Horny Tennis Brothers

My name is Danny, I just turned 18, and I am a senior in high school.  I have strawberry blond hair, blue eyes, and what my family calls a “peaches and cream” complexion.  Years of swimming, weightlifting,  and playing tennis have given me a well-toned physique with strong arms and legs, broad shoulders, and a solid chest with a slender mid-section.  I have always had a fascination with the sport of tennis.  Ever since I was a little boy and saw my first tennis match on TV with Andy Roddick and Novak Djokovic playing, I just couldn’t keep my eyes off of those two handsome hunks on the court.  I found the experience very erotic in every way, from the sexy athleticism of the two guys, to the fact of how incredibly hot they both looked in those white shorts and shirts.  I began masturbating then watching mens’ tennis matches and browsing through the pages of slick tennis magazines.  I found those magazines even hotter than porno magazines.  I begged my Dad for tennis lessons and have now been playing for more than a decade.  I am currently the star player of my high school tennis team – something that I am very proud of.  Strutting onto a tennis court in my designer tennis gear gives me an incredible rush – I feel strong and confident and almost like a rock star!  Its hard to describe the feeling.  Tennis is more than a sport to me – it’s a very sexual experience.  All of the buddies that I play with are also very handsome and look great on the court.  Playing a match usually gets me horny as hell.  Watching my handsome opponent spread his legs in anticipation of my serve, and seeing him make sensual leg movements as he runs to hit the ball make me pant with lust and sometimes breaks my concentration a bit.  I always need to jack off or get my cock sucked after a tennis match to calm myself down – and there’s never a shortage of horny athletes in the locker room to help me out in that department!  Tennis has given me a lot of confidence in myself and in my sexuality.  I know that I look good on the court, and I know how much my play turns on other guys.  I’ve noticed all the cute guys on the stands watching me intently and snapping pictures of me with their cell phones while I play.  I know that I am being ogled and thoroughly checked out by them, and to be honest, I love every minute of it.  For me, no other sport even comes close to the sex-appeal and erotic intensity of tennis.

My favorite tennis partner by far is my handsome brother Justin who is a terrific player.  He is two years older than me and a sophomore in college.  Justin is two inches taller than me, with wavy brown hair, and beautiful hazel eyes that seem to sparkle in the sunlight.  He is also very athletic and has a killer body from years of working out with weights and playing soccer and tennis. Justin has rock-hard pecs and washboard abs and a virile, hairy chest that makes my mouth water.   When he’s shirtless I often reach out and play with the hair on his chest, and he’s never had a problem with me doing that.  We’ve always been very close and he is the sweetest big brother in the world.  As kids we hardly ever fought and I always had the feeling that he had my back, no matter what the situation was.  Justin always looked out for me and was very protective.  As we grew older I worshipped my brother, and I felt lucky and blessed to have so much love and support from both my Dad and my brother.  As Justin and I grew up and began to develop, I realized that my feelings for him went beyond just brotherly love.  I thought my brother was HOT – and I was very attracted to him physically.  I would get horny watching him play soccer – he looked delicious in those tight nylon shorts.  I have a framed picture of him in my bedroom in which he’s wearing his sexy soccer uniform and holding a trophy and looking amazing with his ear to ear smile that makes me melt.  I’ve often jerked off looking at that picture.  My desire for him kept growing but I didn’t quite know how to broach the subject with him.  I was afraid that he might start laughing and cause me a lot of embarrassment.

In the last couple of years I have gotten subtle hints from him that perhaps he feels the same way about me.  Justin is very affectionate, and I love it when he tousles my hair, or playfully pinches my cheek or does other similar gestures.  We always hug and peck each other on the lips when saying hello or goodbye – which I love.  It makes me fall in love with him even more.  If only I knew for sure how he felt about me!

One night we were both home alone and he was watching a tennis match on TV.  It was a pretty warm night so we both were hanging out in just our skimpy bikini briefs.  Justin was sitting on the floor in front of the TV and he looked so fucking hot in that black string bikini he had on that I was having trouble trying to conceal my hard-on in my own red tanga briefs.  That’s another thing we had in common: we both loved sexy, skimpy underwear and we often went together to department stores hunting for new colors and styles for our underwear drawers.  We would compare notes on the boxes we picked and comment on how good the models in the pictures looked before deciding which ones we wanted for ourselves.  I always found these shopping trips extremely erotic and fun.  When we got home from shopping, we would usually strip down and model our new briefsand we would compliment each other on how good we looked.  This would make us both horny and we would inevitably end up lying side by side on the bed masturbating ourselves and each other to strong orgasms.  This was fun and hot, but hardly unusual behavior among brothers, and we just enjoyed it but never thought much of it.  Now, however, I was starting to want more.  Justin had a beautiful 8-inch cock that looked so luscious.  I desperately wanted to suck it.  My cock is about 7 inches long, but a little thicker than his.  After our mutual jack off sessions we usually just went about our business and never really talked about it.

Anyway, that night I walked into the TV room and just gazed at the exquisite beauty of my big brother and we chatted briefly about the tennis match he was watching.  “Danny, why don’t you watch with me for a while and keep me company?” he asked.  Then he spread his legs and motioned for me to come sit between them.  I got so excited.  I carefully stepped between his toned legs and sat down in front of him, cuddling up to his chest as I did so.  The hair on his chest felt soft and yet prickly against my bare back.  I pushed back my butt to press against him and to feel his warm crotch against my butt.  This was all so sensual and yet so beautiful.  Once I was comfortable, Justin wrapped his arms around my slender belly and rested his chin on my shoulder.  As we watched the tennis match I slowly rubbed his legs with my hands.  This was all so wonderful – sharing this warm intimacy with my own brother as we watched two gorgeous European guys play tennis on the TV.  As we made comments on the match and on the players’ outfits, Justin lightly rubbed my chest and stomach with the tips of his fingers, and I was in heaven.  Then I noticed that Justin was very gently nibbling on my shoulder.  I sighed and leaned back into him.  Then, to my surprise, he started nibbling on my ear.  His soft lips felt so wonderful.  The combination of my brother’s tenderness and watching that hot tennis match soon had me extremely aroused.  My cock got rock-hard again and the mushroom head now was peeking over the waistband of my tanga, unable to stay contained in that skimpy pouch.  I was loving every minute of this affection that my brother was showing me with both of us cuddling so close together.  I could feel his erection straining through his bikini as well as it rubbed against my backside.  Then Justin did the most unbelievable thing: he started licking my ear with his warm tongue.  I shuddered as he didthis and pre-cum now oozed copiously from my dick, creating a very visible sticky stain on the waistband of my tanga – and there was no way that he couldn’t have noticed that.   I had never felt such love and desire for my brother as I did at that moment.  He continued caressing me and sticking his tongue in my ear and I thought I was going to lose it.  Then, suddenly, the tennis match on the TV was over, and everything stopped.  We watched the two gorgeous guys on the screen shake hands, and then Justin gave me a little peck on the cheek, and told me that he was going to bed.  Shit!  Confused and a bit upset, I got up from the floor, and forced a smile as I watched him go into his room – his perfect bubble butt wiggling sexily under the narrow v-seat of those string bikini briefs he was wearing.  My cock throbbed and pulsated watching him.  Just before he closed his door, he asked me if I wanted to play tennis with him the next morning, and I replied that I would love to.

Now, lying on my bed, I was still very confused and even a bit hurt.  What was that all about?  He was obviously turning me on – so whydid he stop and leave me with a really bad case of blue balls?  Was he teasing me?  Whatever it was, he had left me panting and clawing at the walls with horniness, so I slid off my tanga and grabbed my aching cock, and proceeded to jerk off like a maniac.  My orgasm was very intense and I cried out loudly as I shot my huge load all over my heaving chest and belly.  As I was coming down from my climax, I was pretty sure that I heard muffled moans and then a loud gasp coming from the other side of the wall, where Justin’s bedroom was.  He was also jacking off!  So he had been as turned on as I was!  So why didn’t we go all the way then?  A minute later I heard Justin go into the bathroom, no doubt for his post-orgasm pee and clean-up.  I followed suit soon after and then went to sleep, still thinking about my hot brother, and looking forward to playing tennis with him the next day.

The next morning I woke up full of anticipation as I quickly showered and groomed and began to get ready for tennis.  I carefully picked out my outfit since I wanted to look good for Justin.  I licked my lips as I pulled on a tight g-string with black and red stripes on the pouch, and felt warm all over asI watched the stretchy fabric cocoon my cock and balls.  It was one of my favorite briefs and I often wore it when I went out on a date with a hot guy.  Once I was satisfied with the fit and position of the pouch, I stepped into sharp-looking black designer tennis shorts, followed by a pale blue matching polo shirt, and finally white gym socks and new white sneakers.  I knew I looked good and I felt great as I combed my hair.  While I was doing all this I heard Justin also hit the shower and then go into his room to get ready.  Our Dad had many errands to run so he had left early and me and my brother had the house to ourselves again.  As I stood in front of my mirror admiring myself in my tennis clothes, I heard Justin coming to my bedroom door.  I turned around and saw him, freshly scrubbed and looking more handsome than a movie star, standing there gazing at me, with that lovely smile on his face.  I sucked in my breath as I checked out my brother who looked stunning in his tennis whites.  His strong arms and torso were exploding out of his tight shirt, and his long tanned legs disappeared into crisp white shorts.  I just couldn’t believe that this drop-dead gorgeous stud was my own brother.  “You look hot, baby brother” he said to me as he looked at me from the doorway, his hands in his pockets.  Justin walked up behind me and put his hands on my waist and said “you look so good in these, Danny,” as he slid his hands up and down my thighs, bunching up my shorts first, and then carefully smoothing them down again.  He leaned his nose closer to my neck and took a deep breath, no doubt enjoying the scent of the cologne I had splashed on.  I blushed and smiled sheepishly at him.  “You look amazing yourself” I said, reaching out behind me and running the back of my hand against the legs of his shorts.  My cock was hard now and, looking down at his crotch, I noticed a very prominent bulge as well.  I grabbed my racquet and asked him if he was ready to go out to the tennis court in our backyard.  Justin didn’t move and just stared at me with a lustful look in his beautiful eyes.  I looked into his eyes as well and I knew that this was it – my wet dreams were about to come true.  Justin walked towards me and took the racquet out of my hand and tossed it onto the bed.  “I have a better idea” he said as he wrapped his arms around me and pulled me into a tight bear hug.  I closed my eyes and held him tightly, enjoying the warmth of his body pressed against mine.  We rubbed each other’s backs as we hugged in silence.  “I love you little brother”  Justin whispered into my ear as he rubbed the back of my head.  “I love you too” I said softly, pressing my crotch into his.  We rubbed our crotches together for a few moments, both of us panting as we did so.  Justin then cupped my face with both of his hands and looked very seriously at me.  “I wanted to do this last night but I got a little nervous” he confessed.  Then he added, “But I can’t hold back any longer.”“For what?” I asked coyly, even though I knew the answer.  Justin lowered his gaze a bit and then ran his finger across my lips.  “Instinctively I closed my eyes and sucked his finger into my mouth.  We both breathed heavily and stayed quiet for a moment.  For this” he finally said, and he pressed his mouth against mine, and we began to French kiss very passionately.  I stiffened at first, but quickly relaxed.  I finally had the answer!  Justin did indeed like me in the same way that I liked him.

The taste of my brother’s tongue in my mouth was electric.  My head was spinning and my knees felt weak as we continued kissing.  I couldn’t believe that this was actually happening.  I had dreamed and fantasized and jerked off imagining this moment, and now it was real.  Our kissing became hungrier and more desperate.  The room was absolutely quiet except for our soft gasps and the wet, slurping sounds from our mouths.  As we kissed I reached down and playfully began to tug at the cuffs of my brother’s shorts.  I felt the soft material with my fingers and traced the cuffs and pockets and zipper.  Justin then began to do the same to me, gently rubbing my thighs and crotch through my shorts.  His hand went up the leg of my shorts and he began to rub my balls with his thumb and forefinger.  I gasped and shuddered, then kissed him even harder.  Now I slid my hand into his shorts and started rubbing his cock, which was tightly packed into one of his bikinis.  I thought I might bust a nut just from doing what we were doing at that moment.  We stopped kissing for a second to catch our breath as we continued fondling each other through our shorts.  I stuck my pink, wet tongue completely out of my mouth and offered it to Justin.  “Oh Danny” he whispered as he leaned forward and pursed those soft lips of his over my tongue and began suckin on it very gently, just sliding his wet lips back and forth over the entire length of my tongue.  We looked deep into each other’s eyes as he did this, both of us insane with lust by now.

Soon Justin sucked my tongue into his mouth completely as we began another round of furious wet kissing.  Justin now undid my shorts and they slid down my legs as I stepped out of them.  My brother stopped kissing me to look at my briefs.  “Oh baby” he muttered as he rubbed my bulging pouch.  “You are so sexy” he said in a hoarse whisper, never taking his eyes off of my bulging g-string.  Feeling emboldened by his reaction, I spread my legs into a masculine stance and slowly peeled off my shirt.  Then I closed my eyes, raised my arms and crossed them over my head, and began to lick my own biceps sensuously as he continued to drool over my tiny briefs.  I had never felt so sexy or manly in my life.  I was no longer a boy – my brother was making a man out of me.  He got down on one knee and started licking and sucking my bulge in a state of pure erotic abandon.  The sight of my brother down there licking me with his white shorts riding up slightly on his thighs was so damn erotic – he looked like a tennis sex angel to me.  Justin stood up again and began to lick my chest while he rubbed my thighs and legs.  He then flickered his warm, wet tongue over my very sensitive nipples, causing me to shudder and gasp in pleasure.  Standing there with my brother worshipping me in my g-string, while he was still dressed in his tennis clothes was so incredibly hot.  What was taking place between us was beyond erotic – this was in a category all by itself.  I felt a rush of love for my brother like I’d never felt before.  I caressed him as he licked and sucked on my nipples and drove me crazy.  I ran my fingers through his soft brown hair.  “I love you so much” I told him in a weak voice.

We both kicked off our tennis shoes and I removed Justin’s shirt and threw it on the floor.  Fuck, there was that incredible hairy chest again, causing me to close my mouth to avoid drooling like a baby.  I began to kiss him again as I undid his shorts.  My mouth went dry and I sucked in my breath as I opened the flaps and lowered them a bit to see his underwear.  “Oh God” I said as I looked at his crotch.  He was wearing a sizzling black thong made of some shiny material.  It was so soft and smooth to the touch, and he looked fucking incredible in it.  When had he gotten this one?  I wondered while playing with it – it certainly had not been on one of our underwear shopping trips!  “Christ, these are so fucking hot” I said softly, my voice quivering, as I rubbed his bulge through that shiny pouch.  “I wanted to surprise you” said Justin in a husky whisper, just before we started kissing again.  “I thought you’d like these” he added as he lowered and then stepped out of his shorts.  We devoured each other’s mouths as we rubbed our bulges together.  I llowered my head and began sucking on Justin’s nipples with relish as he ran his fingers through my hair.  I panted and whimpered as I licked and sucked on his brawny, hairy chest.  I ran my hand across that furry chest as I kissed him again.  I finally couldn’t take it anymore.  I dropped to my knees an dcupped my mouth over his bulge.  Justin gasped softly and continued caressing me.  “That’s it little brother.  Worship my thong” he whispered as I drooled and panted at the sight of him in that super sexy thong.  Then I lost it.  I lunged for his crotch like a madman.  I whimpered loudly as I munched, bit, sucked, and desperately licked that pouch until it was very damp.  then I traced my lips across the narrow side straps and growled like a dog as I bit them and attempted to pull off his thong with my teeth.  Strange, guttural sounds emanated from me in this frenzy.  This was my brother, dammit!  He was my own flesh and blood, my hot big brother, and he belonged to me and to nobody else.  My body was on fire and nothing else mattered at that moment.  I was going to pleasure him like no one else in the world ever could.  I wanted that cock so badly that it hurt.  I was pressing into Justin with so much force that he lost his balance and stumbled backwards.  He steadied himself again by placing one hand on a table and the other one against the wall.  “Easy, easy, Danny, calm down!  Holy shit” said Justin nervously as I attacked his crotch, but I was out of control and there was no stopping me now!

I lowered Justin’s thong.  He stepped out of it and kicked It aside as he placed both of his hands on either side of my face.  I didn’t need any more encouragement from him.  His huge cock pointed right at my mouth and I dove for it with fury.  Justin gasped as I began to suck him for dear life.  I slobbered over his cock and balls and slurped loudly as he thrust it into my mouth repeatedly.  I just couldn’t get enough as I deep-throated him with desperate desire.  I had wanted that cock for so long.  Now I wasn’t letting go.  I knew Justin would love seeing me suck him while still wearing my g-string so I kept it on the whole time, my own hard cock tenting the pouch outwards so strongly that I thought I might tear it apart.  “Oh Danny, oh God”  Justin moaned as I sucked him off and rocked his world.  I sucked, bit, blew, licked, vacuumed, and slobbered all over him with burning intensity.  Justin’s legs began to tremble and I knew he was getting close to the edge.  I wanted to taste his cum so badly.  I intensified my sucking as he pounded my mouth with no mercy.  Suddenly Justin closed his eyes, threw his head back, and began to cry out in ecstasy as his cock and balls swelled up and I finally felt that torrent of sweet, warm cum start flooding my mouth and throat.  Fuck, it was so delicious!  My brother’s head turned from side to side and he kept crying out in sweet pleasure as he held my head tight and continued to unload his spunk into my eager mouth.  Damn, he shot quite a load!  I must have gulped it down at least 3 times.  As Justin’s orgasm began to subside, he quieted down, and slowed down his thrusting motions.  His cock popped out of my mouth and I quickly jumped to my feet and began kissing him.  He moaned softly as our tongues danced together and he tasted the remnants of his own cum in my mouth.  It was a very juicy kiss as he gently tickled my flat stomach and I tweaked his nipples.  We finally stopped kissing and panted as we caught our breath.  My brother leaned his head on my shoulder and rubbed my back.  “Wow” he said weakly.  “Fuck yeah” I said in a breathy voice.  What a wonderful moment of shared ecstasy and brotherhood.

Justin gave me another soft kiss and then said “your turn.”  A shiver of excitement went through me as my loins quivered with anticipation.  He then surprised me by picking me up in his arms and literally carrying me to the bed.  I sighed and went limp in his arms – I never knew he was so strong!  Justin gently laid me on the bed and put a pillow under my head.  Then he got on the bed between my legs where he lay flat on his stomach with his face on top of my crotch.  He closed his eyes and began to lick and slurp on the pouch of my g-string.  I ran my hands up and down my chest as the most exquisite sensations ran through my body.  I sucked on my finger and then used it to stimulate my nipples.  My brother continued licking my briefs as my eyes glazed looking at him with pure wonder and lust.  Justin carefully pulled aside my pouch and tongued my swollen balls which made me gasp and shudder.  I couldn’t take this torture anymore and began to remove my g-string.  Justin slid it off of me and finally he took my trembling cock in his hand and put it into his mouth.  My body jerked as I felt his warm wetness wrap itself around me.  His lips felt like smooth, wet silk as they slid along the length of my shaft.  I had experienced many blowjobs already from most of my tennis buddies, but this was different, this was so special.  This was my own brother demonstrating to me the purity and the full extent of his love.  This was a tender moment between us that cannot be replicated with anyone else.  He was going to great lengths to make sure that I was satisfied.  He was sucking me the way only my own brother could.  I reached down and held his head as he sucked me very hotly and very passionately.  “This is it” I thought as his soft wet mouth went up and down my shaft.  “This is why we are here on Earth.”  I began a gentle thrusting motion with my hips as I rubbed his head.  The pleasure was undescribable as I thrashed in wild abandon.  “Oh Justin, baby, oh my God, I love you” I moaned as he sucked me.  It wasn’t long before I felt myself begin to boil.  As my orgasm built up I panted louder and louder and Justin sucked harder and faster.  I finally reached the point of no return and I started crying out loud as my hips started bucking and I felt that sweet wave of pleasure wash through my entire body.  I began to shout Justin’s name as my cock jerked violently inside my brother’s mouth as I shot a torrent of hot cream down his throat.  I didn’t care who heard me, I let myself go completely, and cried out and shouted at the top of my lungs as I emptied my load of spunk into my big brother’s hot mouth.  Justin moaned and gulped several times as he swallowed my rather hefty load.  This was truly the most intense and earth-shattering orgasm of my young life – I had never felt anything quite like it.  My toes had curled and my legs had contracted so violently that they were now wrapped around my brother’s back.  I finally began to calm down as I slowly untangled myself from Justin and just laid there too weak to even speak.  We were both exhausted but deeply satisfied as we panted and caught our breath.  I looked down at Justinand just gazed at his beautiful, sleepy face resting on my thigh.

I looked at Justin with my best puppy dog eyes and asked him to fuck me.  Now I wanted that hot cock up my ass and I thought I might die if I didn’t have it right then and there.  “anything you want little brother” was Justin’s reply as we both began to get into position.  I got on all fours on my bed as Justin picked up my bottle of lube from my night stand.  My breathing increased as he began to grease my hole up with two fingers.  It felt so wonderful down there with the slippery gel and his fingers probing.  My butt ached for him.  Justin then smeared a generous amount of lube on his cock, sighing as he did so.  He put the bottle aside and then began to position himself on his knees behind me.  “Oh God” I gasped as he began to enter me.  He was doing it gently – unsure of how loose I was and not wanting to hurt me.  “go deep, baby” I told him to encourage him to go for it.  Justin grabbed my butt cheeks in his hands andpushed until he was completely inside of me, our balls slapping together.  I cried out in pleasure as the mushroom head of his cock rubbed against my prostate.  This was so delicious.  Now Justin began to pump in and out in a steady rhythm, gasping as he did so.  Our two bodies were now one.  We had reached the highest degree of intimacy that two brothers could ever share.  I was in heaven.  Sticky pre-cum oozed from the piss slit on my cock in a long, narrow strand onto the bedspread.  Justin moaned and gasped as he began to pump me harder.  “Fuck me brother, fuck me hard, make me scream” I yelled at him as our sensations began to intensify.  Justin started ramming me with no mercy, each thrust hitting my prostate head on, making me squeal like a little girl with pleasure.  My brother continued pumping me hard and the bed shook and the room was filled with both of our cries of pleasure.  It was unbelievable.  I felt Justin’s cock swell up inside my ass and I knew this was the moment.  Justin began to shout “Oh Danny, oh baby” as he thrust desperately until he threw his head back and shouted at the top of his lungs as I felt his torrent of hot cum flood my insides.  I reached down between my legs at the same time and quickly pumped my throbbing cock and cried out as I released another load onto my bed.  We were both in a frenzy as the bed bounced up and down and we cried and shouted in ecstasy.  My brother’s pumping began to slow down and we panted as we began to cool down.  I had never felt such sweet pleasure in my life before.  This was fucking incredible.  Justin’s cock popped out of my ass with a soft, squishy sound and I collapsed on my stomach on the bed, still catching my breath.  Justin slowly collapsed in aheap as well on top of me, with his head near my ass.  I gasped as he licked the overflow of his cum from my butthole with some long, slow strokes of his tongue, slurping loudly as he did so.  He then smacked his lips and laid down again, resting his cheek on my butt.  He lovingly caressed me as we lay there basking in this exquisite afterglow.

I sat up on the bed and reached out for my brother.  I hooked my arms under his armpits and pulled him up towards me.  Justin flopped himself against me.  He wrapped his arm around my belly as I cradled his head in my arm.  I leaned over and gave him a soft kiss.  “I love you baby brother” he said.  “From now on, we are going to do this every single day, okay?” he asked.  It was a rhetorical question, of course.  “Oh hell yes” I replied.  “And I love you even more” I added as I caressed his cheek with my hand.  I felt like the luckiest guy in the world.  We kissed again for a few more moments.  This time our kisses were soft and tender.  then we fell asleep in each other’s arms.

I don’t know how long we were passed out but we were both startled awake by a voice coming from my bedroom door.  “Well, well, well, what is this cozy little scene?” we heard the familiar male voice ask.  Justin and I groggily looked up to see our tall, handsome Dad standing at the door observing us in amusement and then glancing around at the array of tennis shoes, shirts, shorts, and bikinis scattered all over the floor.  We were in shock and didn’t know what to say.  Then, to our relief and delight, we saw a broad smile begin to spread across Dad’s face.  “I was wondering when the two of you were finally going to do each other” he chuckled.  My gaze then traveled down to the crotch of his stylish khaki shorts, where I saw the huge bulge clearly outlining his hard cock as Dad rubbed his stomach through his t-shirt.  I looked at Justin, who had apparently noticed Dad’s bulge as well. and winked at him as he smiled at me.  We knew then that everything was cool and that life at home was going to be a lot more fun from now on!