The youngest of four brothers, I grew up in a male dominated household. When I was 12, my father was killed in a car crash. We were all devastated, none more so than mum, as they had been together over 20 years. Time heals, and two and a half years later she started dating again. My eldest brother had gone to university and found himself a girlfriend, so we rarely saw him. Mum went through a string of hopefuls, trying to find mister right, and eventually settled on Sid, ten years her junior, Sid was a smart, handsome man, who still went to the gym regularly. I immediately took to him. He was relatively well off and was always well turned out. By now I was 16, and well developed myself, if I may say so, and I started going to the gym with Sid. In the showers afterwards, I admired his fine body, still taut and with a six pack and a decent sized cock.
In bed, I could hear him making love to mum, my imagination running wild. I would reach for my penis and masturbate furiously. I became infatuated with him, not even knowing that I was gay, and our trips to the gym became the highlights of my week. Fast forward two years and my muscle culture had developed beyond belief. I had broad shoulders and a 26" waist, and my 6.5" cock stood proudly out from a thick bush. Mum and Sid had married, a quiet affair at a registry office, followed by a meal in a hotel, where they were staying the night. My other brothers had flown the nest, and I had moved into the second biggest bedroom, and a double bed for the first time in my life.
They had been married about six months, when mum had to go and look after my poorly gran, and this is when it started. We arrived back from the gym one evening, and sat chilling, watching TV. Sid kept looking at me in a weird way. Then he said, "Why don't you come and sit with me?" Not wanting to appear rude, I did, and squeezed onto the tiny two seater sofa. The news came on the TV, not wanting to hear about wars and disease, we turned it off. Sid put his arm round my waist and my dick had an immediate reaction. I knew it was wrong, but I was smitten. He turned my head, and I kissed someone for the first time. Our mouths opened and his hand moved to my crotch. All the years of watching him in the showers, the countless times I'd dreamt of him while masturbating, and I was in is arms. I was completely naive, so could only take his lead. He lifted my T shirt off and ran a hand over my chest. "I've watched you develop into the beautiful man you are now", and we kissed again, this time his tongue entering my mouth. I felt his hardness through his jeans, it seemed enormous, and had to see it. Standing up, he stood in front of me and slowly undid his jeans, like a stripper. "Pull them down". My trembling fingers reached for the waistband and I eased them down. He had tight white, Under Armour briefs on, with his hard cock over towards his left groin. "Now my Briefs". Sid's briefs joined his jeans round his knees, and I was faced with a huge cut penis, with an angry looking purple head, and low hanging balls. "Suck it". I poked out my tongue and licked the end. It tasted slightly of wee, but I didn't care. "Swallow it". I held the base of the shaft and fed about 3" into my mouth. I'd never sucked cock before, and only ever tasted my own cum, but instinctively bobbed up and down. He held the back of my head, "Faster", so I half wanked, half sucked while stroking his sack. I felt his balls tighten, and then torrents of cum filled my mouth and dribbled down my chin. "Good lad, you're going to make a great cock sucker". It didn't sound good, but I knew he was right. "Okay, let me see you jerk", I blushed and took myself in hand. A minute later I sprayed the biggest load of semen ever. "Hmm, I'm impressed". We tidied our selves up, and put the TV back on, some chat show with a celeb publicising their latest book. We turned it off again, and I went to my bedroom and crawled into bed, happy in my first sexual experience. Five minutes later, I was joined by Sid. "We may as well keep each other company", and he kissed the back of my neck, making me shiver. The following morning, I should have gone to college, but overslept. Sid came back from the bathroom, his semi swinging in front of him, and he slid in behind me, kissing my neck again. "Time for you to lose your virginity", he whispered in my ear, and reached round and stroked me to erection. He kissed his way down my spine, parted my cheeks and tongued my hole. I couldn't begin to belief that my cute little bubble butt could take his dick. He slobbered on me and then inserted a finger. I yelped. More saliva and two fingers went in. 'Fuck, I thought, 'it's really going to happen'. More rimming, and then his mushroom was pushing against my ring. "Relax", he said, as if it was the easiest thing in the world. I bit my lip and he pushed harder. The tip was inside. I cried out, but he couldn't see my tears. Waiting a few seconds, he inched in a little further, then pulled out and spat on his cock. I went back in much easier, and he pushed it in to the hilt and I could feel his pubes on my bum. As my ass became used to him, my erection returned and he began to hump me, slowly at first, pulling all the way out and adding more saliva until it felt super good and I dribbled precum onto the sheet. Imperceptibly, he sped up and was soon banging me hard, hitting my prostate. My guts couldn't cope and I spewed my juices without touching myself. "Here it comes", he roared, and jet after jet flew into me. Fucking hell, it hurt, but felt wonderful.
We went downstairs and had breakfast in the nude, and then threw some clothes on and went shopping, and bought some lube, having lunch in a cafe. Back home, Sid was randy again, not bad for a man of his age. By teatime we were in bed again, making love. This time we had lots of foreplay and we gave one another head. He greased us up and he mounted me missionary, so we could still kiss. With my right leg on his shoulder, he fucked me with long strokes, using every inch of his considerable length. Upping the tempo, he told me to toss. Once again, I blew a huge load. He pulled out and his cum joined mine. Dinner, crap TV, and an early night. In the morning, mum phoned to say she would be back by the evening. Showering together, soaping one another's backs, there was time for a final shag. After the usual foreplay and blow jobs, he had me doggy style. It seemed to go in even further. After plowing me for twenty minutes, I tossed myself, and I took yet another load in my ass.
Sitting in the lounge, drinking coffee, he said, " I'd have you again, but I have to see to your mum this evening". I smiled and kissed him. That night in bed, I listened to them making love, wishing it was me. I had to settle for wanking. I can't wait for mum to go away again.
