Date: Wed, 8 Dec 1999 01:30:48 +1030
From: R Coxwell <rcoxwell@sacbeemail.com>
Subject: BabyBro-2

The following story contains depictions of unsafe sex acts.  That's only
because this ain't real-life; this story is to help you get your rocks off.
The writer in no way endorses unsafe sex and encourages all readers to wear
a condom and engage in other safer-sex practices, and ONLY safer-sex
practices, when getting it on with people they haven't been fucking
exclusively since their last HIV test. This story also contains graphic
depictions of sex between brothers.  If this turns you on, start whipping
up a load!  If you find this offensive, go stuff some envelopes for Gary
Bauer.

PLEASE give me your feedback at RCoxwell@sacbeemail.com - I wanna know if
it got you off!  Also, I've got a lot of ideas for where to take this, but
I'm writing it as much for the audience as I am for me.  What would YOU
like to see happen to Sean and/or his brother in the next installments?  I
wanna get you off and I want to do A LOT MORE installments, tell me whatcha
want!  ... and thanks to all the great feedback and ideas you've given me
so far -- YngGuy, I wanted to write back and thank ya, but your e-mail
wouldn't accept the msg. ... Good wanking.

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BABY BROTHER - CHAPTER 2

I felt ready to cum in my pants right there.  My twinky little brother
sitting on my couch with me, rubbing my rock-hard, leaking cock.  I
couldn't believe it!  His touch was so light over my cock-stretched khakis
... my cock was ready to burst, just wanting to blow the load that was pent
up inside my aching nuts.  I hadn't realized it, but listening to his story
of getting fucked raw by his big black partner in crime had given me a very
painful screaming case of blue balls.

Then I realized again the situation, and I was embarrassed.  I'd rather
have been dead than be here right now.  Sean not only now knew I was gay,
but probably also that I was burning with lust for him.  What was my little
brother thinking of me right now?  I just wanted this all to go away.  I
closed my eyes to block it out.

Sean rubbed my cock hard, one last time, through my pants, and took his
hand away.

"Hey," he said.  "It's OK, OK?"

"What do you mean, it's OK?"

"I don't care.  I know you've been alone for a long time, and guys get
horny.  I knew a guy who lived on a farm when he was growing up who used to
get so hard up he tried to get it on with his dog.  I don't EVEN want to
know what happened with his horses and sheep.  I know you love me, and
you've never tried to rape me while I'm sleepin' or anything, so I'm just
like, no big deal, OK?"

I still couldn't look at him, but I just kind of nodded.

"Hey, wanna ask you something."

"Yeah."

"If we weren't brothers ... would I be your type?"

I shruggged.  "I dunno.  I guess.  Kinda."

"You like little blue-eyed boys too?"

I shrugged, didn't say anything.  Where was he going with this?

"Do you?"

"Yeah.  I do.  So?"

"Do you ever think about ... you know, doing anything with me?"

I couldn't answer that one.  I closed my eyes, just wanted to be out of
there.

I couldn't believe what happened next.  Instead of a small hand rubbing
over my precum-soaked crotch, I felt TEETH!  I jumped, startled, and opened
my eyes ... to see my little brother's mouth over my clothed cock!

He felt me jump - in fact I jumped right out of his mouth.  Even though his
teeth were barely, gently scraping my tender parts through the wet twill,
it hurt a little when I jumped and I winced.  I looked at him in shock, and
he looked back at me with those huge blue eyes of his.

"Sean ...?"

"I haven't had any since I got here, really," he told me, and now I could
see the hunger in his eyes, the need and horniness.  "I go clubbing, and I
never score.  I NEED to get OFF.  Not beat off.  I GOTTA get laid.  And
... getting it on with my brother kinda excites me too."

"Sean, I ...."

"I ... want ... your cock."  He leaned forward and kissed my swollen
cockhead through the khakis, still fixing me with his huge eyes.  I felt my
cock pulse and strain under the tight cotton that bound it.  "I want this."

"I ...."

"I want it in my mouth, I want it in my ass.  So give it to me."

"Sean ...."

He was done talking.  Without another word, he undid my belt with his
strong arms, flinging the ends wide apart, then unbuttoned my khakis and
pulled them wide open.  With one hard yank he pulled down my Calvins.  My
cock sprang out, all red and sticky and messy and totally slick with
precum.  My shorts and my belly were a mess with it.  I caught an intense
whiff of that juice, that bleachy-starchy smell, mixed with the smell of my
sex.

Without hesitation Sean dived onto it.  I threw my head back and moaned
from deep inside my throat as I felt every inch of my rod bathed in hot
wetness.  It felt so awesome.  He held it for a few seconds, letting his
soft thick tongue bathe it in exquisite wetness.  His lips enveloped my
cock at the root, wrapped snugly around it, and I felt my cockhead force
itself against his tonsils.  He reflexively gagged and backed off a bit.
That was OK.  Just having it in his hot mouth was lovely.  He held it
loosely, letting me savor the joy of having my dick in my little brother's
mouth.

Then, he tightened his mouth around it and sucked down on it, slowly
building pressure until he was sucking it hard.  I swallowed hard and tried
to keep from coming right there.  He pulled off it slowly, still sucking
for all he was worth, letting his slick lips caress my shaft, until he was
just sucking the head.  He looked up, staring into my eyes, and smiled.

Kneeling on the couch and bending over my cock, he undid his own baggy
jeans and shorts and let them fall around his knees so he could work on
himself while he worked on me.  He held my eyes as his little blond head
took my rock-hard cock, licking it with his tongue inside his mouth,
working it.  The action of his lips on my shaft and his tongue on my
cockhead inside his mouth was incredible.

Across from the head of the couch, next to the front door, is a full-length
antique mirror where I primp each day for a minute before heading off to
the office.  I looked past Sean into the mirror and saw his perfect peachy
ass up in the air as his blond mop bobbed up and down on my mirror-double's
cock.  What a lovely, fuckable ass he had.

I was moaning and gasping by now, my head whipping back and forth.  Now his
head was whipping back and forth too, on my cock, round and round as he
worked it.  My baby brother was an incredible cocksucker.  My whole body
was on fire, fire that shot from my balls and the hotness of Sean's mouth.
I knew I couldn't take much more of this.  Sean was making muffled sounds
of pleasure, little wet moans and grunts as he blew me.  I could see his
hand working between his legs, flogging his own hard meat as he worked on
his big brother.  His head was going up and down, round and round on my
cock so fast now that his thick, longish strawberry-blond hair was flying
in every direction, whisking against my bare stomach and legs.  My steely
cock was almost numb with sheer pleasure and I knew he was loving this as
much as I was.  It was swelling now, close to coming, and my tortured balls
were begging for release.

I think he felt it coming too.  Suddenly his moans became more urgent and I
felt his body tense.  "Mmmmmmph ... mmmmmmph ... MMMMMMPH!!!!"  The
thrashing he was giving his own cock reached a fever pitch and suddenly I
felt his burning-hot cum shoot onto my thigh, running down onto the leather
couch.

That pushed me over the edge.  I pistoned my hips forward into his face as
I exploded into his mouth.  I felt like I was literally shooting my insides
into him.  I could feel huge, thick hot loads of my seed shooting into his
mouth.  He locked his mouth in a death-grip on my cock, moaning with
pleasure as I filled his mouth and gave him every drop I could.  I screamed
as I shot over and over again into my baby brother's hot, tight, wet mouth.
Finally, after what I knew was only maybe a half a minute but what seemed
like an eternity of blessed orgasm, I was spent.

In his mouth I could feel my cock totally bathed in its own simmering
juices.  I HAD filled his mouth.

I opened my eyes and saw my baby brother's little blond head, still on my
cock, sucking every last drop. His eyes looked up again to meet mine, and
again he was smiling.  I saw a trickle of my cum escape his full mouth,
despite his best efforts. I felt him swallow.  I smiled back, scooping up a
load of his own cum and sucking it off my fingers, and sighed hugely,
totally sated.

Still holding my eyes, Sean ever-so-slowly pulled himself off my cock, his
soft lips sliding upward, giving back my cock inch by inch.  It felt almost
as good as coming.  I gulped air and felt my cock pulse out an extra
half-swallow of oozing cum into his needy mouth.  Finally he sucked the
head clean and I was out of him.  He was smiling devilishly.  His mouth
hung open, and I could see a load of my thick white cum still on his
tongue, mixed with his spit.  Some ran over his lips and down his chin.  I
leaned forward and licked it off, kissing him full on the mouth.  I tasted
my manjuice in his mouth.

We were still for a moment, just enjoying the afterglow.

"Oh, man, that felt soooooooo good," I finally said.  "Thank you, I needed
that."

Sean laughed a little.  "Yeah, me too, bro.  You have a nice dick," he said
matter-of-factly.

I didn't know what to say to that, so I didn't say anything.

"That was a big load, man.  I almost choked on it."

"But you got it all."

Sean nodded, grinning.  "Well, I hope there's more where that came from."

"Oh, don't worry, there is.  I think you're gonna see a lot more of this
dick in the future."

"No.  NonononoNO.  I mean right NOW. We're not finished yet, bro."

"Huh?"

Sean took my still-hard, oozing cock in his tiny hand, pumped it, turning
me on again.  "You're gonna fuck me, that's what I mean.  I tol' you, I
want this in my ass and I'm not waitin'."  He turned around on the couch
and got on all fours again, ass to me this time, working his hips back and
forth.  His ass WAS perfect, rosy pink and covered with a fine layer of
peach fuzz - a pretty boy's ass.  It was a little big, a little soft, but
it was round and bubbly and ever so fuckable.  He reached back and pulled
his cheeks apart.  I watched his rosebud twitch and pucker at me.  It
looked so tight.

"Please, 'bro.  Give it to me.  Pound my ass.  Fuck me.  I haven't been
fucked in so long ... I need you inside me, man.  Please."

I was still exhausted from our suckee-suckee session.  Could I find it in
my still-aching balls to give my baby brother the ass-ramming he was
begging for?

My hand answered the question for me.  Unthinking, I scooped another load
of his own boycream off my thigh, wet my finger a bit more in my mouth -
tasting him again - and worked it into that puckering hole.  Sean threw his
head back, moaning deep and long, and I felt the rolling tremor of pleasure
pass through his body.  I worked my long finger inside him all the way to
the knuckle and worked it around in there.  Sean gasped, his assmuscles
biting down hard on my finger as his hips bucked back and forth.  He was
screaming TIGHT.  I was seeking out his prostate and I had easily found it.
I massaged it from inside, driving him deeper and deeper into ecstasy.  Now
he was begging me not to stop playing with his meaty little ass.  I dug
that finger inside him as hard as I could, knowing how much it was making
my own brother get off.  A long string of pre- or post-cum dripped down
from his stiff little cock onto my leather couch, and I realized I was wet
too.  With my other hand I pumped my own hardon - it'd never gotten the
chance to rest - and, without even thinking about it, laid a slap! on his
hot little ass.  It made a satisfying crack! against his skin.  "Yes!" he
cried.  I played a drumbeat tattoo on his asscheeks, not too hard, but hard
enough to sting plenty enough - to arouse him even more.  One after the
other after the other.  Soon his blushy-pink bottom was a satisfying
crimson.  "Mmmmm, yes," Sean begged, "heat UP my ass ... please ... don't
stop, bro."

I didn't.  I scooped the rest of his cum off my leg and gave him another
finger, then another, thrusting inside him.

"I'm greasing you up with your own jizz," I told him.

Sean looked back at me with rolling, wet-dreamy eyes.  "Ohhhhhhhhhh,
yeeeeeeeaaaaahhh," he said, totally out of it.  "Give it to me ... please,
bro, give it to me ...."

How could I refuse my baby brother?

I found my trusty jar of Vaseline and slathered it on my raging hardon
while Sean's hole puckered and winked at me, begging for cock as much as he
was.  I pressed my cockhead against his hole, and he backed up against it,
his back arching with anticipation.  He groaned like a happy kitten.
Remembering his trial by fire, I pushed the head the rest of the way in.
He cried out and grabbed onto the couch arm, and I knew it hurt him as much
as it pleasured him.  I gave him a minute or so to let his insides adjust
to this new thing pushing them apart, feeling his tight assmuscles at war
with each other and with my cockhead, massaging it.  He breathed in short
gasps as the pain rocked through him.  Finally he swallowed in between
gasps and breathed, "OK ... OK ... give it to me ... give it all to me."

Slowly, inch by inch, I thrust my greased-up rod inside him, feeling his
muscles working my shaft as I drove it home.  Soon my big low-hanging balls
were snuggled against his.  I straddled the couch, bracing one leg against
the floor and standing on it as I knelt into the couch cushions with the
other, to give me leverage.  Sean soon did the same.  I fucked him in long,
slow thrusts, feeling the incredible action of his assmuscles on my cock.
His lovetunnel was locked in a deathgrip around my shaft, refusing to let
it go even as I drove it in and out of him.  I knew I couldn't take much
more of this.  My second orgasm is always quicker than the first; the first
one I like to stretch out for an hour or more if I can, but the second is
less controlled, more animal, never takes long.  My fuckrhythm sped up and
the power in my hips accelerated until my thrusts were marked by wet
truncheon smacks, punctuated by Sean's high cries, every time my hips
slammed into his reddened asscheeks.  He clung to the armrest of the couch
for dear life, crying out in joy and agony each time I thrust myself into
his heavenly asshole.  Both our bodies were dripping in sweat, I was
digging my fingers into his fleshy round cheeks to hold onto him.  Finally
I collapsed atop his outthrust, hard-fucked ass, wrapping my arms around
his slippery torso as I drove deep inside him.  I buried my face inside his
strawberry hair, breathing it in; it was soaking wet with icy, salty sweat
which flew all over in droplets as his head rocked back and forth.  I could
feel, smell, the backdraft of his hot breath as my stabbing cockthrusts
forced it out of his hard little body.

He was holding his head up, and I looked up where his gaze must be ... at
the mirror facing us.

Sean was looking into it ... or trying to.  I was transfixed: the sight of
my baby brother, naked and bent over the arm of my couch, hair hanging down
into his eyes, face twisted in ecstasy and agony, eyes rolled back in his
head, gasping for breath as I rammed his tight ass.

That did it.  That started the rumbling inside me, inside my balls.
Seconds now.  "Oh Sean, oh Sean oh Sean oh Sean ... here it cums, here it
cums ... -"

"Oh yesssssssssss, ohhhhhh yessssssssssss ...."

Suddenly, in the throes of an oncoming orgasm, I was inspired again by
Cedric who had cum before me (literally).  In one long movement, I pulled
my slimy cock out of my little brother, took him by the hair and under the
chest, pulled him off the couch, spun him around, and pushed him to his
knees before me as I stood, now furiously beating my meat, my
jizz-and-Vaseline-covered manmeat.  Sean understood instantly, closed his
eyes, opened his mouth to receive my load.  It was cumming ... cumming
... cumming ...

"Here it cums, here it CUMS, hereitcumshereitcumshereitcums
OHHHHHHHHHHGAAAAAAAAAWWWWWWWWDDDDDD!!!" I yelled as the orgasm ripped
through my body.  My first shot splashed across Sean's mouth, cum dripping
off his lips onto his waiting tongue.  I shot a thick load straight into
his mouth.  I shot and shot burning volleys of cum all over my baby
brother's upturned face, coating him in his big brother's juices.  Pearly
beads of cum were stuck in the blondish hair that hung down over his lovely
eyes. I shot load after load until I couldn't shoot any more, my whole body
shaking.

Sean's face was completely coated in a thin layer of slick, glistening
jism.  His freckled nose, his blushy cheeks, his open mouth, his pointed
chin, even his sexy little ears, all coated in pearly, slimy jism.  His big
brother's jism.  My jism.

He licked his lips, all around his mouth, to get as much as he could.

I let out a huge, ragged breath and rubbed my filthy, dripping hard cock
over Sean's drenched face, smearing my shoots into his skin, adding
Vaseline and his own shit to his slutty, incestuous degradation.  He smiled
with cum-covered lips, seeking my filthy rod with his mouth as I smeared my
seed across his cheeks and forehead.  Finally, fully satisfied, I stepped
back.

Still smiling, he slowly opened his eyes.  It took effort; his eye sockets
were filled with his brother's thick, sticky cum. It dripped down from his
face and his hair onto his sweaty hard boyish pecs.  A boy's china-blue
eyes looked at me from under long eyelashes and eyelids drenched in my
juices.

"My turn," he said.

I thought he meant he wanted to cum all over my face - which I gladly
would've let him do - but instead he fell back, lying on his back on the
carpet, legs spread, pants still around his ankles, jerking his slick,
cum-filled cock with one hand, fingering deep inside his deep-fucked hole
with the other.  His hard little body rocked in sync to his strokes and
thrusts.  His soiled, jism-covered face was beatific.  Just seeing him like
this got me instantly hard again, and I stood over him and began beating my
meat again, holding my breath in the hopes I could cum with him.

Soon his breath came in shorter and shorter gasps and I knew he was getting
close.  I sped up my stroking and sucked in a lung of air and held it,
watching my baby brother writhe on my carpet, finger-fucking his raw hole
as he masturbated himself to orgasm ....

"uuuuuuuuuhhhhh ... uhhhhhhhhhhh ... UHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH - omiGOD!" He
screamed as loads of white cum shot from his cock, landing in splashes and
long thick streaks across his soft belly and hard chest, in the hollow of
his throat, in his curly pubes.  At that moment I felt my orgasm hit - not
as powerful as the first two, but still it ripped through me, reducing me
to an animal.  I felt a surge of power burn through my groin, through my
cock, growling gutturally as I shot thin streaks of my seed cross-wise
across my little brother's chest, rained it down over his creamy pale
thighs, on the denim jeans around his ankles, over his now-soft little
cock.

It seemed like we shot our last loads forever, but finally we were done,
totally spent, our balls emptied.  Sean looked up with a face completely
coated with sticky semen, smiling at me through a sea of my own hardening
cum.

My little brother was utterly defiled.  He looked like a twenty-dollar
boy-whore after a gangbang.

I loved him.  I lusted for him.  I wished I had the stamina to fuck him
again.