more long strokes he exploded. Not like he had earlier but still
enough to shoot a wad at my face landing right on my lips. I'd learn later
that my brother was one of those guys that cums a lot. The rest of it
dripped down his shaft and onto my right hand. I licked my lips as he
jumped pulling his pants up and told me to go to my room.

"Boys!" My Mom yelled up stairs. "I'm home."

I stayed hard through most of that evening replaying everything that had
just happened. By the time we went to bed I was so horny that I stroked
myself
 for 30 seconds before exploding. This time a lot more of the white stuff,
I think my brother called it CUM, came out as I shot 4 or 5 loads. Oh my
god, I thought as by body was shaking. This felt so good. Again I scooped
what came out tasting every drop. I was exhausted and I soon faded to
sleep.

The next morning as I was brushing my teeth my brother came in.

"Hey John, I don't think we should do this again. Okay?"

I imagined he must have been feeling guilty about it.

"Uh, sure Marc."

The rest of that week crept by. He had soccer practice one night, and
mostly he tried to avoid me. I kept jerking off whenever I could. Usually
right after school and then before falling asleep at night. I would think
about that first time I held my brothers dick and felt him cum. How it felt
in my hands, the texture, and the taste of his cum. While I really wanted
to touch him again I guessed that it
 probably wouldn't happen again.

That next Saturday though, as I was ready to take a shower, Marc walked in
on me. I was totally naked. "Oh hey John. Mind if I pee real quick?"

"No, not at all," I replied.

As he peed he was staring at my naked body and I noticed his dick started
getting hard.  This was my chance. He was mid-stream and I grabbed his
dick. He released a soft moan as he finished peeing. His dick was now
almost fully hard. I started stroking him. He was definitely liking what I
was doing and soon he was hard and moaning.

"Stop!" as he pushed the door shut and locked it. He went to the sink and
started rubbing soap all over his dick. "Turn around John."

"Okay," I said. Not really knowing what he was doing. He positioned himself
behind me and slide his dick between my thighs.

"Don't move, " he said as he pushed his dick all the way through my
thighs. With his hands on my hips he started thrusting
 in and
 out. Now slippery from the soap, I could feel his dick and I squeezed my
thighs. He was pressed hard against me and wrapped his arms arm me
tight. His breathing increased and I could tell he was getting close to
cumming. I squeezed my thighs even tighter and he began dumping his load
between my legs.

"Oh John. Holy shit. I'm sorry," as he kept pumping and thrusting.

"John. I don't know why..." his cock still throbbing and oozing. "Oh my
god."

He stepped back and looked at the mess he'd left on me. It was all over my
inner thighs and dripping down the back of my calves. "I'm sorry."

"It's okay Marc. I don't mind," I replied.

I wasn't sure why he had just done that and why he had grabbed me so tight
and humped me like a dog. But it felt great having my big brother hold me
like that and feeling his dick pumping through my legs. His power had
overwhelmed
 me and I felt a little helpless and used.

"Don't worry Marc, I am about to take a shower. And uh, hey, if you uh,
want to do that again, just ask."

I smiled and turned around to turn on the shower. I got my towel ready and
he walked out. As he closed the door to go to his soccer game I reached
down between my thighs to find the massive load of cum he had left on me. I
wiped it around and then brought my hand up in front of my face only to see
it covered in his white cum. Wow, I thought. And I proceeded to lick it off
one of my fingers. Hmm, he tasted so good. From the second finger a lapped
up some more and was like string as I slurped it up. I slowly licked every
last drop off my hand until nothing was left. As I breathed in, the air
hitting my throat mixed with his cum made me light headed. I closed my eyes
and thought, "I can't wait to taste Marc again."

The next day, Sunday, while Dad was out back mowing and Mom was in the
 kitchen he came down to the basement. I was
 just watching some TV and relaxing. Acting a little weird he looked around
the room and talking in a low voice he says, "Hey, little brother... uh,
between the legs?"

"Sure," I smiled.

I liked pleasing my big brother and I wanted to be with him. He led us to
the bathroom in the basement and again he put soap on his dick. I pulled my
pants down and turned around. I wanted to feel him and I reached back and
grabbed his slippery dick. He was already hard. My hand slid across his
whole dick and I noticed that it made it easy to stroke him. Starting from
the base I worked my way up his shaft and past his head and back down
again.

"Oh, that is nice little brother."

As I continued he got closer and closer to me until his dick was pressed up
against me.

"I want you," he whispered. And in an instant he pushed my hand away and
slid himself between my thighs.

He was five inches taller than me and leaned down into my ear
 as he whispered, "You cool with this John?"

"Yes," I replied as he started thrusting. I liked the feeling as his
movements were slow and I could feel his dick going in and out.

He was taking his time enjoying the feeling of his dick sliding. Pausing,
he suggested we removed our shirts. Resuming positions his chest now
against my bare back, and his face resting against my dark brown hair.

"Oh man, you feel so good. Do you like this John?"

As his pace started picking up and I reached back to feel his hips, I
responded with a soft, "YES."

He continued pumping me from behind and he put his left arm around around
my waist and then to my surprise he found my hard dick with his right hand
and gently squeezed it. "Hmm," I moaned.

He continued humping and now he was stroking me.

"Oh my god Marc. Oh that
 feels so good. Ohhhh." I melted beneath him.

Now his dick had slid up higher and it was rubbing the area between my hole
and balls. His pubs rubbing up against my sphincter. The feeling was
overwhelming. I loved it.

"Shhh, Mom and Dad are upstairs. We need to hurry up John."

"Okay", I replied. When out of no where it hit me, I started cumming. "Oh
yes, keep doing that Marc," as I kept cumming. It seemed to never stop as I
shot small loads all over the sink cabinet.

This must of really turned Marc on because he began pounding harder against
me and within seconds he was cumming too.

"Oh John," he moaned.

"Oh yes Marc," I moaned.

"Oh John, ohhhh fuck."

Both of our bodies were convulsing, our breathing quick and shallow. Still
thrusting he now had both his arms wrapped around me as he dumped his loads
between my legs.

Easing his pace now he said, "Oh
 Little brother, you feel so fucking good."

"I know John, you do too."

Still embracing me he leaned down and kissed the back of my neck.

"I love you bro."

"I love you too Marc," I replied.

As our breathing slowed and the spasms subsided he held me for a while.
Here I was, naked in my older brothers strong arms. Not saying a word, a
special bond was forming. Neither of us could have imagined where this
would take us, but at that moment nothing else in the world mattered. I
always loved my older brother and now I loved him in a different way.

~john
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