Sucking Off My Brother
By Unholy1
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It started out like just a
plain boring night for me. My parents
were out at a party for a coworker, and my brother was out with his girlfriend
probably getting laid at this very moment.
Which leaves me, stuck here at home with nothing to do
but sit in front of my computer and surf the net till my brain fries from the
radiation off my monitor.
It’s not like I didn’t have a
choice about it though, I mean I’m not that bad a person and surely could have
gotten together with a few friends, or even found a date for tonight. I’m 21, 6’ tall, 160 lbs, blonde hair, green
eyes. I’m not out of shape, but I’m not
buff, just trim. Also had I of planned
it right, I could have met up with a guy from the internet, and traded blowjobs
with him, but instead I’m stuck here on my own.
Yeah I’m bisexual, have been
since I was 18. I’m 21 now. Nobody in my life actually knows it though,
since they’d never understand. I want to
tell them, but how do you walk up to your Dad and tell him that you enjoy
having sex with men when he uses the term fag as an insult almost every
day. My Mom might be the only one who
could understand, but the fact that she’d surely tell my Dad is what keeps me
from telling her. My Brother and I
hardly even talk, so he’s definitely not someone I’d be coming out to.
After a few hours of internet
surfing, I decided to move downstairs to the living room and throw a porno of
mine in the DVD player. Grabbing one at
random from my room, I made my way downstairs in just my jockey’s for a good
jerk off session. It wasn’t until I
pushed play on the remote, that I realized I had grabbed my one guy on guy
DVD. It didn’t matter to me, I just
planted my ass on the couch, and got ready to jerk my meet while watching guys
suck and fuck other guys.
I was only about half way
into the first scene, when the door flew open, and my 18 year old drunk brother
fell through it. His next stumble
however was one that I had hoped he wouldn’t make, right into the living
room. In his drunken state, it took him
a few glances from the TV to me with my hand around my cock, and back before he
realizes what’s going on.
“What’s this Aaron? You some sort of fag or something?” he
slurred out.
“Go to bed Mark, your drunk"
I snapped.
“You are aren’t you? You’re a fucking fag!” He yelled.
Now I’m not afraid of my
brother, in fact I could easily kick his ass if necessary, He’s only 5’6” and
145 lbs, but something though about this situation, made me afraid to stand up
to him. I just sat there and listened to
him insult me, and that’s when he did something unexpected.
“Well you little fag, ya like to suck cock?
Well why don’t you suck this cock here” he said as he unzipped his
pants, and whipped out his cock. My jaw
hit the floor. My brother had the most
beautiful cock I had ever seen, not even the guys on my DVD compared to his
hard 8 inches of uncut manhood.
“Ya
you like that? Now get your fag mouth
over here and suck it, I know you want to.”
He was right too, I did want to suck him, I
wanted to suck his gorgeous cock until he blew his load down my throat. So I slipped off the couch onto my knees, and
crawled my way over to him. When I was
at his feet, I took his cock in my hand and started to stroke it slowly. This wasn’t what he wanted though, and I felt
his hand on the back of my head.
“Suck” he stated, as he
pushed my head towards his cock. I just opened my mouth and let him push his
cock right into my mouth before I wrapped my hand around the base, and began
bobbing my head up and down on his cock.
I let my other hand crawl up between his legs, and cup his balls. They were covered in a thick bush of pubic
hair, and I heard him let out a slight moan when I gave them a little squeeze.
I could taste what I
suspected were the juices of his girlfriends pussy on his cock, so I assumed
that he had gotten off at least once already tonight, so I put to use every
trick I knew to get him to cum. Letting
his cock slide out of my mouth, I continued to stroke it slowly, as I moved
down to suck his balls into my mouth.
Normally with the amount of pubic hair present, I wouldn’t be very
inclined to do this, but something told me that it was what I needed to do to
bring him off. So I sucked his scrotum
into my mouth, and began to play with them with my tongue.
When I heard him groan again,
I knew he was close and took his nuts out from my mouth. Running my tongue along the underside of his
cock on my way back up, I made sure to stimulate the underside of the head of
his cock. This turned out to be his hair
trigger, and I was barely able to get his cock back into my mouth before he
started cumming.
Rope after rope of hot steamy cum shot from the head
of his cock, into my mouth, and then down my throat. That was when he shoved me off, and proceeded
to jack himself off onto me. I simply
let him cum where ever he liked, and occasionally tried to get some of it in my
mouth.
When he was finally finished,
he moved over and collapsed on the couch, his cock still hanging out of his
pants, and a dribble of cum still running out of his cock. I quickly crawled over to suck it up, and
made sure I got every drop of his juices.
He never did get hard again though, so I just left him lying there on
the couch. Would he remember what we had
done the next morning along with his hangover?
I doubt it. Did I even care
though? Not at all.