We spent the afternoon at the beach. I was a little nervous at first but quickly got over it. Will showed me yet another one of his sides. We made sand castles, something I hadn’t done since I was very young. We splashed in the waves and tackled each other. Soon I didn’t care who was watching or what they thought. I felt like a little kid again.
When it was almost dinnertime we headed home. The first thing we had to do was take a shower. We hoped in the shower in my bathroom and turned the water on. His lips went immediately to mine. His hands set to washing me all over. I tried my best to wash him but it was hard to concentrate when he was kissing me softly and running his hands all over me. After only a few minutes I has a raging hard on. I felt it pressing against his thigh. He dropped to his knees and engulfed it in his mouth. He sucked on it like a pacifier. I threw my head back and moaned. I had been given blow jobs by girls before, but his techniques were so much different and so much better! He concentrated mostly on the soft head, giving special attention to the underside with his tongue. I didn’t last very long. I blew my load, which he greedily swallowed.
Dinner was uneventful. The only thing that bothered me was that Will kept his eye on my brother Aaron. There was a look there that I didn’t recognize; it kind of scared me.
We went straight to my room after dinner. I sat on the bed and read for a little while with him snuggled up against me. “I think your brother likes me,” he said out of the blue.
“He hasn’t even met you personally,” I pointed out.
“I don’t mean like that. I mean I think he’s attracted to me. Did you see the way he was watching us? It was like he was enjoying it.”
“I hope your not trying to tell me you’re leaving me for him,” I joked.
“No, of course not. I just had an idea. Don’t you think it would be hot to see you and him kissing?”
“I never really thought about it before. Yeah, I guess watching brothers together would be hot.”
Before I could say another word he grabbed me by the wrist and hauled me down the hall. He easily found Aaron’s room and rushed in and closed the door behind us. Aaron was lying in bed staring up at the ceiling.
I’ve always thought Aaron was cute. He was about 5’11 and was very thin. Like me his eyes were blue, but they were a very deep, dark blue. I was envious of his dirty blond hair. In high school I could remember the girls always flocking around him.