My affection for my older brother was not your typical brotherly love. I was in love with my brother, and had been for a long time. We started fooling around when we were eighteen and nineteen, doing what seemed like a pretty normal kind of sexual exploration, but it became much more than that as we time passed.
Kevin is only a year older than me, but his sexual nature was much more mature than mine. I knew he liked girls but seemed a little shy and awkward around them. But I knew he took every opportunity to gaze at some naked pictures of chicks while he jacked off. And he jacked off a lot. One afternoon I walked in on him while he was in the midst of jacking violently over a picture of a pussy. Seeing his rock hard uncut meat in his hands instantly made my dick get hard too. I had never seen his cock hard before, and I was totally fascinated not to mention turned on. He gave me a quick look as if to say "Get the fuck out man!," but he was so close to coming he couldn't say anything.
I just stood there and watched him as he yanked harder and harder on his big cock, finally letting out a grunt and spewing cum all over the picture and his hand. Wow, I thought, that's a lot of cum. I had unconsciously grabbed my own cock while witnessing this sexy scene, and was squeezing it as I listened to him catch his breath and breath a big sigh of relief after coming. Then his voice snapped me back into reality.
"You just fucking walk in? What's wrong with you man? Get out!"
I had totally forgotten why I'd entered his room in the first place. I was still in a bit of a dreamlike state after seeing him jack like that, come like that. After seeing how sweaty he got when he was on the brink of orgasm. I still had my hand on my own cock.
"Wow, Kevin. That was so sexy."
I was really surprised by how sexy it was to me. I had had some fantasies about him before, but after seeing him in all his erect glory I then truly had a craving to feel his cock, and to have him feel mind.
"What man," he started, "you a fag?"
I wasn't too clear on the definition of a fag at that point, I knew I liked to get off, and I too looked at pictures of girls, but I found this to be much more arousing. I had watched my brother before, when he'd walk around in his boxers and nothing else, and found myself really get excited about it. And I'd laid in bed many nights thinking about him. What it would be like for him to lie next to me.
"No, I'm not a fag," I managed to say pretty defensively. But then my eyes met his, and I saw the anger and embarrassment fade from them.
"I don't know, man. I just know that you looked awesome jacking, and I couldn't stop watching you. And that you gave me a big hard-on."
I watched his eyes move down to the bulge in my jeans as I stood in front of him. He patted the bed next to him, inviting me to sit down. I was feeling like my fantasies may be on the verge of becoming reality.
I sat on my brother's bed next to him and looked at him. His cock was soft now, there was a pair of boxers on the floor that he'd used to wipe the cum off his hands with. I picked them up and smelled them, as I rubbed my cock with my other hand.
"Wow that's a little weird man," he said, but he didn't say it in a mean way.
"You've never thought about my cock?"
"Um, well," he started, "well I guess I have. So you've been thinking about mine?"
"For a long time," I admitted. I had by then unzipped my jeans and taken out my meat, and was starting to rhythmically jack it. I stared at my brother.
"Man you are so hot. I think about you a lot. I think about what your dick feels like, and what it would feel like if you touched mine."
I was feeling bolder about the words I was saying, and he seemed more comfortable with me saying them. I sat there and jacked my cock as my brother watched me. This was like a dream to me. I scooted closer to him on the bed, and put my hand on his dick. I moved my leg a bit so that the tip of my cock touched his leg as I jacked it. Just that feeling of his flesh on my cock nearly made me come. I started massaging his cock and felt it start to grow. I had never touched anyone's dick besides my own. And now I was touching one that I'd wanted to touch for a long time. As I stared at his cock I began trying to imagine the taste of it. It made me start to salivate, just the thought of tasting him.
"Have you ever had your dick sucked?"
"No, but go ahead if you want."
I was really surprised by that response, but really happy that he seemed to want me. There was no hesitance when he said that.
I dropped to my knees between his naked legs. They were hairy and muscular. He was taller and more filled out than me, and he worked out on a regular basis. I took his half-hard cock into my mouth and held onto his thick thighs as I sucked my first cock. I heard him groan as I took his whole dick into my hot mouth. He reflexively grabbed my head and pushed his dick further into my mouth. It was salty and sweaty tasting, and the smell of sweat and cum in his crotch was intoxicating. He started to hump my face and I continued holding onto his thighs, and slowly let my hands slide around his back, holding his groin to my mouth.
"Fuck man, that's awesome...mmm oh yeah...you're mouth feels so good!"
I loved hearing this. My cock was so hard now; I felt the tip of it rub the side of the mattress every time he thrust his cock in my mouth. I wanted so badly to jack myself then, but I held out in hopes of something more gratifying than my hand on my cock. He groaned really loudly then and grabbed my head hard with both hands, and forced me all the way down on his dick. He started shooting hot jets of cum into my throat, his dick throbbing and spasming all the while. I held him tightly around his back and drank all of his juice. I couldn't believe how good it was, it was better than my fantasies for sure. After he had shot his entire load in my throat I pulled slowly off his sensitive cock. He flopped straight back onto the bed, breathing heavy.
"Goddamn, man! That felt so good."
I stood up and took my rock hard dick in my hand and started jacking it above him. After a minute of his breath slowing back to normal, he sat back up on the edge of the bed and took my cock into his mouth. What a feeling! It was so hot and wet, and his tongue moved up and down the length of my dick like a snake. I couldn't imagine that this was his first time. I had one hand on his head and the other held my shaft as I fed him my cock. He put both hands around me and grabbed my ass as he hungrily sucked me. I didn't know if this was a heat-of-the-moment maneuver or if he really liked it, but it didn't matter too much right then.
"Ohh yeah bro! Suck me good man!"
He was, too. Better than I ever imagined. I felt the cum start to well up in my balls, and start to rise into my cock. I shot my load into my brother's wanting mouth, and he sucked it up like a starving animal. I ejaculated 6 or 7 big squirts of cum in his throat, I'd never felt anything so good. I pulled my cock slowly from his wet lips, and flopped down on his bed beside him.
I couldn't speak for a moment. I looked over at my brother, who had lain back beside me, and as his gaze met mine we both smiled. There was so much going around in my head, so much I wanted to say to him. How I'd been dreaming of this for so long, how I fantasized about him when I jacked off in the shower, how attractive he was. But instead of just blurting out those things I kept quiet. He must have seen it all in my eyes though. He rolled onto his side and put his hand on my shoulder, and then came forward to kiss me full on the mouth. My mouth opened and his tongue slithered around on mine. He kissed me deeply, and as he did I held onto him tight and kissed back. We lay like that for some time, kissing and rubbing each other. For a while neither of us said anything. We both were caught up in this passionate moment and felt no need for words. But after him kissing me like that I knew I would be safe to say the things I held back from saying earlier.
"Man, that was perfect. It was better than I ever imagined," I said.
"Oh yeah? So you've been thinking about doing this?"
Then I couldn't help but to spill my guts to him about the way I felt.
"Kevin, I think you are so hot. I have for a long time. I guess maybe I am gay, because I'd much rather look at you when I get off than a girl. I had been wishing for so long that we shared a room, a bed. Sometimes I feel crazy because I want to be next to you so bad!"
Ok, I'd said it. There was no taking it back. Now he knew how I felt, and I wondered how that made him feel. He squeezed me tightly in his arms and didn't say anything. We held each other close, giving each other little kisses on the face and neck. He reached up and ran his fingers through my hair, and I buried my face into his neck. He reached down and pulled a blanket over us, and we fell asleep with our naked bodies pressed together in a passionate embrace. I felt so comfortable with my big brother's arms around me. I felt like I was home at last.
Kevin and I continued our secret relationship throughout the rest of the time we lived with our parents. To the best of our knowledge no one ever knew. We both tried dating girls, but it was quite clear to both of us that we just wanted to be with each other. Our parents spent many nights out of the house, which we thought was perfect so we could carry on without the fear of being walked in on. But on nights they'd stay home, we'd go out and find places to be alone together. It was shortly after that first experience we had when he fucked me for the first time. It was something I had been eagerly anticipating.
Our bedrooms were right next to one another, and when our parents came home from a late night out they would never look in on us. We would always be sleeping together on those nights. After our parents had left for their evening out, we both went up to my room and undressed quickly and got into bed. We would always start out in the same fashion, kissing and rubbing each other, sucking on each other's nipples and squeezing each other's cocks. This night I could tell he needed more than what we had been doing to this point. He held me tightly and our hard cocks rubbed together. He had both his hands on my ass, and started probing my hole with his fingers. I arched my back towards his fingers and moaned.
He knew how badly I wanted him inside me. I rolled over on my back and spread my legs wide for him. He straddled my face, his huge purple dick right by my mouth, and put his mouth on my asshole. He drilled his tongue deep into my tight hole, and after tongue-fucking me and getting me nice and wet, he started inserting a finger into me. I was so hot. His big cock in my face and his finger in my ass. I could hardly stand it, it was so good. He then pushed another one of his big fingers in me and started fucking them in and out of my hole. I thought I was going to come right then. My cock rubbed on his hairy chest as he finger fucked me in this sixty-nine position.
