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Thank you for your consideration. -------------------------------------------------------- Smarter Than My Big Brother (MM, Mf, bi, gay-coa) by Bob (f123hartman@aol.com) *** Chapter 1: Dad As I was snuggled up against my dad's side and I was thinking about all the times including this experience when I've been ahead of my older brother. I was eight and he was eleven when I had my first sexual experience with an older woman. We were playing dressup in her basement and that meant continuous changes of clothes and lots of total nude looking at each other and me with my dick as hard as it could be. I didn't know why it was standing straight up but she told me that she had a penis also. Naturally I wanted to see it so she spread her lips and way up inside of her there was this little dick shaped thing about the size of a pencil eraser about 1/16 inch long with a head just like mine. As I got wiser about sex, I decided that when two people fucked, the guy's dick went in and touches the woman's little dick and all sorts of special feelings would occur. My brother never knew about this female bit of knowledge, at least not when we were kids. When I was nine and my brother 12, he came over to my bed and climbed on top of me and urged me to let him fuck my ass. I pushed him away and protested and refused because I didn't want to get pregnant. He almost raped me when my parents heard my objections all the way down stairs. They came up and told both of us that we were in trouble, and if we ever did anything like that again we'd go straight to hell. Poor big brother went back to his own bed and for weeks I secretly wanted him to fuck my ass. I think my dad might have been a little wise as to what almost had happened because the next morning he came into our room with just his undershirt on and sat down on my bed and gently woke me up with a morning hug. Dad always slept in his undershirt so I had seen his family jewels many times before. But for some reason that morning they looked so inviting. Right then and there I decided that I was going to get him to fuck my ass. I don't know why I wanted him to, I was just a stupid kid I guess, but the though of his pig rod jammed up my butt made me hard as a rock. I had an opportunity when Mom went away for a week. So each morning I would slip into Dad's bed and hug him and press my body up against his. I told him that I had some questions I wanted answers to each morning. And so we had lots of moments of warm bodies touching each other with his ass behind and me in my jockey shorts. I asked him questions like - why my dick got hard in the mornings. And I wanted to know when I would begin to have white stuff coming out of my dick. But the successful question came when I asked him to tell me about the first time he made love to Mom. He told me how they were close together and enjoying little touches and he let his hands touch me like he'd done with mom. He mentioned how she took off her nightgown and all she had on was a little pair of panties just like I was wearing. He began touching her nipples and then kissing her nipples and I felt him begin to touch my nipple and then he bent over and kissed them. It felt so nice, I was in seventh heaven. Then his big hand moved down to my shorts and he described how he'd slipped his hand into her panties and had begun fingering her. He did the same thing to me only he quickly informed me that my Mom had lots more hair down there than I had. I moved my leg over and ran it up his side and in a small voice I begged him to fuck me. He didn't but we had a few precious moments of warm feelings together. After the third tender time together I climbed into his bed without my underwear and just a top like him. He let his dick slide between my legs and the head of it was pressing against my butt crack. I tried to wiggle my butt up against him and make him slide in but he just wouldn't let it happen. Mom came home and our little trysts stopped, but I sure was way ahead of my brother. Soon there were times when my brother would sleep over at a friend's house and I would suddenly awaken with my dad snuggled up against my backside gently touching my dick and nipples. After the first of this happened I began sleeping in my undershirt like Dad and when he put his arms around me, I could feel his dick sliding up and down my crack Then on that first special night I soaked my ass with KY lotion and as Dad moved up and down my crack I suddenly felt his dick catch at my asshole. Dad couldn't stop and he began pumping up and down on it and I was in a new world. My whole body exploded but no white stuff came out -- but the feelings were wonderful. Yes, it hurt a little and my asshole felt stretched and I had some pain down there all the next day, but I didn't mind. Dad had liked it and I was still in wonder that I could make him feel so good. I never told my brother about this part of my life but I did enjoy many nights sleeping in the same room with my virgin brother and wondering whether he knew that I had been deflowered. I enjoyed many more times with Dad after my brother moved out to go to college. When the big college boy returned home on summer vacation, he learned pretty quickly that I was very wise in the ways of sex, but he didn't know who had taught me. We neither of us ever talked about our sexual experiences. Chapter 2: Virgin Anyway, before my brother went away to college he was always complaining about still being a virgin, I guess I should have been totally happy that my dad had taught me about sex. It didn't hurt as much as it did in the beginning, but he was a man, and had a man sized dick, and after one of our love sessions I'd be numb back there the whole day. It was like being eleven and having sex all day long. I began to notice my buddy's buns and how they swung their asses. They all had big mounds in front and often I saw their hard-ons as they quickly tried to cover them with their books or a sweater. I wanted to do something with another boy, but my biggest fear was that if I brought the subject up they would drop me as a friend. I guess I would have done the same if they had approached me, before I'd experienced sex with my Dad. So this meant that my big brother was my prey only he was too dumb to know it. I really wanted to be with another boy, and he was easy to get at. I thought about climbing in bed with him while he was sleeping and when he woke up, I would tell him I just wanted to see what he would do as he dreamed about some girl in his class. I thought about letting him catch me playing with myself and then pleading with him not to tell Mom and Dad and promising that I would do anything he wanted. (Please keep in mind that he had once tried to rape me.) But I knew him and he would never tell but just hang it over me forever. So my plan of attack was called communication. I started making a list of jokes filing them in my notebook under Couples, Bi and Gay. I constantly told him jokes with words like fuck, screw and fornicate flowing out of my mouth. Even when my parents were in the den, I could say a punch line and see a twinkle flash across my brother's face. Phrases like, "I want a special dessert tonight" and "Tonight-Tonight" had special meanings for both of us. One time I told him that a real treat for me would be spilling my tapioca pudding and then licking up every drop. He said his favorite dessert was warm melting white chocolate being stirred in extra thick cream and then this whipped delight would fill every corner of his mouth as it warmly flowed down his throat. We continued on with these sexual innuendos, teasing each other. I noticed that he'd get hard sometimes when we talked to each other this way. While my brother thought the best dessert was warm melting white chocolate being stirred with extra thick cream and finally whipped up into a thrilling delight in his mouth that preciously flowed down his throat," I let him know that I dreamed of the time when I would finally spill my tapioca pudding and then get to lick up every drop. I would create little competitions with my brother if we each put up a dollar. One time the challenge was, "Who could dress the fastest?" We each lay out an under short, jockey shorts, button-down shirt, pants, socks and shoes. I never saw him dress so fast. He beat me by several minutes but I got to see his privates for a moment. One time when he was in the bathtub, I showed up wearing only my jockey shorts and a stop watch and challenged him to a contest, "Seeing who can stay under the water the longest." He took up the challenge saying this would be the easiest dollar that he ever earned. I stripped and joined him in the tub only we no longer were the little kids at either end of the tub. We were all arms and legs and my legs were wrapped around his or the other way round but when it was time to play, he went first by moving his butt clear up to my chin so his face could go completely under water. While he was in that position I could have opened my mouth and let his balls drop in but a game is a game. When it was my turn, I moved up on his chest and hoped that if I moved while under water, my prick would slide over his lips. It was a neat contest and lots of dick and ball bumping went on, but I lost again. I was positive I would win when I challenged him to an R & R contest. The rule for the game was "Both of us would pull down our pants at the same time and then face each other without talking or touching and see who could raise up his rod to a complete erection first." Rod rising meant "rock firm" and no sorta half sideways. All evening long when I said that I was looking forward to some R & R, my folks thought I was looking forward to some rest and relaxation. That night after our bedroom door was closed and we were supposed to be in bed, my brother and I dropped our pants and quietly waited for our dicks to spring into action. My brother was looking at my little dick and balls and completely hairless crotch while I got a good view of his long slender cock and hairy balls and the most beautiful mound of shining black pubic hair surrounding his magic wand. Every hair looked soft and smooth and just like Dad's treasure package. One hair was hanging right over the top of the head of his dick and it was almost alive as it moved every time his prick grew a little bigger. He slowly grew longer and thicker and firmer as his dick-head slowly climbed up his leg. As the head grew round and red, it appeared to have a throbbing pulse all its own. I was in seventh heaven. My dick was completely up, completely erect, and completely hard long before my brother's. Finally I complimented him and his beautiful cock. I moved down and closely examined his treasures. When I asked him if I could touch it, he smiled and shoved it into my face. It was so warm and smooth and soft. I put my finger in his precum and tasted it. Then he took his hand and stroked his wand so more precum appeared at the tip. As he stroked up and down, I reached out and took over his motions as the fingers of my other hand slid through his soft blue-black shiny hair. He finally exploded in my hand and it was covered with white stuff. We both laughed when he asked me if I wanted to lick up his white tapioca pudding. He was still breathing heavily as he picked me up and placed me on my back on his bed and began touching me all over. As he licked my balls, his nose did tracings at the base of my penis and then he traced slowly all across my crotch and every now-and-then these pleasure ticklings caused me to quiver and whimper. He didn't stop until he felt me shaking with the convulsions of my cumless climax. As we kissed and hugged each other, we promised that we would do more sharing together as real lover-brothers. Chapter 3: High School Sucks Yes, High School sucks and any way you want to look at it, High school sucks. There are sensual sexual situations in every hallway, corner and closet and beautiful bouncing boobs that were almost popping out of their bras and guys and bun flexing so firmly that jean seams were always on the verge of splitting. Yes, everyone was loving all this sexual stuff and secretly hoping to get more action with each suggestive smile. Obviously there was also a lot of dreaming going on and lots of disappointment and yes, high school sucks. For me I had gone to Catholic school through 8th grade and my parents weren't willing to pay fees for high school so all of my elementary girl friends and pals went off to parochial schools and I went off to no man's land in the local high school. Every time I tried to get a date, I had the feeling that if the girl's parents found out that I was catholic, that was the end of that. So sex was sorta just hands for me. By this time my older brother was into girls so any excitement from him was over and my dad deeply loved my mom and he knew that if she found out about any fooling around between father and son it would be like shit hitting the fan so it was forget it at home. When I went to Mass on Sunday my buddies were all smiles about which girls were putting out and which girls they had made out with. I felt that there was a lot of bullshit talk but each Sunday revealed that another girl was expecting and another buddy was preparing for fatherhood, or a quickie wedding or making monthly payments. I was only in my first year of high school and I had friends who were fathers. Every time I went to bless myself in church with Father-Son-Holy Spirit, I kept thinking of my buddies as fathers, and their children and all of those sperming spirits traveling in those virgin cunt to make more holy conceptions. And then as I looked around me, I saw all these older fathers like my dad's age and their roles as fathers-sons-and- all-those-flowing- virgin-sperming-spirits in every Church of Catholic Conception. I did have one buddy though, and we enjoyed many activities like high school athletic games and movies and we enjoyed sleeping over at each other's houses. One night after we had crawled into bed together wearing just our jockey shorts, I could feel his warm skin touching my leg, or he'd move then he was touching my ass, or arm and my rod would begin to throb. So I decided to experiment and risk our friendship. The two of us were in bed together wearing just our Jockey shorts and while my best friend was sleeping on his back, I moved most of my body on top of him and every hot tickle thrilled my body. That is when he woke up blurting, "Christ, what are you doing?" as he threw me back to my side of the bed. All I said while pretending to still be asleep was, "Susie, please don't stop me now." My friend Rob, wasn't even listening as he complained, "Jes, I'm being raped by my best friend!" "Rob, go back to sleep," I said. "You just spoiled my perfect fuck with Souse Zenger." "Just keep Susie on your side of the bed," ordered Rob. "Rob, shut up, and go back to sleep," I said and continued, "my balls are blue and hurting! Go back to sleep. Sorry I woke you up!" With that we both rolled over on our sides with just our asses slightly touching and I tried to calm my pounding, shaking body. The next morning I was up and dressing when Rob looked up while reaching for the sheet to cover his almost naked body. I quickly went over and sat on the side of the bed. "Rob," I said, "I'm sorry about last night but you sure were a passionate hot Susie Zenger." "Forget it!" Rob replied with a smile on his face. And then he laughed. "I almost became a pregnant bastard." Mom interrupted our discussion with orders from the kitchen to come down stairs for breakfast. I was relieved how easily things had smoothed over. As usual Mom started in on our dating frustrations as we ate our cereal. When she asked us whether we had met any neat new girls, Rob almost fell off his chair with laughter. "Your son recently was flirting with the cutest girl that you can imagine but I, "Rob the Protector," saved the poor damsel from a fate worst than death." So another high school setback was continued with Rob and me back in bed together at his house a few weeks later. Rob was deeply sleeping and finally he changed positions and put his arm and hand on my stomach. I slowly took his hand and moved it down so it could hold my cramped dick and I could feel the warmth of his hand penetrating through my jockey shorts. I placed my hand on top of his to keep him in place and rested my other hand behind my head so I could watch our movements in the dark. (If he woke up, he would discover that it was his fault not mine.) Slowly and carefully I began flexing my butt muscles up and down as my dick got harder and harder. At times his fingers seemed to hold me tighter and I was enjoying every feeling of his jacking me off. Yes, when I came, there were hot squirts of my loving cream seeping through my shorts into the palm of his hand. As my body quivered, I took my free hand and blessed myself. This was definitely a part of what all those fathers, sons, and sperming spirits were enjoying every night all over the world. For a moment I worried about that joke of putting a sleeping hand in something warm which would cause the dreamer to wet the bed. I didn't worry because it was his bed. What I did begin to worry about was that even though I didn't feel that I had done anything that I would need to confess, I knew I was coming pretty close. Sorry this experience wasn't filled with sucking and lots of touching and deep penetration but the next time you go to church, look around and your mind will enjoy the most wonderful meditations of all those fathers, sons, and spirits that are Mary-Swimming in the virgin channels of life. Yes, this is a raw high school sucks story. Chapter 3: The Details I know I said high school sucks because I wasn't getting any action but college sucks because they do suck. I arrived two days before my roommate and so I had the best bed and drawers, etc. My roommate Dan arrived with folks and Mother giving orders, etc., etc., and finally after they left poor Dan all red from head to toe sat on his bed totally embarrassed. I put my arm around him and with a big hug assured him that mine was the same but now we set our own rules. I insisted that we both were giving up some of our privacy and we both needed to promise that everything that went on in our room would always be private and not blabbed to the whole world. "I like that," said Dan. "and if our date says, 'yes', we can bring them into our room for a treat." I said, "Fuck yeah, great!" We both knew that college was going to be an orgy. After dinner we went to the local college bar for some beers and came back to the room to sack in. As I was removing my clothes I told Dan, "I want you to know that I sleep nude." "Sleep any way you want but you'll look funny when I bring my girl up to the room," said Dan. I said, "Do me a favor and pull up my sheet before your date sees me because once she sees me, she'll lose her hots for you!" As we both climbed into our beds Dan asked," What did you do when your mother came into your room?" "I don't sleep at home in the raw and when I have tried, my ass feels every breeze and I'm awake all night so my first lesson at college is learning to sleep nude." My first raw college night I was awake all night. I even jerked off to help me fall asleep. By the weekend I was doing well with my nude assignment, except Dan brought home his first date and me with my covers ended up sleeping in the dorm lounge with several other couches filled by guys with the same problem as mine. The next morning I quietly slipped into the room to get my shoes. Dan and Heidi were totally naked and sound asleep. I thought about pulling up a sheet over them but instead, I took off for breakfast. It was a perfect breakfast as I imagined everything that they had done. I knew he had used a condom because it and its fluids were part of a neat smelly puddle on the floor. Well, Dan was lucky his mother hadn't seen him all naked in his bed. Yes, Dan told me all the details and I informed him that in the future I couldn't go to the lounge because now everyone knew we had a woman in the room. Dan said he thought it was kinda neat having me pretend to be sleeping as he performed for an audience and yes, I was the audience a number of times. I watched Heidi go down on Dan's dick and I was sure she was gulping down his load. I watched Dan's bare white ass humping as he pounded into poor Heidi but then I kept wishing that I was that poor Heidi. Sometimes in the morning I would get up out of bed with my flag pole half up and stroll past them to the window and I knew Heidi got some of views of my perfect body. My time came when Dan woke me up one night in the middle of the night begging me to help him with a paper that was due in the morning. We had a room rule that if you said "no" then with the next request you had to say "yes," so I found my naked 'yes' body shivering on the typing chair working on a paper that was due in the morning. I don't ever remember typing in the nude before but my dick told me that he was a little excited and I knew that Dan knew that I was a little excited. Dan had on his Jockey shorts and he kept standing close by me with eyes reading what I was typing and his log sack sometimes brushing on my shoulder. I could have turned and wrapped my lips on his cotton covered shaft If I'd had the nerve. All the while his gut sweat odor was driving me crazy. Naturally when he was doing the typing, I let my dick head kiss his shoulder too. And with each new page I reminded him that he owed me for my help. As the night work continued Dan finally asked me what I thought he owed me. Quickly I said, "The next time Heidi comes over, I want an invitation to join in the fun." "No way!" said Dan. "This is my problem and leave Heidi out of it." "Oh, Come on, Dan, Heidi would like it." I said as I smiled at poor Dan who was afraid I might stop typing. Then I said, "Dan, I think I just heard another 'no' and so my next request definitely wins a house-rule- yes." "What is your request oh wonderful roommate?" said Dan. And I said, "If you won't share Heidi, then kiss my dick right now!' With all of the passion of a great actor Dan with bulging lips threw himself down into my lap and gave my joystick the biggest kiss it had ever had. In fact it was my virgin dick's first kiss. The pages continued and I kept talking about debts owed and as I finished up the last page I bluntly told him my price was that he owed me a blow job like Heidi gave him. We laughed and as I got up out of the chair, he threw his arms around me saying, "Thank you, thank you, thank you." And he held me tightly and I could feel my dick pressing up against his. And that is when the promise came. Dan said, "It's late and we need to go to bed but tell that dick of yours that after tomorrow it will no longer be a virgin!" In the afternoon after classes was D-day (dick day). Naturally I lived in a dream all the next morning and I arrived back in the room with two milkshakes and several chocolate candy bars. Dan was lounging on his bed dressed only in under shorts and I gave him the chocolate shake. I had the white coconut one. I quickly latched he door so no one could bother us and sat down on my bed to take off my shoes. As Dan moved his body over close to the wall he motioned for me to join him and soon we both were on our backs drinking shakes together. We laughed about getting the paper done and finally Dan said, "It's a little crowded on this bed and I think you're a little overdressed." I immediately pulled off my shirt and tugged at my pants and finally my under shorts and I seemed to fit into his bed just perfectly and perfectly bare. As Dan shoved his butt up against the wall, he placed his arm on my stomach and his head on my chest and I just laid there drinking my shake and watched and waited. Finally I spilled some of my white cream on my pubic hair and pleadingly asked him to help me clean it up. Instead he shoved his nose into my armpit and began licking my black hair and it tickled and I loved it. Finally he sat up and dove down into my mound and began lapping up what I was imagining to be my mass of sperm. Finally he crawled between my legs and began kissing my rod, my balls, and my slit, my everything. I felt his tongue wrap around my shaft and then he slid it down to the base of my prick's arch and I felt his tongue fluttering as he searched and pressed my shockwave button and I was having waves of heat all through my body. My dick was so hard, I felt it was going to explode. Every moment was passion and more passion and then complete wonder as he wrapped his lips around my red cock head and I went swimming in warm fluids as I pushed down toward his throat. In and out and back and forth and faster and slower and his tongue was all over my shaft. Finally I threw my hands on both sides of his head and held him firmly as I shot my streams of love into his mouth. He could feel my heart beats pounding in my wand and as I shot wave after wave, I could see him swallowing. And as he let me push in and out, I saw my white cum oozing down his chin and I was in seventh heaven. We paused for some wonderful moments and then I pulled his head up to my face and I kissed him and my tongue began lapping up my own manhood, my warm love sauce. Dan and I knew that there would be many more love sessions together and I will never forget college. Chapter 4: College Roommate I had just received head from my college roommate and I wasn't sure what would happen next. So, the next morning I avoided the discussion by quickly dressing and racing off to Mass. My crotch still had tons of dried white spunk stuck to the curly black hairs around my dick. Each time I stood up in church or knelt or just sat, I could feel various hairs pulling and tingling and reminding me of what I had done the night before. I wondered if those around me could smell the jism and then I was sure I could smell it or the jism in the same areas of those sitting near me. In fact I wondered how many of these fathers and maybe their sons had shot their wads last night. Then, it occurred to me that many of the girls in this church had probably also enjoyed sex and each time they stood up there were strings of white juice dripping out of their cunt holes and dropping onto the floor. I imagined white puddled spots on the floor. When it was time for communion, I realized that the body of Christ had entered my mouth and some of his jism might be mingling with mine. These were weird thoughts but when you're feeling tingles every couple of minutes of stuck cummy pubic hair touching and tickling and pulling, it's easy to see how my mind was more on sex than the words of the service. The only real issue of church that day was actually having found the church so when my parents come up for a visit, I could say I had been to church. Of course I also was wondering who mops up the floor every Sunday after Mass. Just kidding. ** Dan and I didn't bring up the subject. So sex then or later was being avoided. I did know by Dan's smiles that he had enjoyed it. And he knew that I was very impressed with his talents. We both chuckled every time I asked him if he had another paper to type. Finally on Wednesday evening we were at the bar hangout and getting loaded royal. We kept spotting cute girls and discussing their possible ratings in bed as I took my foot while under the table and attempted to rub Dan's cock. I guess I was saying that I had had my turn and I was ready to show him what real head was all about. Dan even spread his legs wide so that I could help him with his hard-on. As we staggered home from our drinking, we were both in each other's arms keeping ourselves balanced and on our path. I know he goosed me but maybe accidentally but when we were back in the room, we both were helping each other strip off our clothes. Then in T-shirts and jockey shorts we helped each other get to the John. Our aim wasn't good and the floor around us was wet with our piss and finally Dan was on the floor sitting in our piss. I got him back in the room and his shirt and shorts were quickly removed. Yes, Dan was naked again in bed flat on his back I immediately climbed between his legs and started licking his cock and as it grew, I ran my tongue up and down his shaft. I showed him how tender touches could drive him crazy and if I did the same motions as I touched his tits, he moaned in complete pleasure. With each flick of my tongue and fingers, he twisted and trembled and pushed up and down trying to get me to suck him totally. Finally when I let his head slide past my lips all he kept saying was, "yes, yes, yes, yes-YES!" It wasn't long before lots of his prick was moving down my throat but it wasn't deeper stuff that got him going, instead, it was a slow firm tongue wrapping motion up and down and in and almost out. Each time it looked like he might slip out, I would firmly hold his head with my lips and I could feel his dick trying to cum with his head getting bigger and bigger. His shaft pounded and pounded and then I could feel his semen climbing up towards his piss slit and then I began hearing these gulping sounds as his cock contracted and gulped white globs of thick warm pudding into my mouth. Gulp, gulp, gulp and finally I felt my mouth filling up with each gulp. And then, I gulped and gulped trying to keep his warm cream from spilling down my chin. As he shoved harder into my throat, it was gulp-gulp, gulp-gulp, gulp-gulp as his ass cheeks quivered and yes, he actually shook all over. As Dan sank into the sheets of his bed, I climbed along side of him and tenderly kissed him and then I let my tongue go into his mouth as his sperm flowed down his throat and believe me, he had a lot to drink. As Dan closed his eyes, I blessed him and all of those father's sons and holy spirits cumming together in beds all over the world. I know I gave him a better blow job than Heidi had. Finally, I cuddled up next to him with his and my juices smeared on my chin and mixing together on our chests and crotches and definitely mingled our warm soft silk pubic hairs together. Chapter 5: Dumb Big Brother on my Turf My college roommate announced that he was going home for the weekend to real cooking when I told him that my big dumb brother was coming up for an overnight visit. I was totally nude, naked, raw, and sleeping bare when I awoke to his loud knocking at my door. I jumped out of bed with dick wagging, opened the door and threw myself into his arms. There I was in the hall, totally naked, hugging and kissing my brother. As I dragged him into the room, he dropped his overnight bag and quickly hugged me back. Then he let his hands roam down to my ass cheeks and he began goosing me. I pushed away and he fell flat on his ass on my bed and just as quickly I was on top of him with more cuddling nibbles to his ear. The first words out of his mouth were, "Christ, shut the door!" I and my almost hard dick hastily jumped out of bed, shut and locked the door and as he tried to sit up, I pushed him back down on the bed with my body completely holding him glued to my warm soft blankets and sheets. As we laughed and hugged, I moved off his stomach and placed myself on my back along side of him and he immediately turned over on his side and let his free hand softly touch my tits. Just when real feelings started tingling through my body, he sat up and announced that he needed to take his shoes off if we were going to be playing in the bed. "Don't stop with just the shoes," I said as I began sliding my hands up under his shirt. His shirt was almost off as our bodies came together. However, I wanted to clear up a long heavy guilt I had been carrying. So, I hesitantly brought up the subject, "Do you remember the last time we were in bed like this when I was about 12 and you wanted to fuck my ass and I wouldn't let you because I thought I might get pregnant?" And then I added, "Well, I'm a big boy now and I want your prick all the way up my ass if you still want to. Welcome big brother to my dick's dunking den! Big Brother buddy, my Catholic cunt is your Catholic cunt tonight if you want it." "Christ, I haven't had breakfast yet this morning," my brother complained, "And you're talking about evening activities." "I'll give you some morning Wheaties and special milk, dear brother!" I said as I tried to shove my dick in his mouth. "I see your big spoon but I don't see any Wheaties or milk," laughed my brother. I replied, "You must work for the cream first!" My spoon dipped back and forth as it stirred with his tongue and soon my big dumb brother had more cream then he could handle. "Well, forget the Wheaties," he said. "That's the best breakfast, I've had in a while!" We changed positions as I begged for his bowl of warm Cream of Wheat with all of his sperming little lumps flowing into my mouth. I enjoyed his warm Creams of Wheat strings flowing softly down my throat and down the sides of my mouth and0 chin. Finally I was surprised when we began to settle down and our kisses fallowed some of our own sticky stuff into each mouth. Soon we were dressed and ready to explore my campus. That sure was a perfect way to wake up and welcome my brother. All day there were little hints about nighttime pleasures and we both were excited. Yes, we had dinner and beers at the local hangout and then back to my Den of Desires. There was hugging and warm kisses and then almost bare hugging and then we slowly stripped with our bare assed bodies finally pressed together. His body was so smooth and silky and I quivered each time he touched me. Dumb brother wanted action fast and he had me ready for rape before I knew what was happening. I had to fight him off and demand that he put on a rubber before any serious stuff started. He was actually going to jam his bare dick up my ass and no dumb kid does that in this age. His condom jammed back and forth like we couldn't wait another second and too soon he was filling my hole with fluid before I had time to really enjoy it. I guess you could say that I really got almost raped and I loved it. As the night continued, I placed my condom covered shaft delicately into his ass and my penis head slowly stretched his cunt as he gasped for breath and got ready to handle all of my massive treasure. My wand stroked first one side and then the other. I poked and pushed and probed and when it was time to bless him with all of my holiness, I wanted him to feel my sacred seeds sending thousands of blessings to his deepest darkness so I reached down and tried to remove the condom but I discovered that it was a real Catholic condom that always breaks to free the masses to perform that greatest miracle of life. Our night was lots of miracles of life over and over gain. ** The next morning we hastily slipped on our trousers without bothering to try to find clean jockey shorts and soon we were sitting in church and hearing the sounds of the Mass all around us. As our jism dripped out of our assholes onto the Catholic church pew, I knew that there were lots of Catholic chicks sitting near us who hadn't been able to find their panties in the morning. (They probably got ripped off in neat pious passion.) Our church was filled with people without their underpants as bare cuntlips sat in globs of sperm puddles as each sacred sperm got ready to begin the miracle mile to another Catholic conception. As I sat there, I wondered how many virgins conceived each Sunday during the service. I saw my dumb brother's wet asshole spot on the back of his trousers as he went up for communion but I didn't tell him that he was showing because I didn't want him to become embarrassed. However, I showed him the wet spots on the floor of each row of seats but he is so dumb! He claimed that he had never noticed those puddles before. After Mass, he wanted to check each row before leaving the church. He was so pleased to learn this new discovery that I gave him a blessing to all fathers and all sons and all of the sperming spirits of true brotherhood. My dumb brother loved his weekend with me and I'm sure we will see all of each other again in the very near future. Chapter 6: Roommate Stuff My college roommate's name is Dan but I call him Stud Judd. We both have watched each other make-out with someone in one of the single beds located on opposite sides of the room. While one of us pretends to be sleeping, the other plays pump-pump-pump. Then one day we decided it would be a lot more fun if we moved the two beds together creating a double bed and a perfect dorm room pussy passion pit. Judd brought home the first darling willing to play diddle and dong- dunking in one of those campus delicious doughnut holes of life. I made myself scarce by quickly grabbing my pillow and blanket and I headed to the dorm lounge to spend the night on a couch while stud Judd played with his pussy on our big bed. When I arrived in the lounge, I discovered that a bunch of guys also had my problem with their roommates. There were lots of tented under shorts in the lounge that night as we all imagined what was going on back in our rooms. We all knew many of the guys making out and I was sure that the next day the whole campus would know who made out with whom. That's when I decided there needed to be changes in our room because our private parts deserved lots more privacy. Judd and I placed a narrow mattress on the floor of our closet and even with the sliding doors half open, the couple on the bed enjoyed their private party unless the guy in the closet stood up all night. One special Friday as Judd got dressed for his date with his girl, he announced that they planned to return to the room for some fucking later. Again, I made myself scarce before they returned to the room by bunking down into the closet for the night. When they returned, I enjoyed the sounds of giggles, sighs, and slurping kisses. I heard her gasp every time Judd made one of his grinding grunts. I was sure she came twice and maybe she had four orgasms I'm not sure. The next morning all I heard was Judd frantic-like throwing clothes into his overnight bag as he darted out the door to catch the athlete bus to go to some other campus for a game competition and overnight stay. When I got up in all of my naked nudity, I strolled over to my side of the bed halfcocked. As I opened the drawer of my end table to get clean shorts and socks, I felt two soft warm hands sliding up my legs. "Wait a minute!" I said with surprise as I turned to face the bed and that is when she grabbed my dick and softly started pulling me toward the bed. "Hold it! Ah, no, no hold it!" I exclaimed as I dislodged my dick from her hands. "First things, first in the morning means I've got to take a piss and then we can touch and talk!" I quickly grabbed the antique wash bowl from under the bed for her and the big empty tomato juice can for me and started filling it up with my piss. That is when I felt her body snuggling up against my backside with her cunt hairs tickling my butt cheeks. She wrapped her arms around me and pulled me closer to her and then her hands took hold of my prick and she aimed me, helping me piss. I think she thought that she needed to pump the thing like as though it was an udder being milked. After three yanks, my prick stopped pissing and started growing into a magnificent erection. She thought I was done pissing. Quickly the old fashion wash bowl was hers and she squatted and splashed loudly into the bowl. I was sure some of Judd also went into that bowl. As she climbed back onto the bed. I finished my business and quickly found myself kneeling at her feet as she looked up at me as she lay there on her back. I spread her knees apart and my face dived into her cunt hairs. My nose could smell her cunt sweat and Judd's jism as my tongue slid along her cuntlips trying to find an opening. With my hands I spread her lips apart and my tongue went in and touched her little clit-cock softly. I could feel her little cock with shaft and head so hard just like my dick and as I eased my tongue around her shaft and sucked her slightly up inside my mouth, I felt like I was jacking her off and I wondered whether she would have an ejaculation similar to a guy's ejaculation. Suddenly she moaned and her body jerked as her orgasm fluids flushed and spilled across my tongue. It was like honey or egg yolk and there was this sweet taste like I could never describe. No wonder some guys want to drink cunt nectar every weekend. She was in heaven and her legs spread farther apart and her holy hole opened up wider and my pointer finger dived into her chamber. I bent my finger with a "come- here" motion as though I was saying, "Come For Daddy" as my finger dipped into her nectar. Then I pulled out of her and let her taste her sweetness as I crawled up above her and asked her that precious question as I looked into her eyes. "Please let me put my love jewel into your jewelry box?" I asked. I was sure she would say I could lick and lap but she wanted to be fucking faithful to Judd. When she told me to slip it into her chamber, I didn't wait for her to change her mind, my wand shoved all the way in, in one smooth motion. She quickly grabbed my shaft with those vagina muscles that girls use to push out babies and now she was using them to hold me in and she was holding me so tightly that I was sure I could never get out. There is no more wonderful a feeling than to be locked in so warmly and that is why some guys like girls so much. I could slide somewhat because my dick was soaked in her lube and Judd's semen. My penis head was dipping in that deep special soft spot. I pumped and pushed and lightly pounded against her magic button, her yummy yolk bathed my pulsing mushroom-head and I immediately started shooting strings of hot semen sperm into her yolk. Unfortunately for me, I must wait awhile for a second act and my wand started wilting. As it slipped out, I started licking and lapping Judd's scrambled pudding and my scrambled pudding and I swallowed and swallowed and finally I gathered up a mouthful and gave her a real deep French kiss with its precious opportunity for her to enjoy two scrambled yolks for breakfast. After we dressed, I helped her sneak out of the dorm and I didn't see her again until Sunday morning. As I was going up the stone steps to the front door of the Catholic church, she was standing there at the top of the stairs. I couldn't see up her dress but I already had seen lots of that area. My big problem was the fact that I still did not know her name. We sat together in a corner for Mass. Several times I tried to put my hand on her knee but she politely took it off. Finally as we were sitting down after one of the hymns, I placed my open hand like a pillow on the pew and she sat on it. It surprised her but she sat very still as my fingers began stroking her cunt covered skirt. Finally when we were sitting to listen to the priest's homily, she hiked up her skirt slightly like the a guy lifts up his trousers before sitting down. Suddenly my four fingers felt pantiless pubic hairs tickling all around them and my four fingers began playing in her pussy. This could be called four-play fingering or a Catholic Mass Masturbation. Some of her pussy pudding kept leaking through my fingers and dripping onto the church pew. As the Mass ended, and we were leaving, I realized that there was some of Judd's semen and my semen in that pew pudding and Judd and I would be attending Masses all week. The next time Father asked me in confession if I was attending Mass regularly, I told him that the answer was "Yes" romantically and religiously. I smiled all the way back to the dorm as I realized that my dumb big brother has probably never yet fucked his roommate's girlfriend. Chapter 9: Was it Age 8 or 9 or 11? I decided to go to Confession before Mass because I was long overdue to make a confession. I sat down in one of the pews close to the Confessionals and noticed two young boy angels ages 8 or 9 or 11 also waiting. Gradually I was sitting next to one of the boys and I casually said, "Gosh, A guy my age has lots of sexual things to confess but what does an angel like you need to confess?" Without looking up he said very softly, "Oh, I've got sexual things to confess!" I didn't say it but I wanted to. "What did you do last night? Did you enjoy head with your Dad last night?" or "Did your Dad rim your ass and you liked it?" Finally it was his turn and when he was done as he stepped out of the Confessional, it looked like he was pulling up his trousers. With all of the problems with Catholics in this day that was the last thing I wanted to imagine or the idea that some priest was taking notes and names in his little black book. When the second boy came out, he also sorta hiked up his pants. Gosh, even dads could get their kids in trouble, if the wrong things were said in confession. And then I made my Confession and asked for forgiveness. I confessed to having committed some adulteries and Father wanted to know whether I had been involved with a man or woman. "Adultery is adultery." "Please forgive." I responded. I wondered if I had said that I had been with a man whether he would have booked me up for a bedding. As I returned to my pew, I whispered to my new Angel friend, "I sure wish I could have heard your confession." He smiled, got up and went over to one of the closed Confessionals. He took a key and unlocked both doors and returned to his pew seat. I think he was saying, "Let's play confessions." I wondered where he got that key. Then I said to my angel, "If I play confessions, It will be in my dorm confessional room." I took out one of my cards with my college dorm room number and phone number and handed it to him. "Call me sometime." I said with a naughty smile on my face and I was off to Mass. When Mass was over, I was walking toward the exit when suddenly I was goosed in my butt like someone wanted me badly. I turned and discovered that the hand of my overly friendly friend was the guy in the dorm room directly above my room. We went back to the dorm together. I no sooner stepped into his room and he shut and quickly locked the door. He immediately started trying to pull my shirt over my head and I knew he was my "Mass Heavenly Reward" and I would do whatever he wanted. He stripped me totally naked and pushed me flat on my stomach on to the bed. Then, he took my hands and put them up toward the head of the bed and slipped my hands so the grippers were around my wrists. I wasn't tied up and I could slip out of them at any moment but for now I chose to enjoy his moment. Next he pulled my legs sorta of the bed so my ass was almost hanging over the bed and I could barely touch the floor with my toes. As he put some type hose up my asshole, and I felt the lubrication wetness and I knew what was coming next. Within seconds his dick was all the way up my ass as far as it could go and his giant- sized mushroom head was stretching my deepest depths. Heavenly magic had begun as his soft, smooth, naked body rested on my butt cheeks. Then he kissed me softly on my neck just behind my ear and his warm breath stirred up warm wonderful passions that sent shocks all the way down to my toes and my hard cockhead slit started opening and shutting like spasms. Next he slid his fingers into my armpits and his finger touches began to mess up my black armpit hairs. Each armpit ripple caused my whole body to become erect like the hardest of hard-ons. My whole body was a hard-on and my toes twitched. My tits twitched. The arches in my feet were so hard I was sure my calves would begin cramping. With each tender touch my dick head slits opened and closed. My whole body began to have dry climax contractions. When his thumbs started nudging my nipples and tapping my tits was in total orgasm. From my head to my dick head and from my tits to my toes, my balls moved tighter against his and spasms of semen shot from our pricks. The syrups may have stopped but the climax ins and outs, ups and downs, contractions and gasps continued and continued. I was sure my dick had deflated but along came another set of semen strings from both of us as our balls pushed and shoved and kissed. He kept tickling and pulling tuffs of under arm hair while touching my tits and blowing in my ear. Yes, God was letting me enjoy a most wonderful blessing. Yes, I promised. I will go to Mass every week. Thank you, God. These passions were not over yet. I slipped out of his headboard grippers as he oozed out of my ass. I rolled over and as our dicks slid together, his arms joined mine above our heads and his armpit hairs began tickling my hairs. His tits kept touching mine and I don't know whether we climaxed again but finally we changed positions and lay on the bed in sorta 69 style as we licked and lapped up each other's pure white sauces from our dicks, our balls and our assholes. I finally got my clothes back on with damp spots all over but as I unlocked the door to my room, all I could think about was the fact that soon, very soon, I would be getting a phone call from a heavenly angel. *** Should I write more, or am I done? f123hartman@aol.com ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author does not condone the described behavior in real life. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Kristen's collection - Directory 28