Punked by my Little Brother - Sex Stories

Punked by my Little Brother

I had just got home from school and my younger brother was already in the only bathroom taking a shower. I needed to pee. I needed to pee really badly, so I barged in the bathroom thinking Rob would be safely behind the glass door, and I could slip in for a whiz. I opened up the door and what I didn’t expect was to see Rob sitting on the toilet wanking his magnificent uncut cock. He stopped his hand motion, but I could see the precum collecting in the little pool formed on the top the his dick by his foreskin. We both were silent and still, neither of us knowing what to say. Then I saw his dick pulse a little and the precum overflowed and ran down the under side of his cock. Seeing that I couldn’t help myself. I turned the shower off and got down on my hands and knees and licked the precum off the underside of his dick before lapping up the rest with my tongue. I looked up and him and saw his wide staring eyes. “You ok with this little bro?” I asked before beginning the slow decent of my mouth down on his enormous dick. Rob got dad’s genes, they are both jocks and hung like horses at probably over eight inches each, I have a respectable six and half inch penis, but its nothing to write home about. I look more like mom’s side of the family, thinner and shorter. At sixteen, you would think he was twenty. At seventeen, I sill looked fourteen. Breathing through my nose, I swallowed and took him into my throat. I could feel the pulse of his heart in the stalk in my mouth. Rob ...

... moaned and took my head in his hands and started fucking my face. “Fuck Jerry, that feels so good. I’d heard around the school that you were a cocksucker and little fagot, but I didn’t know until now just how good you really were. Shit, no one had taken me all the way before. I’m not going to last long.” I had a cheek in each hand and was pulling his ass to me as his hands pulled my head to me. I felt him tense and he started to unload down my throat. I pulled back and pumped up and down on his penis as he unloaded into my mouth. I wanted to taste him and he didn’t disappoint. Glob after glob of creamy man-curd pumped into my mouth. A little sweet, a little salty, a little bleachy, your typical high-schooler’s load. When he was done, I sat back and savored my mouth full of treasure for a moment and then swallowed. His cock, which had begun to deflate, roared back into life when he saw that. “So Jerry, how committed to the gay lifestyle are you?” he asked, reaching into the cupboard under the sink. What he pulled out was a jar of Vaseline. He stood up and came around behind me. His arms encircled me as he began to undo my pants. Then he pulled off my shoes and then with a little help from me, my pants and underwear. His hands ran over the globes of my ass. “Bubble-butt Jerry, remember when we used to call you that?” I nodded, not being able to speak. “You know why I stopped? Because it started to give me a hard-on.” I felt his finger on the rosebud of my ass and it slipped inside ...