Date: Fri, 13 Dec 2013 20:23:30 +0200
From: Xavier Lancaster <xavier.stories@gmail.com>
Subject: Spying on Big Bro

Spying on Big Bro
by Xavier L

This is a fictional story containing sex between a teenage brother and his
young preteen little brother. If you have a hard time separating fantasy
from reality, or if this theme turns you off, you shouldn't continue
reading.

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My 16-year-old big brother Ross had his girlfriend over. Our parents
weren't home, so he told me not to come into the room we shared until he
told me it was okay. When I left I didn't close the door all the way. I
waited outside until I heard some moaning and carefully opened the door
just enough so I could see. 

Anne was on her hands and knees, and Ross was behind her. They were both
naked, and I could see Ross was humping her behind. She was moaning a lot
and saying things like "Yeah, fuck me! Give me that big dick!" I could see
his muscular football player body. His butt muscles were flexed as he
pounded her. I felt my penis get hard, and I rubbed it slowly while I
watched them have sex.

After a while he said "Fuck!" and stopped moving. Shortly after that he
pulled out, and they collapsed onto the bed. I could hear them kissing. I
carefully crept down the hallway.

When she finally left, I heard him get into the shower. I was waiting on my
bed when he came out wearing a towel. "Fuck, I'm exhausted," he said as he
lay down. I went back to playing my Nintendo. A little while later, I could
tell he had fallen asleep.

I was very curious about his dick. I rarely got much more than a quick
glimpse. I carefully moved the towel opening until I could see his
groin. The light blonde (he called it dirty blonde) hairs were the first
thing I noticed. Then I saw his dick which did look big. It was resting on
his large balls that had some fuzz of the same color. I really wanted to
touch it, but I was afraid he would wake up. I covered him back up and went
back to playing my game.

Every so often I kept peeking at his muscular body. He had a nice chest
with 6-pack abs. His hands were beneath his head, so I could see the dirty
blonde hair of his armpit, too. I'm 10 and don't have any hair on my groin,
balls, or pits. Maybe that's why I was so fascinated by his body.

He woke up about an hour later and got dressed, but I found I couldn't stop
thinking about him, his body, and him fucking Anne.

Two nights later, I was lying in bed awake. I pretended to be asleep when
he came into the room. He got into bed and within a few minutes I could
hear his hand moving against the sheets. I knew what he was doing. I
thought this might be the time to do what I had been thinking of for the
past couple of days. "Are you jacking off?" I asked.

"What's it to you?"

I swallowed hard. "Because if it's hard, I want you to do to me what you
were doing to Anne."

He was silent for longer than I liked. "And what was I doing to her?"

"You were humping her butt. I watched you guys."

"I wasn't . . . wait, you want me to fuck you in the ass?"

"Yeah. She sounded like she really liked it. I want to feel that good." I
took off my pajama bottoms and briefs to be ready.

"You're fucking serious."

"Look!" I said. I took a flashlight, lifted up my sheets, and shone the
light on my naked body.

He waited for a moment, and my heart started beating faster when I saw him
pull back his covers. He got out of bed, and I could see his dick sticking
out of his boxers. It was hard and big. He walked over to my bed. I kept
the light on his groin. "This is what you want?" he asked.

I had heard him talk a lot about blowjobs before, and I knew he liked
them. So I decided to show him I was serious. I sat up, nodded my head, and
leaned forward and put his dick in my mouth.

"Okay, Brett. Pull my boxers down." I let go of his dick and pulled his
underwear down. I put the light back on his body and watched him grab a
bottle and squirt some stuff onto his dick. The liquid glistened in the
light as he rubbed it up and down the thick shaft. "Assume the position."

I put the light down and got on my hands and knees. I was so excited! Ross
got behind me on the bed, and I felt him rub some of that stuff on my
hole. His finger went in a little way, too. I smiled as I felt his dick
move into my crack.

"Fuck me, Ross!" I said like Anne had.

I felt his cock push into my ass, and it hurt right away. How could she be
so excited about this? I wondered.

"Dude, you're way tighter than a chick!"

"Is that good or bad?" I asked biting off the pain.

"That's so fucking good!"

His fingers dug into my hips, and I felt him pushing his dick into me a
little faster. I made a couple of loud sounds, and he shoved my face into
my pillow. "Shhh! If Mom and Dad see us like this, they'll fucking kill
me!" When I nodded my head I understood, he returned his grip to my hips.

"Now I get why the fags like this so much."

Soon he has humping me slowly. It started hurting less as he fucked me, and
I was glad about that. He kept going deeper, though, and I started to
wonder if I would be able to handle the whole thing. The way he was
breathing and moving, though, I didn't think I'd get a choice.

He kept pushing it into me and humping, and soon I could feel him pressed
against me. He started pumping faster. I could hear a little bit of
slapping noise, and I thought I could feel his balls bounce against me at
least a couple of times.

It started to feel good, and I began to understand why Anne liked this so
much. As he started to go faster, I got brave and said, "Fuck me, Ross!
Give me that cock!" but not too loudly.

I felt his hands slide up my smooth body, and they gripped my shoulders. He
pulled his dick backward pretty far and slammed it back in. I moaned
loudly. "Dude! Fucking hell!" he said. He stopped fucking me, and I could
feel him moving. "Open your mouth," he said. When I did, he stuffed
something into my mouth. I'm guessing it was his boxers. Then he went back
to pounding me hard.

Since I couldn't make as much noise, I went ahead and moaned more as he
pounded me. After a while, he leaned over my back. I felt his breath on my
face. "You like that big cock, don't you?" I gave a muffled response as I
nodded my head up and down a lot. "And you're going to let me fuck you
again, aren't you?" I nodded my head even more this time. I wanted it!
"You're gonna suck my fat cock, too?" I nodded. He smacked me on the
ass. "Damn right you are, little bro."  He straightened his body and
started pounding me even harder. My body was rocking so much, my elbows
buckled. My face landed in my pillow. I felt his hand move to my upper back
and press down while he banged me hard and deep.

He started going faster and grunting before suddenly stopping. His dick
twitched like crazy in my butt, and I felt something warm inside. After the
first few twitches, he went back to slowly humping me, and his cock kept
jerking around in me. Again he leaned down. He pulled his boxers out of my
mouth. "That was fucking awesome, Brett! For once, I'm glad you were spying
on me." He smacked me on the ass before pulling out of me and returning to
his bed. "Thanks again, bro. That was fucking incredible."

"Good night," I said cheerfully.


In the morning, the smell of food cooking woke us both up. He stretched and
yawned. "Good morning," I said.

He smiled. "Yes, it's a good fucking morning for sure." He threw back the
covers and got up from bed. His dick was hard.

"Can I. . . I want to really get a good look at you naked."

He gave me a smile that warmed me all the way through. He came over to my
bed. "Look as much as you like. You've earned it."

I let my eyes scan his whole body and take in every sight, especially his
big dick. As I looked over him, I felt his fingers on my chin. His thumb
went over my lips. "While I'm standing here hard like this, how about you
give me a quick blow?"

I opened my mouth and went down on him a little and began sucking.

"You can get more than that in your mouth. The more of my dick in there the
better. Go on," he said. As I continued to sucking, this time taking more
his dick into my mouth, he leaned over and turned on some music. "Suck that
cock, bro."

I surprisingly found I liked this. It tasted a little salty, and it was fun
feeling his hardness move inside my mouth and against my tongue. After a
bit, he put his hand on my head and started guiding it faster. When he
grabbed some of my hair, it felt like a fire ignited in me. All I wanted
was his dick filling me. I grabbed a hold of his firm butt cheeks and
started sucking him faster.

"Yes! That's it!" He took both of his hands and grabbed my head. He was
moving it back and forth at the same time as he used his hips to shove his
cock deeper into my throat. He ignored my gagging, so I just tried to deal
with it. I quickly wiped the tears streaming down my face caused by my
choking. "Later I want a long, slow blowjob, but for now we gotta make it
quick."

He picked up speed. I just focused on opening my mouth wide and trying to
breathe. I learned if I held my breath when his dick went deep it was
easier. I would breathe in when he pulled back.

"Suck that fucking cock, man! You want every goddamn inch!" he said. His
balls were lightly slapping me in the chin, and I watched his tummy muscles
flexing as he fucked my throat.

After several moments, I heard him say "Fuck!" kind of loud. He shoved his
dick deep into my throat, and immediately I started choking as stuff
sprayed out of his dick. "Swallow that cum!" he said through gritted
teeth. I swallowed the fluid as it rushed out of his cock. "Fucking hell!"

When his dick stopped twitching as much, he pulled it back so it was in my
mouth but not down my throat. That's when I could taste his salty
liquid. He let me suck some more before it out of my mouth. "Suck on my
balls," he ordered.  With his sac in my mouth, I watched him squeeze his
dick. Some white stuff came out of it. He rubbed it on one of his
nipples. He did it again and drew a line going from his belly up his chest.

He had me stand up. "See my cum? Run your tongue up that line and make sure
to lick all of it off. When you get to my nipple, you're going to suck the
jizz off it."

I did as he said, running my tongue over the salty line he had drawn. He
hit his bottom lip as he watched me follow the trail to his nipple. Then I
sucked his nipple until I couldn't taste anymore of his jizz. "Fucking
hot," he said. "Did you like it?"

"Yeah. What is it?"

"Your dick makes it when you're a teenager. When you suck my dick, always
make sure to swallow. When a bitch doesn't swallow, it doesn't feel as
good. You gotta keep swallowing that shit and keep on sucking when your man
is coming. Got it?" I nodded my head. "Good boy."

We got dressed in silence. He finished before me and left the room as soon
as he was done.

We ate breakfast with our parents. After we helped clean up, I went
downstairs to play video games. He stayed upstairs. A couple of hours
later, he came practically running down the stairs. "Stand up!"

I was scared something was the matter, so I paused my game and hopped
up. He grabbed me, spun me around, and shoved me onto the couch. "What are
you doing?" I asked. He grabbed my shorts and briefs and yanked them down
in a single rough tug before pulling them all the way off.

"Mom and Dad just left for the store. I'm going to fuck your little ass."
I turned my head and watched as he quickly pulled off his shorts and
boxers. He was naked except a pair of white ankle socks. I loved seeing his
naked body, and I didn't exactly know why. He stroked on his dick a few
times quickly. "Spread your legs!"

I spread them just as he joined me on the couch. He quickly got his dick
into my crack, and I felt him shoving his meat into my hole. He pushed his
dick in a little faster than last night. I took a bite of the throw pillow
as he roughly entered me. He pushed my T-shirt up and over my head so that
it covered me. I felt his strong arms wrap around my chest, and he began
fucking me. I knew he wasn't in all the way, but it didn't matter.

"Your ass makes me fucking crazy!"

I partly moaned and partly yelped as he shoved his dick in all the way.

"That's right, bitch. Make some fucking noise! No one's around to hear you
beg for it now."

"Fuck me!" I said, but not like last night. It still hurt too much for me
to be honest right now.

He ripped my shirt off my body, grabbed my hair and pulled it
backward. "You want that big cock, Brett?"

"Yes!" I cried out.

"Whose ass is this?" he asked.

"Mine!"

He smacked me hard on the butt. "Whose is it?"

"Yours!" I corrected.

"That's right, bitch. It's my fucking ass, and I get it whenever I want it,
right?"

"Yes!" Okay it hurt a little, but now I was totally turned on. "Give me
your fat cock, Ross! Oh gawd!"

He was pounding me hard now. It almost felt like he was bouncing off me and
landing back on top. His dick thrust so deep. My ass hurt and begged for
his cock at the same time. After doing this for a while, though, he
stopped. His dick was plunged deep. He made small movements so that his
dick moved inside of me.

After a while he sped up just a little so that he was slowly humping my
ass, making long pulls backward and slowly refilling my ass with his
meat. I reached back and gripped his butt cheek. "I want my dick in you all
the time, bro."

"I love your dick, Ross. I want it bad."

He surprised me by kissing my shoulder and neck softly.

"Want to know a secret?" he asked. I nodded my head. "You're a way better
fuck than Anne."

That almost put tears in my eyes. Now I wanted to please him even more. "I
want your big dick, Ross. I can't get enough. I love you."

He relaxed his body against mine as he slowly fucked me. "I always hated
sharing a room until now."

"I'll make your dick happy. I promise! I'll suck it, or you can put it in
my butt whenever you want! I'm all yours."

"You're fucking right you are," he said.

After several moments he pulled out of me. He sat down and motioned for
me. I moved over to where he was. "You want me to suck it now?"

"Fuck no! I want that tight ass! But you're going to sit on it now." I got
in his lap with my back toward him. He guided me, holding onto his cock,
until I was sitting on his dick. I started slowly sinking onto it, but as
it filled my hole, I just relaxed so that more of my weight was free. It
started climbing up my ass quicker. He kissed my back, and I decided to
just relax completely and sit down all the way. I moaned loudly as the
thick shaft buried itself in my ass.

I could feel his hips moving his dick inside me. I lay against his muscular
chest with a big smile on my face. His fingers dug into my thighs. I
reached backward and hugged his neck. I looked into his blue eyes and
couldn't help but smile.

"You're all mine, little bro," he said softly, his lips close to mine. I
could smell his breath. I opened my mouth a little to breathe in his scent
more, and his lips covered mine before his tongue slowly pushed into my
mouth. We kissed greedily as his dick slowly moved inside my ass. I moaned
as we kissed. I moaned a little more when I felt his fingers rubbing my
nipples.

When he stopped kissing me, I said, "I love you, Ross."

He covered my mouth with his again, and as we kissed his hand slid down my
chest, then my tummy, and into my groin. His fingers rubbed my wood. I
kissed him more eagerly as he worked my dick. Soon I started using my legs
to raise and lower myself on his wonderful cock. "Fuck me hard, Ross. I
want it so bad!"

"Get on your knees on the floor," he said.

I got off his deck and knelt on the floor. He bent me over the couch. He
shoved his dick in me and started pounding me again.

"Yes! Oh yes, Ross! Give it to me!"

I felt him moving behind me, and I glanced behind to see that he was
raising himself up on his feet. He drove his cock into me even harder now
with deep thrusts that made me feel like his dick was in my chest. His
hands gripped the back of the couch as he plowed into me. I made loud
moaning sounds which seemed to keep him going strong.

After fucking me like this for a while, he pulled out again. He pulled me
back so that I landed on the floor. He grabbed my legs and shoved them so
that my knees were in my chest. He moved them even farther toward my head
so that my ass was pointing straight into the air. I watched his dick sink
into my hole. He drove his thick cock deep and hard as I panted.

Soon his tongue was back in my mouth as his balls bounced against my butt
with each thrust. He pounded my hole hard for several minutes before he
came. He kissed me with his fat meat buried in my tight hole, his dick
twitching as it unloaded.

When he was done, he looked into my eyes again, smiling. That smile would
make me do anything, I knew. He pulled out of me and sat on the floor, his
back against the couch.

"Ross? Can we. . . could we cuddle?"

He lifted his arm up, and I moved over to him.

"Let's lay down," I said.

He moved himself onto the couch and lay down on his side. I joined him and
lay next to his hot body. I let my hand roam over his muscles and my
fingers play with the blonde bush above his dick. When I looked up at him,
he kissed me softly. I opened my mouth again, and our tongues moved slowly
as we explored each other's mouth.

When we stopped kissing, I put my head next to his chest. "Can we cuddle
like this in bed tonight?"

He began playing with my hair. "Sure, little man. We can do that."

He fell asleep, and I just lay there watching him, listening to the music
of his breathing. I had never felt so deeply for him before. I wondered if
this was what that kind of love was like. Not between brothers, but, more
like what he might have with Anne. Then I heard a car pulling up. I woke
him up, and we immediately got dressed.

Later at night after dinner, we were downstairs watching TV while Mom and
Dad had some friends over for drinks. He was sitting on the couch, and I
was leaning against him. I reached up and kissed his cheek. He moved his
face toward mine, and I felt his hand on my chin. He lifted my head up, and
we kissed slowly with our tongues.

After we had kissed, I asked him to take his shirt off so I could enjoy his
body. He smiled and removed his shirt. Once again, I let my fingers slide
over his bare chest and tight stomach. I stared at his nipples. I moved my
mouth to the one closest to me and began sucking on it.

"Mmmm," he said.

I continued sucking and let my hand wander further down his body. Finally,
I slid my hand into his shorts and boxers. I played with his dick while I
kissed his chest and sucked on his nipple. As his dick stiffened, I
returned to his lips, and we kissed. I got on my knees so that I could
reach his other nipple.

Now his dick was rock hard, and I felt him shove his clothing down. I moved
my hand to his large balls and gently massaged them. "Ross, do you love
me?" I asked, staring into his deep blue eyes.

"Very much," he said. We went back to kissing, and I felt his hand slide
down my back over my shirt. Then it sank into my shorts and underwear. He
gently squeezed my butt cheeks as we kissed.

"I love you, too," I said before using my tongue to draw a line from his
chest to the bush of hair. As I went down on his delicious cock, I felt him
push my clothes down. His fingers found my dick and slowly rubbed me. When
he tried spreading his legs wider, I reached down and shoved his shorts and
underwear farther. With his legs open more, I could suck on his
balls. "This time I'm going to take my time," I said.

"Fuck yeah," he said. I was going to make love to his dick with my mouth
nice and slow. And I hoped like hell he would fuck me when we got into our
room.