Date: Fri, 6 Nov 2015 15:57:09 +0000 (UTC)
From: robert1glynn@yahoo.com
Subject: Little Brother Part Four

All right boys and girls, here's more in the saga of Tommy and Peter. This
story, deals with themes of incest, homosexuality, man/boy sex, and raunch.
In this story shit and vomit especially play a major part.  This is a
masturbatory fantasy, for those who like those sorts of things.  I love
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Now take off your pants, put a finger up in your rectum and let the fun
begin.


LITTLE BROTHER
Part Four
By Robert Glynn

I picked up my little brother and carried him in my arms to my bed.  I felt
nearly delirious.  After eating Tommy's shit, I had impulsively kissed him
with my shit coated mouth and ran my shit-smeared hands over his face and
through his blond hair, leaving wisps, traces, and even thick smears of my
shit on this beautiful, little boy.  Now, carrying him in my arms, upstairs
to my bed, I could not help but think he was the most gorgeous sight I had
ever seen, or smelt for that matter.  My cock was rock hard and dripping
pre-cum.

I laid Tommy down in bed, uncaring if we got shit on the sheets.  I laid
down beside him, and we began to kiss again.  With my tongue in his mouth,
I began to masturbate.  I was so turned on that it was not long before I
blew a tremendous wad of cock snot all over my precious brother-lover's
belly.  I gathered Tommy in my arms and hugged him, reveling in feel of his
naked cum covered body against me.  We fell asleep like that, with smears
of shit and gobs of cum covering myself, and the fine-looking boy in my
arms.

				*****************

I woke early, with first light, and spent a good while silently worshiping
the naked, dirty, boy lying in my arms.

When Tommy began to stir I bent down and kissed him awake.  His mouth was
fragrant with his morning breath and shit.  His body was ripe with my cum,
and our sweat.  I wished he never had to bathe.  I wished I could always
keep him this dirty.

"Good morning, beautiful boy."  I said.  "How are you?"

"Good, good."  Tommy answered.  Then he smiled and said, "You know, you've
got shit on your face?"

"Yeah," I answered, "you've got shit on your face, too."  I leaned in and
kissed him again.  "Hey, how about some breakfast?"

"Sounds good, I'm hungry."

"What would you like?"

"Um I don't know.  Let's see.  How about orange juice, bacon and eggs,
toast and shit?"

We both laughed, "God, I love you, you little pervert.  That sounds good.
I think I can arrange that."

                                  ****************

Before going down stairs for breakfast I took Tommy to our parent's
master-bathroom and told him to get into the large walk-in shower.

"I don't want to get cleaned up yet."  Tommy protested.  "I like how we
smell."

"I do too, honey, I'm not going to clean you up.  I'm going to make you
dirtier."  Saying that, I urged him into the shower and following, took my
cock in hand, pointed it at him, and started to piss on him, with my
strong, yellow, first morning, piss-stream striking him mid-chest.

Tommy was taken by surprise, he gave a little squeal and jumped back,
before he caught on and realized this was a new dirty game.  When he did,
he gave another squeal and started dancing around in the stream of piss.  I
aimed my piss all over him, at his cock and balls, on his legs and feet,
and up and down his body.  "Open your mouth."  I said, and when he did I
shot a blast of piss straight in.

I cut off my stream and told him to get on his knees in front of me.  He
did and I told him to bow his head and close his eyes.  When he did, I
pissed in his hair, completely soaking it and him.  "Fuck, you look hot
covered in piss," I said, "Now it's your turn, pee on me."  So saying, I
lay down on my back with my mouth opened, and started beating my meat.

Tommy preformed like a gay hustler providing s golden shower for a paying
john.  He carefully covered me in his hot, little boy, urine.  Starting
with my cock and balls, he then swept down one leg to my feet and back up
the other.  He pissed on my belly and chest and then peed in my open mouth,
watching me swallow, and finished urinating in my hair and face.

Rising up till I was sitting in front of the boy, I said, "All right, now
you're showered, let me wipe you off."  Since we were naked all the time in
the apartment I kept the temperature set high enough to keep us
comfortable, and I knew just using my hand to wipe the piss off my brother
would let him naturally dry off quickly, and still keep him smelling like a
filthy urinal.

I ran my bare hands all over his naked body, pushing off the excess pee,
and leaving him moist and fragrant.  He returned the favor, wiping me down,
and we went downstairs for breakfast.

                                  ******************

"Tell you what," I said, "you make the toast, make a bunch of it, and I'll
fix the eggs, bacon, and OJ."

I started a skillet going with bacon, and squeezed the oranges for our
juice.  When I saw Tommy had a stack of toast ready I walked over to where
he was working, squatted down, and dumped a load of shit on the kitchen
floor as Tommy watched.  "Oh, you've got diarrhea."  Tommy said.

"Yeah," I said as I stood up and both of us looked at the pile of very
soft, runny, gooey shit on the floor.  "Will that be ok for breakfast?"

"Are you going to eat your diarrhea too?

"Honey boy, there is nothing on earth that I would rather do than eat
diarrhea with you."

As I moved back over to tend the bacon and start the eggs over easy, I saw
Tommy take the platter of toast he had made and sit down on the floor
beside my pile of shit and start using a butter knife to generously smear
each piece of toast with my soft, almost liquid, smelly shit.  "God," I
thought to myself.  "This boy is as a big a shit hound as I am."

In only a few minutes I had fixed a couple of plates heaping with bacon and
eggs, and Tommy had a big platter laden with diarrhea-covered toast.

Before we sat down to our kinky breakfast I said, "Tommy my butt hole is
really dirty, and I don't want to get shit on Mom's chair.  Would you do me
a favor and wipe my ass hole with your tongue?"

To my absolute delight, Tommy, simply said "Sure." and moving behind me,
knelt down, spread my butt cheeks, and started licking my dirty shit hole.
"Fuck," I thought, "I'm the luckiest faggot alive."

"Thanks Tommy," I said when he had finished wiping my ass with his mouth,
"let's sit down, and I'll say grace."  I had pulled Tommy's chair next to
mine so I could keep my hands on his naked body, and now, after we sat
down, I reached over and took his little erect cock in my hand.  "Holy
Cock," I prayed, "Thank you for my baby brother," at this I felt Tommy
reach over and take my hard dick in his hand, "and thank you for his
beautiful penis.  Thank you for making me queer and thank you, Holy Cock,
for making Tommy queer too.  Bless this food and the shit we are about to
eat.  Help me to always serve you, Holly Cock.  Amen."

"Amen," Tommy said, "and thank you for my big brother and his penis, and
for this food and shit we are about to eat."

Thus began the strangest, kinkiest, and most wonderful meal I have ever
eaten.  Tommy's little boy cock was as hard as my own, as we ate.  We
gorged on eggs, bacon, and especially shit-on-toast.  Watching my kid
brother eating, no, relishing, my fresh, hot, soft, diarrhea was the
sexiest, thing I had ever seen.  Tommy seeing my pleasure at watching him
eat shit, put on a real dramatic show of eating and enjoying my shit.

"Yum," he said, "This is the beat diarrhea I've ever eaten," he laughed and
took a big bite and chewed it with his mouth open so I could watch.  The
next bite he chewed up and spit it back on the toast in his hand so he
could eat it again."

"Fuck, your hot Tommy," I said, "I love seeing you eat my turds."

"It's fun eating your shit, Peter.  It's so nasty."

Tommy was so excited to be doing such a naughty, dirty thing that I had to
encourage him to eat plenty of his eggs and bacon, too.  I don't think he
would have eaten anything but shit-on-toast if he had been left to his own
desires.  However, I knew what I wanted, and what I hoped might happen
next.

We both gorged ourselves on eggs, bacon, and shit-on-toast, and washed it
all down with copious amounts of orange juice.  All the while we ate this
perverted feast I kept running my hand all over Tommy's naked body, and
especially fondling his erect little boy cock and tiny balls.  I was so
thrilled that his dick, while he was eating shit for the first time, was as
hard as a nail.  My cock was so hard it hurt.

We were slowing down now, having eating more than our fill of food and
feces.  The look on Tommy's face revealed his reaction to his first real
shit eating experience.  I could tell he had eaten all he could hold and
was feeling a little queasy.

I took a big bite of diarrhea-toast chewed it up, and spit it out on
another piece.  Then, as Tommy watched, I spit several times on the shitty
mess, hocking up great gobs of spit and throat slime.  Finally laying a
finger on my nose, closing one nostril, I blew a big snot rocket on the
toast, and then repeated the process with the other nostril "Here, Tommy, I
made this just for you."  With just a little hesitation my little brother
took this shit, spit, and snot, perverted treat and ate it.

"Sometimes, when someone eats shit for the first time," I said, "it can
make you nauseous, and some guys even wind up puking.  It's okay if you do.
If you do, you can puke in my mouth."

"No, I think I'm okay."  Tommy said with a little soldier's courageous
determination.  "Do you really want to eat my vomit?"  He added.

"Oh fuck yes."  I said.  "Come here and let me show you."  I pushed my
chair back from the table, and taking Tommy by the arm, I helped him up,
and stood him in font of me, between my widely spread legs."  My cock was
oozing and dripping pre-cum.

I had dreamed about this many times when I was masturbating.  I didn't want
to hurt my baby brother; I loved him too much to really hurt him.  But I
wanted his vomit.  I wanted to eat his shit vomit.

With no warning, I formed a fist with my right hand and punched my naked
baby brother square in the belly.  I felt my fist push into him, saw him
double over, heard him grunt as I knocked the wind out of him, felt my cock
pulse with with a sadistic thrill as it pushed out a gob of pre-cum.

I put my hands on Tommy's shoulders and straightened him up to stand before
me.  He was struggling to get his wind back.  He had tears in his eyes.  I
could see his stomach was churning.  He was beautiful, such a vulnerable,
weak, naked, little child.  His cock was still hard.

"Open your mouth!"  I demanded, almost shouting.  Gasping for air, and with
tears streaming down his face, he complied.

I violently thrust three fingers into his opened mouth and down his throat,
penetrating him further than anything had ever penetrated him before.  I
felt him gag on my hand, felt his puke rising on my fingers.  I pulled my
hand from his mouth.  Opened my own mouth, and pulled him to me for an
opened mouth kiss.

Tommy hurled, spewing shit-vomit into my eager mouth.  My mouth was filled
in an instant with an incredible puke.  As I swallowed the first mouthful,
Tommy continued to hurl, and his vomit flowed into my mouth, down my face,
down my chest and belly' and onto my cock and balls.  I swallowed another
mouth full, and another, while the shower of my brother's vomit covered my
body.

 When Tommy finished puking, I sat before him, drenched in his shit-vomit,
and started stroking my puke-lubed cock.  "God, Tommy, that was the
hottest, sexiest thing I've ever done.  Thank you, fuck, I love you.  I'm
sorry I hit you; I didn't want to hurt you.  I...I just..."

"I know, Peter," Tommy said when he had recovered a bit, "you just wanted
my vomit, I understand.  I'm glad I could puke for you.  I'm glad you made
me puke in your mouth."

"Oh, baby, I love you so much, so much.  I pulled him to me, licked the
tears and vomit from his face until we fell into a deep passionate kiss.  I
felt Tommy push my hand off my dick and was thrilled when he began
masturbating me.  When his hand job brought me to orgasm I shot the biggest
wad of my life.