Loving My Brother

My younger brother and I were molested by a neighboring teenaged boy, exposing us to sex and sexuality at a very early age. It started with me when I was five years old. My little brother was two years old and I did everything my molester told me to do in order to protect my him from this abuse., but just one year later, he fell victim to the troubled teen. The abuse continued intermittently for three years, until my Mom caught him in the act. We were relieved our torment was over but these acts would have a huge impact throughout both our lives. Although we both knew what we were made to do to our abuser was very wrong, we understood it felt good. Growing up through our pre teen years, we shared a room and bed. We did everything together, even  bathing, and thought nothing of it because this was just the way Mom and Dad did things in our small family. 

It was like always having a best friend there even though we were brothers. I’m not sure when or how it started, but we started performing the acts on each other our abuser performed on us. We knew it was wrong, but didn’t understand why, because it felt good, so we kept it a secret. We hid our sordid behavior from our parents, but when we had sleep overs with our other male cousins, we shared this new, exciting, stimulating thing with them and we all enjoyed it for years. As we became teenagers, we now understood why our secretive acts with each other were wrong. I also understood that being gay was wrong, according to how I was raised. I wasn’t sure if I was actually gay or if this was a phase a lot of young boys go through because I was attracted to girls and had my first girlfriend at age fourteen. 

For the first time in my young life, I felt normal. I loved making out with her and sucking on her tits. I was a horny fourteen year old red blooded American teenager and was horny all the time, but when she wanted me to fuck her, I just couldn’t do it. Needless to say, we soon broke up and my hope’s of being normal went up in flames.I was still horny all the time and I found myself noticing other guys and thinking they were really cute, but I never acted on the new discovery. I also found out by accident as I rubbed my nuts during jack off sessions that if i rubbed a finger around my asshole, it felt really great. I took things a bit further and began fingering my hole while I beat off, which resulted in shooting very large loads into socks and washcloths or down the drain while I showered, but I never liked my own cum on me and I tried to be very neat and clean with my frequent masturbation sessions. One night I had a sleep over with one of my cousins that I messed around with growing up. 

We hadn’t played with each other for a while, or at least not since puberty. After we went to bed we started whispering about sex and jacking off, trying to be quiet and not have his parents come into the room to scold us. We pulled our underwear down and began to beat off in front of each other. I was shocked at how big his dick had become. As we beat our newly grown up meat, we couldn’t help but watch and stare at each other. I felt my cousins leg slide over and touch mine. My heart raced and my breathing quickened. I wasn’t sure what was happening, but it was more than I’d ever felt before. He reached over and took my dick in his hand, and I returned the favor. I was about to shoot my load but he told me not to, and leaned over and took my dick into his mouth. His thick wet lips sucked a load out of me that caused him to choke as he swallowed it. Of course, I eagerly returned the favor. Two years later, when I was sixteen and he was fifteen, we took each other’s virginity. We fucked and sucked regularly until I was nineteen.

During our teenaged years my Brother and I faught like cats and dogs. It seemed like we hated each other, and his favorite term of endearment was faggot. I think he enjoyed calling me a cock sucker and faggot more that he enjoyed beating off. I knew he did it all the time because we still shared a room and I would hear him almost every night, which triggered me to do the same in my bed while fantasizing about him. I was five foot nine and stocky with a big chest, very muscular legs and a tight bubble butt.  He was an inch taller than me and slim with broad shoulders, narrow waist, rock hard abs, nice legs and chest and very defined arms. I had accidentally caught him beating off a few times, and he was blessed with a very nice dick which also fueled my fantasies. I though he was the perfectly built guy and lusted after him badly! 

We went on a family camping trip just before I left for college. I was nineteen and he was sixteen at the time and we were not happy at all that we had to share a tent. Well, he wasn’t happy, I was terrified I’d not be able to resist the temptation of him lying beside me in that small tent and he'd know for sure I was gay. After a day or two, we were actually enjoying each other’s company and getting along which thrilled Mom and Dad. One night as we climbed into out tent, we stripped down to just our underwear because it was very warm and muggy outside. I kept as much space in between us as I could, being confined inside a small two man tent. I didn’t want any parts of me touching him or vice versa because I wanted him so fucking badly. 

We talked and laughed but it wasn’t long before out conversation turned towards girls and sex. I’d never had sex with a girl, but I knew enough to hold my own with him and make him horny because he kept grabbing his dick and trying to hide the erection he was sporting. I was also doing the same thing on my side of the tent. I told him I was tired and was gonna crash, rolled onto my side facing the tent wall, and bid him a goodnight. I had not fallen asleep yet due to the excitement I felt wanting to have hot, nasty sex with my brother, when I heard the familiar rustling of his sleeping bag that could only be the sound of him jacking off. The excitement was electric. My heart beat hard and fast up into my throat but I kept my breathing quiet and shallow as not to let him know I was awake. The sexual tension in the air was about to ignite when I felt my Brother’s foot slide over and rest against my feet. 

My dick was rock hard and peaking out of the top of my tightie whiteys leaking pre cum like sap from a tree. I still didn’t dare move or make a sound and slowly his leg slid over and rested against the back of my leg. I rolled over onto my back, still pretending to be asleep when I felt his finger tough my hand. I though to myself that it was my chance so I squeezed my eyes tightly shut, took a deep breath, and quickly rubbed my finger against his. He paused for a second, then two and three until I was regretting my decision, when suddenly he rolled completely over to my side of the tent, wrapped an arm around my chest, and started slowly pressing his cock to my hip revealing he was now naked in our sleeping bag. I reached over and took his dick in my hand and gave it a squeeze letting him know with certainty that I was not asleep. I could feel his pulse beating in my palm, when he whispered for me to roll over so he could cuddle me up. While we were cuddled, he began to nibble and suck on the back of my neck which was driving me wild. With his muscular arms holding me tight, and his legs and body pressing against mine as the crickets chirped just outside the screen window of our tent, I was about to explode, when I suddenly felt my underwear slide down over my bubble butt.

 I grit my teeth and whispered “Fuck me!”

Those words were barely off my lips when he spit on his hand and rubbed his dick, then spit again and rubbed my hole. The pain I felt as his ample head slipped passed my tight pink hole took my breath forcing out a low guttural groan. I pulled my pillow up to my face to muffle my painful moaning while he pushed inside of me with more and more force until he was balls deep. I thought he would pause a bit to let me adjust to his cock up my ass, but he didn’t. He grabbed my shoulders and fucked me like a jackhammer while he quietly grumbled for me to take it bitch, and take all of my dick you faggot. He forcefully pumped a huge load of hot jizz up my ass  then pulled out, rolled over and didn’t say a word. I was in pain and kind of pissed off at how rough he was and the nasty comments he made, but I was still horny as his cum dripped from my hole. I rolled on top of him and quickly pinned him to the ground amidst his protests and fighting to get loose.

 “Get off of me faggot!” he grunted. “ what the fuck are you doing?”

“I’m gonna fuck you like you did me, bitch!” I whispered into his ear as I ran two of my fingers through my ass crack, scooping up his jizz.

I slicked up my nine incher with his jizz then scooped up some more and fingered it into his hole. Without pause, I pushed all the way inside of my brother’s tight little back door in one slow, steady thrust. He screamed into his pillow trying to full away, but me being the bigger guy, didn’t allow it. I fucked him hard and fast, trying to make it hurt as he begged me to stop. His struggling to escape and pleading made me fuck his hole harder and deeper until I slammed down into his bubble butt and filled it with my nut gravy. 

When I finished, I felt guilty and apologized to him and asked if he was ok. He assured me he thought he was and told me it wasn’t as bad as he thought it would be. He went on to tell me it had started to feel pretty good right at the end. He apologized to me for fucking me so hard then asked if I could go again. I looked at him with surprise and confusion and told him I thought I could and asked why. He said he thought he might like to try it again but easy. I eagerly popped another boner letting him know I was ready for more. He rolled onto his back and raised his legs revealing his cum drenched hole. I got down and licked his hole tasting my brothers ass juices mixed with my cum, and It tasted fantastic! 

“Come on man. Put it in.” he whimpered

 I rubbed my dick up and back through his ass crack, lubing up my cock with my jizz and spit. I started to push my head in slowly, allowing him time to adjust until he would give me the ok to continue. Once I was balls deep, he seemed to actually be enjoying it as he wrapped his legs around my waist and rocked his hips to match my thrusts. It wasn’t long before he was grabbing my hips and growling for me to fuck him harder. It was fucking hot looking down at his face glazed over in ecstasy biting his lower lip while my sweat dripped onto his face causing it to trickle down onto his pillow. I was fucking his hole and jacking his dick in unison when I felt his ass tighten around my cock and his dick shot stream after stream of cum onto his chest and stomach.

 He never called me a faggot after that amazing night. In fact, we became lovers and good friends. We were housemates for years until he met someone, got married and had 2 kids. It was about 8 years later and I had given up on us rekindling our affair. I never pushed it because I knew how much was at stake for him if his wife were to find out, then one day at a cookout, he asked if he could talk to me in private so we went upstairs. He immediately pulled down my shorts and underwear, bent me over the bed and fucked me like a pig! Our hot impromptu sex session was interrupted by his kids calling out to him. I though it was over but he just yelled to them to go back outside and he would be down in a minute all while he fucked my ass harder and harder. After he filled me up with his cum, he held me close and told me how much he loved me, missed sex with me, and he was getting a divorce. After a long hard divorce, we moved in with each other again and started giving it to each other long and hard. We live as a married couple behind closed doors, and he pretends to be straight to family and friends. I’m sure theres talk, but I don’t care. I love my little Brother and have never been happier.