Date: Sat, 12 May 2007 20:07:39 -0600
From: Xavier <xavier.lancaster@ukonline.co.uk>
Subject: On Holiday with My Bro

On Holiday with My Bro
by Xavier L

This is a fictional story containing sex between 2 brothers, 1 at the age
of consent and 1 not.  If you have a hard time separating fantasy from
reality, or if this theme turns you off, you shouldn't continue reading.

If you are interested in my other stories, you can find them listed in the
Authors section under XavierL (toward the bottom of the list).

If you have ideas or fantasies you'd like to see turned into stories, feel
free to email me as well.

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When I moved away at 18, my younger brother Max really struggled with me
being gone.  Without thinking too clearly, I promised him I would take him
on holiday with me for his 12th birthday which was next summer.  Well, now
summer was here, and it was time to pay the piper.  He desperately wanted
to go to Paris again, and my parents offered to help pay for the trip if I
agreed, so I sucked it up and said yes.  During the train ride, it was hard
to be grumpy as every sight was exciting for him.  Still I would've much
rather been going to Paris by myself!  Can't very well take a 12-year-old
to the famous Moulin Rouge area to get some pussy!

We got to Paris and took the metro to the area where our hotel was.  The
trip took another sour turn as we were informed they had accidentally
overbooked, and so the only rooms they had available were singles.  If it
was a typical European room, Max and I would have to share a bed.  My heart
sank as I confirmed it was indeed very typical.

We unpacked and then headed out to have dinner and go up the Eiffel Tower
at night.  He had spoke almost ceaselessly of doing just that since we left
London.  It was an incredible sight for sure.  We spent some time walking
around and enjoying the lights and watching the boats as they ferried their
dinner cruise patrons down the Seine.

Max was running out of steam, so we headed back to our room.  After doing
the normal bedtime routine, Max stripped down to his briefs.  I kinda
chuckled at seeing him with his white ball huggers.  "Why do you wear
those? Why don't you wear boxers and let your balls hang," I asked as I
stripped down to my boxers.  I paused with my thumbs in the waistband. I'm
used to sleeping in the nude, but I caught myself as Max's gaze locked on
me and I remembered we were sharing a bed.

I motioned for him to get in first, and then I climbed in behind him.  As
soon as was in bed and moving the covers over us, he backed up against me
and said "Let's snuggle!"

I shook my head, put my arm around his torso and let him cuddle in.  He was
squirming a little to find his perfect position, and unfortunately that
meant his ass was rubbing against my cock.  As it had been a while since I
had gotten any, my dick immediately got hard.  I hoped he wouldn't notice.
I tried to slide my hips back a little, but his butt pressed back into me.
I swallowed hard.

After a moment of silence, he asked "Is that your dick?"

Fuck!  Do I try to play it off?  Too late, his hand was now at his backside
rubbing the firmness.

"Yes Max! That's my dick, OK?!"

He removed his hand and pushed himself against me more.  "Why is it hard?"

I rolled my eyes and decided on honesty: "Because I haven't got laid in a
while!"

There was some more silence before he said "You can rub it against me if
that will help."

WHAT?!  "Umm, that's OK Max.  Thanks though."  My dick twitching, however,
told a different story from my lips.

Unhappy with this answer, apparently, he began rubbing his ass against my
cock.  Yes, I should've stopped him, but it felt good, and he wanted to, so
what the fuck.

After a few moments of rubbing against me, I felt him moving his arms and
then his legs.  I lowered my hand out of suspicion and discovered he had
indeed lowered his underwear.  Before I could say anything, he was fishing
my cock out of my boxers and enveloping them with his ass cheeks.
Reflexively I began slowly moving my hips sliding my cock in the silken
skin of his crack.

Suddenly he pulled away, turned around, and then I felt him tugging at my
boxers.

"What are you doing?"

"You'll enjoy it more if you take those off," he said.

Lust was taking over, and so I adjusted and allowed him to remove my
boxers.  He tossed them to the floor, and then his hands disappeared under
the sheets and reappeared with his briefs which joined my underwear.  He
then turned back onto his side and guided his ass into me.

I was lost in the sensation, and my hand just moved of its own accord until
it found his hard dick.  I grasped it and began stroking it.

Once again he stunned me.  "Do you have any lotion?"

"Uh. . . yeah.  Why?"

"Bring me some please."

I rolled over, grabbed my backpack and fished out the hand lotion.  I
handed it to him.  I watched him squirt some into his hand and the next
thing I knew the cold solution was being rubbed onto my cock.  I closed my
eyes and relaxed for the hand job.  But that didn't continue.  He was
rolling back onto his side.  He took my cock and guided it to his hole.  My
heart began pounding in my throat!  Now he was pushing back, and I felt the
head of my cock slip in.  My hand gripped his hip as his ass began
swallowing my rod.

"Are you sure about this Max?" I whispered.

"Yeah! My friend Kevin and I have done it before.  It feels really good."

Knowing that he had done it before and therefore knew what he was getting
himself into seemed to give me all the permission I needed.  I took over
and began feeding his ass my cock.  He moaned softly as my thick meat
penetrated his hole.  I moved in and guided him onto his stomach so that I
was on top of him.  I braced my weight with my elbows and his hole
continued swallowing my dick.  I imagined Kevin was around his age, so my
dick was bigger than what he was used to.  But his ass pressed up against
me whenever I stopped advancing my rod, and so I continued until it was
completely buried inside him.

"Does that feel good," I asked.

"Yessss," he hissed.

I began slowly fucking him.

"So much better Dave!"

Better than what?  "Better than Kevin?"

"Yessss!"

I began picking up speed as his ass tightened around my flesh.  Soon I was
ramming into him.  The springs in the bed squeaked beneath us as I thrust
his body into the mattress in a frenzy.

"You're so fucking tight!" I cheered as I picked up speed.  I could feel my
body tingling and knew I would soon be filling my brother's ass with my
load.  A few more seconds was all it took.  I thrust deeply, shoving him
deeper into the bed and pinned him there while my cock unleashed its hot
load.  When my orgasm finally started to subside, I reached underneath him,
grabbed his cock and began working it rapidly.  He moaned.  He lasted only
a few seconds.  I could feel his wet warmth spreading on my fingers, and I
could feel his butt muscles clamping down on my cock as he came.

After we had both had time to savor our respective orgasm, I pulled out of
his ass and rolled onto my side.  He rolled over and cuddled against me.

"Did you like that?" he asked.

"Fuck yes!" I answered. "That was fucking awesome!!"

He smiled broadly and said "Good!"

I grabbed a dirty sock from the floor and wiped my cock off.  As we lay
together, my mind still reeling with what had happened, I felt his hand
rubbing my dick.

I was in no mood to stop him.

"Have you ever had a blowjob," he asked.  "Yeah."

"Did you like it?"

"Yeah, but most girls won't swallow."

"Swallow," he asked.

"Yeah.  Swallow the cum."

His fingers were working magic on my dick, and it was rising steadily.  "I
will," he said, and his head immediately disappeared beneath the sheets.  I
soon felt his hot breath on my swelling cock.  My hands gripped the sheet
beneath me as his mouth closed over my rod.  I wondered if he and Kevin had
been doing this as well since he seemed to have at least some idea of what
he was doing.  His mouth briefly released my cock so he could work on my
balls.

Wanting to watch him work on me, I tossed the sheets aside and watched his
brown hair rising and falling as he sucked on my cock.  He was working just
the tip. "Try to get my whole dick in there Max."

He responded quickly.  He gagged himself a few times as he tried a little
too earnestly to get my 7 inches into his throat.  As he got closer, I
placed my hand on his head and encouraged him to go down more.  After many
attempts, and once when I feared he was going to puke, he managed to deep
throat me.  My toes curled as his nose pressed against my black pubes.  My
legs spread wide, and my hips started moving lightly up and down in his
mouth.

Having cum so recently, he was able to give me a rather nice long blowjob.
I was transported to another dimension as his mouth repeatedly engulfed my
hard dick.  "Fuck yes Max! Suck my cock man!" I breathed, my hand clenching
into a fist, grasping his hair.  He sped up in response, and I began
fucking his face more earnestly now.  I bit my lower lip to keep from
screaming in ecstasy.  As the sucking continued, my orgasm began building
again.  I was not ready to blow yet!  I did not want this moment to end!

I pulled his head off my dick and said "Suck my balls and nipples!"

He wiped the slobber off his lips and lowered his head between my legs.  I
shivered as those shimmering ruby lips slid over my nut sac.  I arched my
back and held his head in place as he worked the orbs.  It was exquisite
torture.  I finally lowered my body and guided his head up my body.  He
began sucking on my nipples as if they contained some treasured nectar.  My
mind burned with lust and the intense pleasure.  Without thinking I pulled
him up so we were face to face.  I opened my mouth and covered his, my
tongue darting out and forcing its way past his lips.  He opened his mouth
and allowed my tongue to explore.  Our tongues greeted each other in a
slippery embrace.  My hands lowered to his ass and kneaded his cheeks as we
kissed.  I broke away from his mouth and planted my lips on his neck and
began sucking.  He moaned, and his body shivered against me, our cocks
occasionally bumping into each other.

Finally I pushed him away, my lust-crazed mind leading me down strange
paths.  I told him to move his dick up by my face, and we moved into a 69
position.  I shoved his head down on my cock with one hand while with the
other I guided his butt downward so that his cock entered my mouth.  He
became unhinged as I sucked his dick, and he became so ravenous I could
scarcely concentrate on his small cock.  I sucked him as eagerly as I
could.  The pressure was building rapidly in my groin.  A few more moments,
and I felt my cum explode from my dick.  He coughed and gagged, but he was
true to his word.  He swallowed as fast as he could.  I could feel some of
my jizz sliding down my cock, but his mouth was lapping it up.

Of course I couldn't move, so he made humping motions with his hips and
face fucked me until I had recovered sufficiently to begin sucking him
again.  He had now released my cock, and his head rested on my pelvis.  I
could feel his hot breath against my shrinking rod.  Then his body went
rigid, and I could taste his saltiness.  This load was nowhere near the
volume of his last one, so it made it easy to swallow, and it was easier to
hold my revulsion down at the thought of swallowing a guy's load.
Although, to be honest, somehow I didn't mind it with Max.

When he was done coming, he moved off of me, and resumed his cuddling
position.  Sleep quickly began overtaking me.  I smiled at the thought of
how much time we'd have together.  And at how happy I was I had promised
this trip.