How can you be such a sweet brother?
That very night, I still had to get a last surprise. I was quietly jacking off in bed when suddenly my bedroom door opened and there was Joe, who by the way had entered buck naked, just as I was in bed. Of course I was not shy now after all the sex we’d had this afternoon.
Joe’s dick got harder and harder as he approached me, always with his lecherous smiles, rubbing his tongue on his lips. He didn’t tell me any stupid things, no excuse, for having just entered my room like that: totally nude, totally hard. He just said.
-Hi again, Dermott. -And with no more words he simply started jacking me off again. I told him to lie on my bed so we could masturbate each other and he complied and sat on my bed but didn’t fulfil the second part of my proposal, because before I’d had the chance to grab his dick, Joe had quickly taken my dick deep in his mouth and he was sucking it!
It's true that this was the same I had done to him this very afternoon but never had any suspicion that he wanted to return the favour.
-You sure about this, Joe?
-Quite sure, Dermott. I was in bed quietly wanking over you and hope this does not surprise you now after all you did this afternoon. And as I was jacking off, I thought: what would it be like to sleep next to Dermott tonight? Something we could do later if you want. That way neither of us would feel lonesome.
-I’d love it, Joe.
-And not only was I thinking of sharing the sheets with you, but also thinking that I wanted to at least know the taste of my brother’s virility, for you’ve told me I’ve been slowly seducing you, but that’s the same you’ve been doing to me, or else how should I call the fact that my brother has affectionately sucked my cock this afternoon and even has surrendered his ass today?
In all this speech, Joe’s tongue was dancing frantically on every inch of my shaft, on my glans, dancing down to my balls, dancing slowly up again in a way I felt it was the first time I had a tongue on my cock.
-Oh Joe, how can you be such a sweet brother?
-If I’m sweet, it’s because you’ve formerly been this sweet with me and years ago, hearing you, I felt curiosity about dicks, about boys, and who can be better to experience gay sensations than your own brother, a brother who’s also willing to do this to me?
My sweet brother’s words were burning me just as his words were burning me, and thus, on fire and with his brush, his tongue, my nuts were boiling and soon I would pour its liquid, even if I tried to prolong this pleasure, for I was still unsure that Joe wanted to do this more often and I would be after now a shipwreck survivor if I couldn’t have his tongue, his sweetness, his brotherly lust more often.
So with the discovery of Joe’s tongue and my eyes relishing in the contemplation of his perfect naked body, I had no chance but cum for the first time in my brother’s mouth.
-This will not be the only blowjob I’ll give you, Dermott -that’s what I wanted to hear.
-Thanks for this unexpected fun, Joe, the best sexual moment of my whole life. What about sleeping naked together now?
He nodded but first we took almost a quarter of an hour kissing and touching, rubbing our skins and our sweat. Maybe this would not be the only night we slept together, I clumsily thought with the last moments of consciousness before surrendering to sleep.
The next day was very similar till I asked Joe for a new massage, insisting that he could do again anything he wanted, i.e. stating clearly that I wanted to be fucked one more time. So first we stripped.
But now before I’d had the time to lie on the stretcher, still on foot and being my cock at its highest then, Joe was faster and almost gave me a start when he easily managed to push my cock into his ass.
-Oh Joe, you’ve really startled me now, you sure? I can be the only brother who’s fucked.
-I don’t know how to tell you -he began telling me as my dick inevitably got deeper inside his perfect ass- that I’m mad with arousal with my sexy brother Dermott. I think when I look at you that all you want now is having sex with me and if we could always have sex together, you’d need no more girls, isn’t it?
-It’s just that, Joe, but what does it have to do with my fucking you now?
-It’s as simple as that I wanna try with you, just as I’m sure you wanna try with me for I’ll never need any girls either if I could have you as my lover, so let’s first try everything. Ok, Dermott, it’s hurting me a bit but just as it happened to you, I’m sure now that in a short while, it will be perfect for my body needs Dermott O’Rourke’s body, your ass, your chest, your mouth, your dick…
-How I love you, my sweet Joe, I only hope that in a few minutes, it stops hurting you. I only want the best for you, sweetheart.
-And certainly, you know what’s best for me, Dermott. It’s starting to be fun and it doesn’t hurt now as much. Go on, brother. You won’t be bottom with me cause I also love it. Now! -and I knew well the moment it stopped hurting him when Joe started yelling. And my God! His moans were so loud that not only they convinced me of his fun, but also gave me a new fear, the fear that now he wanted to be bottom with me.
-Don’t worry, Dermott -he told me as if he was reading my mind-, this is extreme fun for me but I’ll always love fucking you too so we can become two versatile brothers.
-We will -I cried when I certainly reached the peak of my arousal, cumming for the first time where I never thought one day I could be permitted to cum.
Now he certainly gave me a new massage but after five minutes of devouring each other’s mouths first, like a newly born couple, for actually we had become engaged.
The massage was still hotter than yesterday. Joe took longer than two hours, massaging every part of my body and again I sucked his cock but later it was him that sucked mine. But of course he couldn’t finish his massage without fucking my ass one more time, as I wished.
So after that day neither him nor me need any other people for sex. We’re perfect for each other for brotherly sex may be weird, but once two brothers meet sexually there can nobody that treats you just as good as a brother can, for he loves you more and yes, our brotherly carnal knowledge soon turned into love. I still love the way Joe O’Rourke looks at me, but now it’s not weirdly.
