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Smarter Than My Big Brother (MM, Mf, bi, gay-coa)
by Bob (f123hartman@aol.com)
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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.
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Should I write more, or am I done? f123hartman@aol.com
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.
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