Spending summer break with my brother

We hung up and I sat there thinking about my brother’s neighborhood, suddenly summer looked a lot more promising. My brother lived in a small 2 bedroom apartment downtown and I was stoked at not being stuck in boring suburbia for 3 months.

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It was 1st June, I woke up late and was staring at the ceiling, thinking about how the school year flew by and how I was going to have to spend another summer break at my parents’ house. My grades were dwindling just as I was starting to explore my sexuality more, up till now I have always been with girls, but the fact I couldn’t keep my eyes off the muscled jocks at the college gym made me think I was bisexual. I had even gotten a blow job from a guy I met at a frat party and really enjoyed it but I couldn’t return the favor because we almost got caught. We planned to meet again before leaving college to “hang out”.

Just as I got out of bed and started getting ready, my phone started ringing. I looked at the caller ID, and saw that it was my brother Henry who I haven’t spoken to in almost two years.

“Hey Henry, what’s up?”

“Yo Josh, what’s up?? We haven’t spoken in so long and that’s how you greet your big bro?? I’m just messing with ya I miss hanging out with you, it’s been way too long!”

“I know I miss you too, time has been a blur ever since I started my degree, college has been stressing me out.”

“Don’t worry, I know what it’s like. Listen, I was thinking about how we used to be inseparable when we were young and how much fun we used to have together, and I remembered your summer break is starting soon. What do you think about spending it at my place?”

“That sounds nice, but I already promised Mom and you know how she is…”

“Don’t worry about Mom, I already spoke to her. She was bummed out at first but she liked the idea of us spending time together”

“Well it looks like you had it all planned out then. Ok it’s settled, I’ll see you next week!”

“Awesome, I’ll text you the address”.

We hung up and I sat there thinking about my brother’s neighborhood, suddenly summer looked a lot more promising. My brother lived in a small 2 bedroom apartment downtown and I was stoked at not being stuck in boring suburbia for 3 months.

The week passed and the guy that I was supposed to meet up with flaked on me, guess he was more open to the idea drunk than sober. I packed everything and took a 30 minute cab ride to my brother’s place. I rang the bell and waited for the door to open for around 2 minutes, when I was gonna ring the bell again the door swung open. My brother was standing there wearing a white wife beater which was hugging his body and made his pecs look huge, and short gym shorts which showed off his thick muscled thighs. His skin was glistening with sweat and I was taken aback by how good he looked.

“Josh! Hey! Sorry I kept you waiting but I was doing some cardio on the treadmill, I’d give you a hug but I’m covered in sweat”.

“Don’t worry about it bro, damn you’ve been seriously working out. You’ve doubled in size since the last time I saw you!”

“Thank you so much man! You also look like you’ve been hitting the gym you’re really filling out that shirt.”

“Thanks man I’ve been training for the past year or so.”

“Come in, come in!”

I went in and he showed me to the room I was going to be staying in, whilst we started catching up I put my duffle bag on the bed and started to unpack.

“Listen that closet is empty so feel free to put your stuff in there, I’m gonna go take a quick shower and I’ll be right back”.

20 minutes later, I had everything unpacked and put away in the closet, and looked around the room. The room was almost as big as my bedroom at my parents’ house just without any decor whatsoever, it definitely looked like it didn’t get much use. I walked out of the spare bedroom and into the living room, and just as I closed the door and turned around, Henry walked out of the bathroom with nothing but a towel around his waist. His deep v line was showing and I could see the start of a treasure trail. His brown chin length hair was still wet and small drops of water were rolling down his pecs and ripped abs, he looked he just stepped out of Men’s Health magazine.

“Hey man, not sweaty anymore. How about that hug?”

And he walked over and I had to try really hard not to stare at his bulge swaying under the towel. I put my arms around his wide back and I felt his dick press against mine. I started getting wild thoughts but I couldn’t believe I was so attracted to my own brother.

“You kept growing bro, we’re the same height now. Listen why don’t you go get showered since it’s getting late, and I’ll cook us something up”

And that’s what I did, I went and got into the shower and, between the guy flaking on me and seeing how hot Henry was, I was now very horny. I lathered myself with soap and was going to rinse off but my dick was too hard to ignore. I leaned against the cold tiled wall and jerked off, imagining my brother slowly taking off his towel and feeding me his cock. I had never wanted to suck a cock so much as this moment. I imagined him turning around and lowering himself on my face, and  me licking his balls and then going to town on his round ass. I came and shot so much all over the shower door, that’s the hardest I came in a long time but I also never felt so much shame, I had to stop thinking about my brother this way.

I cleaned the shower door and finished showering, we ate the spaghetti that my brother cooked up, it was delicious… I hadn’t tasted something home cooked in so long. We spent the evening watching tv and drinking beer on the sofa, and laying there with my brother made me reminisce about how close we used to be. That is until I looked over at my brother’s growing crotch and saw his dick print on his grey PJ pants, he must have been half hard and I could see the outline of his dickhead. He leaned further down on the sofa and shifted his dick in his pants, then he yawned and stretched his arms and his shirt lifted, and once again I caught a peek of his abs and treasure trail.

“I think I’m gonna turn in man, I’m getting really tired. Feel free to keep watching bro, goodnight love you.”

He hugged me and went into his bedroom and closed the door. I kept watching the tv but I was getting hard thinking about his growing dick. I fondled my dick with my hand in my pants and was thinking of going to my room, when I saw a faint light coming from underneath his bedroom door. I turned off the tv and walked quietly towards his room and looked through the key hole…

I couldn’t believe what I was seeing… my brother was sitting on his bed with his thick slight hairy thighs spread apart, and his pale ass slightly showing. He had one hand behind his head on the headboard flexing his bicep exposing his armpit hair, and he was jerking his dick with the other. It was shiny,  covered in lube and looked huge, around 7 to 8 inches, and his balls looked round and heavy. His big chest kept rising and falling, he was breathing quickly and I knew he was close. I took my dick out and started jerking off, and tried to match his rhythm. The fact that I was looking at my own brother jerking off made me so excited, I quickly got heated and was aching to shoot but wanted to wait till he came.

He was looking at his bedroom tv, probably had porn playing with no sound and was licking his lips and sweat was starting to trickle down his forehead. Suddenly he moaned and cum started shooting out and hit his left pec and his abs. He looked relieved and lay there catching his breath. I wasn’t expecting what he did next, he picked up the cum and that was on his chest and took his tongue out and tasted it. He seemed to like the taste because he took some more off from his abs and licked his fingers. I couldn’t hold it, I came in my boxers but made no noise, even though that was the hottest thing that I had ever witnessed. I went in my room and climbed into bed with my hand still in my boxers.

I lay there thinking about what I just witnessed, not only was he really hot but also gay? Or bisexual? Or maybe just curious? I don’t think straight men ever taste their own cum. I took my hand out of my boxers which was still covered in cum and licked some that went down my palm. I was surprised that it tasted good, slight salty but sweet at the same time.

I stared at the ceiling, here I was thinking I was going to be experimenting with other guys downtown this summer but my brother was here, extremely sexy and not straight. Would he ever want to experiment with me? I’m definitely not going to be asking him that but one thing I knew, summer break had gotten a whole lot more exciting.

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