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This story was produced as adult entertainment o o and should not be read by minors. o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o My Brother's Night Visit (MM, brothers, 1st) by Zadanoff (zadanoff1@aol.com) *** I was lying in bed, wondering about my brother. I was gay; about that I had no qualms and no doubt whatsoever. I was just about to drift off to sleep when my brother came into the room. In the dim light coming from the window, I could see that he was wearing only his briefs. I had no idea what he wanted. "Billy, are you asleep?" he whispered. "No," I said. "I almost was, but then, you know, it's hard to sleep with someone talking to you." He sat on the edge of the bed. "Sorry to bother you. If you need sleep more than a blow job, I'll go back to my room." I was shocked and excited by what I had just heard. I had never expected to hear my brother say that to me. I had no idea about his sexuality, though I had told him that I was gay. When I had done so, he just looked at me and raised his eyebrows, and then shrugged with a smile. I felt him reach out and touch my leg through the covers. He didn't say a word. I didn't know what had come over him. Maybe he'd had the hots for me all along. I could feel his hands shake as he moved them up my legs, and then I could feel the pressure as he pressed against my cock. I just lay there and didn't say a word. I was afraid that he might stop if I said anything. I could feel his hands reach under the covers and find my bare legs. Then, he moved the covers off of me altogether. I was wearing only my jockey shorts. I felt his hand move up my thigh to the bulge in my crotch. When his hand came into contact with my throbbing hardon through my shorts, it was like a jolt of electricity running through me. I moaned softly. "Oh, yes," he whispered. "That feels like a real cock to me." He leaned over me and put his fingers under the elastic of my shorts. I moved my ass off the bed to let him pull them down. He pulled them across my cock, and there was an audible slap as my cock jumped up and hit me in the belly. He pulled them all the way down to my ankles, and then off altogether. "Gonna have some cock," he whispered. "I want to suck your cock, Billy." Then he leaned over me, and I could feel his hot breath on my balls as one hand went to my cock and the other to my balls. Suddenly, I could feel his tongue flick out and lick the underside of my cock as he held it in his hand and guided it toward his mouth. "Ooh, your balls are so big and hairy," he whispered as he hefted them and began to gently massage them. Then, he slid his tongue all the way down my shaft, and I could feel his lips on my balls. He made smacking noises with his lips as he kissed my hairy balls, and then I could feel his tongue on them, running under them and around and around them. I was in heaven; I had no idea where my brother had learned this, or whether he was just playing it by ear, or in this case, mouth. He opened his mouth wide and gently sucked one testicle into his mouth, running his tongue all over it. Then he sucked the other one into his mouth. As he sucked my balls, I could feel him stroking my cock slowly, gently, running his fingers across the head of it, smearing the sticky fluid over the head of it. Then he moved his tongue back to the base of my cock and ran it all the way up the shaft to the head. He opened his mouth wide, and suddenly, my cock was engulfed in the warm wetness of his mouth. I could fell his sucking and swallowing as he took it all the way into his mouth, and I heard a gagging sound come from him as it touched the back of his throat. He took it out of his mouth and ran his tongue along it as it lay across my belly. Then, I could feel his tongue on my pubic hair, swishing around and around. I loved it. I didn't know what to do or what to say, so I just lay back and enjoyed it. He gripped it firmly by the base and guided it back into his mouth, and he began to stroke it as he sucked hard on it. His other hand was on my balls, pulling the hairs gently, massaging and kneading my balls like no one had ever done. I could feel his hand move lower, to the crack of my ass, and he gently inserted one finger, touching the opening to my asshole. I couldn't stand it any more. I began to thrust upward with my hips, and then, I was actually fucking him in the mouth. I reached and grabbed the back of his head and pushed his head down on my cock. I thrust rapidly in and out of his mouth, sending my cock all the way to the back of his throat. He gagged, and I released him. He sped up his stroking, and I whispered, "I'm going to come, Billy." He sucked even harder, and I thrust my hips upward as I shot a load of come into his mouth. I could hear swallowing sounds as I shot another load into his mouth, then another. Still, he kept my cock in his mouth as I shot another and another load of hot sperm into him. Then, he released my cock, letting it fall against my heaving stomach. He opened his mouth, and let the remaining cum fall out as he moved his lips up and down my throbbing cock. I lay there, my dick jumping around, my brother hovering over my groin. His hand was still on my balls. "I love the way your balls tighten like that when you come," he said. I coughed. "Well, I think that happens, you know." "Can we do it again?" "Yes," I whispered. "Just give me a few minutes to recuperate. Can I do the same to you?" He took off his shorts and slid in the bed beside me. "Oh yes, he whispered." That wasn't the last night-visit I had from Bruce...