A lockdown surprise

A short while after the live stream, my brother called back. I didn't know what to say, as all I had in my mind at that moment was him completely nude, jerking his cock and shooting his load.

"Hey..." I said after a short moment of silence.

"What's up, bro?" He seemed much more chill than I was.

"Ahh..." I tried to think of something "nothing much, you just popped into my mind, and I decided to call you. I hope it's not too late for you. Sorry, I didn't think about it." I said, hoping I sounded natural enough.

"No worries, bro! I was just a bit busy before, but now I can speak..."

"Oh, I know how busy you were..." I thought as I felt my cock harden again. I began to wonder if he had gotten dressed or if we were both completely naked while talking to each other.

We continued talking, sharing how we were doing and our plans, while I slowly stroked my cock, imagining him doing the same.

"How hot it would be if I came mid-call..." I thought, but restrained myself, afraid of being unable to contain myself and moaning into the phone, "not yet..."

Once we hung up, I began to energetically pump my cock, grunting and breathing havily, my eyes closed with the image of his cock in front of me.

"Argh..." I groaned, as the second load of the day, shot out of my cock, and I lapped it up, just like the first one.

After the discovery, my obsession began, and he became all I could think about. Since he had gone to study abroad that year (worst time ever, right?), evenings for him were early mornings for me, so I began waking up at 4 am to catch the beginning of his streams and edge myself through them just like he did. The simultaneous orgasms at the end were the best parts of my day - nothing beats blowing a load with your older brother, even if he doesn't know it.

Eventually, I started chatting with him on Chaturbate - it was so exciting interacting with him directly without him having a clue who I actually was. I told him how much I wanted his cock, and he'd reply by saying how hard he'd give it to me, making my heart flutter and my cock throb even harder. With time he learned my username and would greet me and have broader conversations. I inquired about his dick size, telling him I wanted to get a dildo in a similar size, and it looked like he enjoyed hearing that.

"You wanna stretch out that tight hole, huh?" he had asked, shaking his boner back and forth and giving a cheeky smile to the webcam.Hard he was 9 inches long and 6 inches in girth. After finding out, I immediately looked for a toy of a similar size and ordered it right away - I wanted to know how it would feel inside of me, even if it, of course, wouldn't be completely like the real thing.

Once it arrived, I struggled with getting it in as the girth was too much for my tight virgin hole that I only had put my fingers in a few times before. I began stretching it with my fingers during the streams and in the evenings before bed, and soon enough, I was watching him pump his cock, while I was stuffing the dildo in my hole at the same rhythm."Fuck me..." I quietly moaned, not to make too much sound, "Give it to me, Miles..."

I also began calling him more often than before, both during his streams and other times, to avoid raising suspicion. I told him I missed him and was becoming increasingly lonely due to the lockdown. He didn't seem to mind and expressed the same feeling towards me, which made me feel warm inside, even if he was saying that to be polite. Initially, he didn't pick up the calls I made during the live streams and called me back after them, but things changed one day. I called him after a few days of us not communicating during the stream. I watched as he noticed the call and hesitated a bit before picking up the phone. He covered his crotch with his hand and answered the call.

"Hey! What's up?" I inquired, observing him on the screen.

"Uh... hey! Nothing much..." I heard him say, "Just getting ready for bed. What about you?"

I could feel he was pretty stiff and uncomfortable, but I kept going.

"Oh, cool! I actually just woke up and had a dream about you..." I chuckled as I stroked my cock - all of it happening at once was a massive turn-on. "We were on a camping trip, just like the ones we used to take back in the day, remember?"

"Uh, yeah... they were fun..." I could tell he was getting increasingly nervous. "Umm... you know, I'm a bit busy right now... Mind if I call you back a bit later?"

"Oh, sure, no problem!" I answered.The first time wasn't as big of a success, but it was progress at last, and I certainly didn't stop, once in a while, calling him during the streams. He began to pick up more often and eventually didn't cover himself up anymore.

The first time I called him after getting the dildo, I felt mad - it was too much to handle! I had to keep biting on a pillow between words to keep myself from moaning out loud and confessing how much I wanted him, and my cock was twitching and precumming like crazy. With enough practice, though, I mastered the act of riding the dildo while watching my brother jerk on stream and talking on the phone with him simultaneously. I imagined it all happening at once - oh, what a marvellous feeling that would be!

We began to speak almost daily, half the time during his streams and sometimes it was him, who called me during them, it was rare, but it did happen, leading me to wonder if he was getting off on stroking his cock while talking to me as well.

As the months went on, my obsession with my brother only grew. My most prized possession became the dildo, as I used it multiple times a day to feel his girth and length inside me. I began to dream about him almost every night. They were aggressive sex dreams - him walking into my room and pounding me long, hard in my hole, making me scream from pleasure and pain. I'd usually wake up with a raging hard boner and have my first load before the stream began. I became very generous with the tokens and even asked my parents to send me more money, giving the reason for growing food prices, when in reality, I just wanted my brother to show off his cock, smack his ass and flash his hole. My whole life revolved around him.

Before I knew it, summer was here, which meant my brother would be coming home. Anticipating his arrival, I stopped using the dildo and began to do exercises to tighten un my asshole - I wanted to be extra tight for him cause I knew deep down that I would get him to fuck me over the summer. I also worried about acting casually around him. How could I do that when I'd been watching him stroke his cock for months, and he was all I could think about day and night? Loads of thoughts ran through my head as his arrival date drew nearer. Will he stop streaming? Will I ever see his naked body again? Could I actually fulfil my fantasies with him?

And then came the day when I finally met him again in person...