Of course I loved seeing him naked or more often wearing only his jockstrap and dancing around the room. Todd and I did the usual things, mutual masturbation and shooting our cum, competing for distance, etc. Then the summer before Todd was to leave for college, he and I started doing more things to each other. Instead of smacking my bar- eass, he would grab and hold on, until I stopped trying to get away. Then he would massage my ass, and poke my asshole with his finger from time to time.
I acted like I was tolerating it, but I secretly loved it. Of course my cock would get hard, and Todd knew I wasn't too upset. The week before he was to leave, Todd crawled into my bed, some- thing he had done since we were really young kids. we talked, hugged, and held onto each other the whole night. He talked about being scared about leaving home, and I confessed I would be very lonely without him. Throughout the night I awoke and moved so we would be spoon fash- ioned with his cock, usually hard, pressed against my asscheeks. Sunday morning came too quickly, and we were both slowly trying to wake up. I noticed Todd, too, stayed naked while packing, and getting ready for his trip away from home. I got in the shower, and was lathering my body, thrilling at the feel of my slippery hands on my tits, and Todd pulled back the shower curtain. He didn't wait for an answer and soon joined me taking the soap from me and proceeding to run his hands all over me. My knees almost buckled, finally living the fantasy I had had, or at least one of them. I had felt my brother's body over the years, usually during a pretense to give him a massage. Or during this past week when we had been sharing a bed and lots of hugs, but never had I openly explored his body. And from his moaning, he loved it as much as I did. On my knees, I was soaping his strong thighs, and then his nuts and cock. Now at school, we called each other things like cocksucker, but I knew that was something only queers did. But at this time, I didn't care, he was my brother, and I wanted his cock. My mouth enveloped his thick hard cock, and Todd's hands held my head as I sucked my first cock.įrom his body's jerking around, I thought I would soon have his cum in my throat, and his hands were holding my head so I couldn't move away. I thought what the hell, and let his cock go even deeper in my throat. I wanted his load to travel down my throat and lodge in my stomach. "As long as this is the first, and probably the last time we can be like this." But Todd stopped and pulled me to my feet. He turned me around and I felt his cock move between my asscheeks and pierce my asshole.
This was what I had wanted while we slept together, but I hadn't quite realized it. Todd hurt me as his cock turned me from virgin into brother into lover.
He had reached for my own hard cock, while his other arm held me immobile against his developed chest. From his sounds I knew brotherly cum was shooting up my asshole, and soon my own body jerked in his con- trol and shot my load against the shower room wall. My mother's voice brought us back to reality and we turned and kissed. Not like we had done from time to time during our respective 17 and 18 years, but like lovers.