Date: Sat, 19 Aug 2000 00:09:10 +0100
From: Baz Xl <dewi@gay.com>
Subject: Peter's Dragon

W A R N I N G

This story describes the physical sexual acts between two adult males.  If
this type of material is illegal in your country of residence or you are
under age DO NOT READ IT.


Peter's Dragon

He was a real layabout!  Untidy, clothes left lying where they fell, not
too particular on the personal hygiene front either.  He treated my house
like a hotel, coming and going at all hours of the day and night, expecting
food to be ready on demand.  I was expected to cook, clean and be his
social secretary, taking messages when ever the phone rang.

Into my quite, well-ordered life burst my brother for his annual holiday
visit.

Despite all his faults (and he has many) I like to see him and be with my
family during the holiday.  I secretly enjoy the extra work although I make
plenty of noise complaining.  Those grey shirts and shorts get boiled up
and washed until they return to their original white.  The socks are too
horrible to describe, but are soft and clean and odour free after I have
finished with them.  At my insistence he takes full advantage of my
constant supply of hot water.  Showers are taken daily and soap and shampoo
are provided.

I think I may have turned into his mother.

It was early evening when I heard the door open, he has a key, and Peter
walked in.  Although he was not smoking, the smell of tobacco clung to him
and added to his aura.  We exchanged the usual greetings and then while I
made coffee he went to his room to unpack.  After longer than I had
anticipated he returned.  Attracted by the freshly brewed coffee, he spread
himself on the couch relaxed.  His huge, heavy boots could now be removed.
Having size 13 feet, shoes were difficult to purchase so he nearly always
settled for those huge army style boots.  These were the only things he
ever thought to clean or polish.  The hard steel toecaps were burnished to
see your face in.

Peter untied the knot and loosened the laces.  With some effort he removed
first the left then the right boot.  The thick woollen socks were then
rolled off his feet and dropped inside the boots.  With a quick swivel, he
laid on the couch full length, both head and feet resting on a cushion at
either end.

My chair was near one end of the couch.  Those huge feet were within
smelling distance.  Slightly sweaty but the leather of the boots was
predominant and I was finding it slightly erotic.  As he flexed his feet
and wiggled his toes I inhaled and my dick swelled.  I was embarrassed, so
I stood up and half turned to the door saying that I would go upstairs to
turn on the heating so that he could take a shower.

Leaving the room quickly I went up to Pete's bedroom where the heating
controls are.  I turned the heating on and as I was leaving I noticed that
he had started already.  Most of his clothes were still in his bag but a
pair of black boxer shorts were screwed up and thrown into a corner.  I
picked them up and noticed they were damp, a quick examination told me why.
Light was slowly dawning in my brain.  That was why he had taken so long
unpacking yet all his clothes were still in the bag.  He was shooting off a
quick cum load while I was making the coffee.

It was a big load; the thin black cotton material was still wet and sticky.
The smell of a hot fresh cum load filled me and brought my cock to full
attention.  I knew it was my brothers and that he was in a room just a
short distance away, but this just seemed to add to my excitement.  On
autopilot, I undid my trousers and pulled them down together with my
underwear.  My tool was throbbing with lust as I wrapped the sperm soaked
material around my shaft; the wettest, stickiest spot covered my glans like
a turban.  My cock is not large, 6 inches long but very thick, cut, with a
huge purple helmet.  I began jerking, my hand moving fast up and down the
steel hard shaft.  This vigorous action caused my glans almost torturous
stimulation as the jizz soaked material rubbed and chafed my sensitive
knob.  My body became as rigid as my cock as I passed the point of no
return.  Jet after jet of thick creamy cum pumped out as I continued to rub
my organ with his shorts.  My sperm mingled with my brothers.  As the damp
material became sodden, the stimulation became smooth and slippery adding
to the sensation and prolonging my climax.  The musky smells of two men's
sex mingled and filled the room.

As my orgasm slowly subsided I was able to release the strangle hold on my
dick and relax.  I slipped the sticky garment from my softening tool and
wiped the last drips of cum from my tender piss lips.  The orgasm was so
good, better than any that I could remember, but now I began to feel a
little guilty about what I had done.  After gathering the shorts into a
ball I turned towards the door.

Stunned, I stopped in my tracks.  Standing there, almost directly behind me
was Peter.  The colour drained from my face and I felt a cold shiver pass
down my spine.  I knew he must have been watching me for some time, as I
jerked and pumped my cum load into his boxers shorts he had been behind me
watching.  As he looked directly into my pale face I became very hot and
blushed red with embarrassment.  We stood; I could neither move nor speak.

"You enjoyed cumming into my shorts as much as I did by the look of it," he
said.

The casual tone of his voice and the fact that he had not already thumped
me gave me enough courage to just nod my head although I remained
transfixed and dumb.  He moved towards me seemingly in slow motion, my
senses were returning to me and I was able to think again.  By now he was
standing next to me and I noticed that all he was wearing was a towel
around his waist.  At this close range I could see the beads of water, from
the shower, on his smooth chest and although his body was freshly washed
our strong masculine odours filled the room with a sexual tension.

With a slight movement of his hand, the towel loosed and fell from him.  He
stood naked before me and I could not and did not want to look away.  His
tall body was lean and pale, hairless apart from a golden trail that lead
into his blond pubic bush.  My eyes locked on his cock, hanging relaxed at
5 uncut inches, it was magnificent.  The delicate foreskin just about
covering Pete's prominent glans.  As I looked on in silence, the organ
throbbed as blood started to fill it.  Some cocks are large when soft and
just get hard; others are small and get big.  Peter's cock was big and got
massive.

His erection grew until it pointed directly at me; the huge size and weight
prevented it from rising to point upward.  I guessed at 12 inches long and
thicker than my own chunky cock.  The hood could no longer cover the
engorged glans and had gradually slipped back to gather behind his wide
corona.  The dirty bastard!  Even though he had just had a shower I could
tell that at best he had only rinsed under the hood and not thoroughly
cleaned.  Fresh waves of heady man musk washed over me, better than Viagra,
my dick became hard and throbbed even though I had only just cum.  Our
cocks jousted as they throbbed; each contact was a thrilling electric shock
but I was sure now that I want more.  Peter's dragon was red hot and I
wanted it to breathe fire into me.

'So brother, do you like what you see?  If you do it's all yours.'

Did I like it?  All sense of guilt and fear had passed to be replaced with
lust and desire.  Combinations of sexual acts passed through my mind in a
few seconds but really there was only one place I wanted that rod of
pleasure.  Apart from regular use of my own fingers and a small butt plug
my arse was virgin territory, I knew it would be painful but I also know it
was right and I needed it.  I got onto all fours on his bed with my arse in
the air at the perfect height for Pete to enter me.  As I breathed out the
words 'Fuck me' quietly slipped out from my lips as a lusty groan.

Peter was in no doubt what I wanted and he was only too glad to please me.
Bracing myself for the pain of penetration I was surprised at a warm, wet
feeling caressing my tight hole.  Fully aware of the pain he could cause
with such a colossal weapon, Pete was using his mouth and tongue to prepare
my hole.  His tongue flicked and penetrated my pucker, my sphincter relaxed
and he added warm slippery saliva as lube.  The educated probe felt so good
bringing me more pleasure than any inanimate rubber object ever could.

Suddenly I was empty and the saliva felt cool.  Then I felt a new probe;
the firm glans of Pete's penis was pressing against my relaxed hole.  The
natural lube of his uncut cock added to the saliva and with little pain the
huge cock head slipped inside me.  My natural responses kicked in and my
arse muscles clamped down on the invading shaft.  Pete groaned deep in his
throat but held his position, allowing me time to get used to the girth of
his member.

After what seemed like an hour, but was just a few seconds, Pete began to
rub my arse cheeks while making tiny thrusting actions into me.
Occasionally he would slap me playfully on one or the other cheek and
thrust in a few more inches.  During the initial penetration my cock had
become soft but Pete's cock had hit my prostate and not only had my dick
become erect but pre-cum was dripping onto the bed from my piss lips.  Pete
was less than half way in but knew he had hit my button and made short
thrusts in and out punching my prostate each time.  I felt filled up and my
cock throbbed at each lunge of his organ into me.  The pleasure was too
much; I started to cum, jet after jet of hot jizz shot onto the bed cover.
My whole body was rigid with orgasmic ecstasy.

So great was the intensity of my climax that it was only after my pleasure
had passed that I noticed the I was now fully impaled on Peter's 12 inch
log.  His golden pubic hair pressed onto my tenderised arse cheeks.  Gentle
Pete had been the epitome of a considerate lover until now, but his own
lust was taking control.  Slowly at first, he began to pull his full length
from my gripping hole.  The swollen helmet pressed against the inside if my
ring and stopped his dick from slipping out.  Suddenly he plunged his full
length into me.  He pick up speed and began fucking my arse, pistoning in
and out with mechanical efficiency.  I was stretched and filled by my
brother's hot cock and I loved it.

With out warning he stopped, fully implanted in my pulsing anal channel.
His cock swelled and filled me more than I thought possible and with a
grunt he started to cum.  His fire was white-hot, searing my bowels as he
began thrusting into me again, each stroke, smooth and slippery now from
his juice.  His climax seemed to last an eternity and he grunted at each
jet of sperm he pumped into me.  Finally I felt fulfilled and complete I
had found what my life had been missing.

The fire cooled, liquid started dripping down my thighs as I collapsed on
the bed with Pete still deep inside me.  His warm wet mouth nipped and
kissed my ear as he lay on top of me.  He whispered softly to me, 'I love
you' And with deep contentment I answered, 'I love you too Pete'.

End.

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