Didn't hear the door opening, so I didn't see my brother watching me masturbate. He later told me he'd watched me a few times before, but no where near as adventurous as he did last month. Last month he stood in plain view and took out his cock. Only when I opened my eyes did I know he was there, and by then his dick was enormous.
Trev is a year younger than me, yet he's already had sex with over a dozen girls and women. His first conquest being an aunt. She doesn't know I know he's fucked her, and that Trev was only fifteen when he banged her in her husbands pick up truck. But then that's his confession I guess.
Everything you hear or read about says we shouldn't have had sex that day, but I was so fucking horny and Trev's cock really is so fucking huge. There was no fore play as I was already soaking wet and Trev's dick was pulsating as he stood only yards away. Asking him if he was just going to stand there, I allowed my younger brother to get betwen my legs, then slide his awesome cock deep, oh so fucking deep up my pussy.
It hurt, like no other guy had ever made me hurt. But it was also a horny dirty hurt, one you like even if it makes you scream out in pain, which I did. Mom and Dad were out, so it was only us two at home and I didn't care anyways. Trev took over from that point and gave me the fucking of my short life. It was truly amazing and so out there, so taboo, yet so right. His cock entered my womb I;m sure and it drove me onto such an intense orgasm, I was crying out with lustful delight everytime his cock bottomed out up my pussy. On and on he drove his "Willy" into me and I relaxed more and more giving him more access to my depths.. Then griping my small breasts he screamed out and flooded my love hole. He sank down straight away and I felt his muscular frame squashing me. Lifting his head, my brother looked at me then kissed me hard and full. Our tongues danced and we carried on kissing with his cock still pumpng away deep inside of me.
Eventually Trev pulled out, and I felt a gushing of fluid follow his cock. Looking down at his own cum leaving my body, he pushed his way down past my stomach and buried his face between my legs. For a young man in his mid to late teens, my brother certainly knew how to use his tongue (Something our aunt taught him, he's told me). Ovre the next twenty minutes, Trev licked and sucked on my pussy and clit, amking me rise and fall with each pulse of sexual desire and overwhelming pleasure. I climaxed twice and held his face into my sex. It was genuinely a beautiful time and I didn't want it to end, but we both heard my dads car pulling up the driveway.
Saying hello to our parents, I'd showered and Trev had just put his shorts and t-shirt on. They let us know they were going out and wouldn't be back until late. Trev and I looked at each other and smiled. That night and every day since we've had sex. Not always fucking one another as we don't get enough time or privacy, but even with Trev's awesome "Willy" In my mouth as he eats out my pussy, I still adore my younger brothers ways of making me orgasm.
It took the whole of today for us both to convince our parents we'll be fine if they go on a short break in a weeks time. So instead of having our aunt look after us (The aunt), I'll be looking after Trev in more ways than one.

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by Anonymous on Aug 31, 2017 at 12:17 PM

Fiction quite obviously written by some dude.

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by Anonymous on Sep 3, 2017 at 6:46 PM

May be fiction #1 but and damn good one. It brought back memories in me. God Bless my mom who is dead now but I still remember the incident as if it just happened last night instead of 40 years ago. Yeah, I was still a kid, a teenager but still a kid. Bashful therefore I didn't have a girlfriend although I could have had many, they all teased with me in school just to see be blush.
I did my thing, like other teenagers I guess. I'd masturbate ever chance I got. I had no brothers or sisters so I had my private bedroom on the south end of the building. I get there at night you would turn the light to the adjoining room on from downstairs and then turn it off from up stairs. Okay, so this particular night, my mom nor dad ever came upstairs at night so I felt free to lay in my bed and masturbate. The adjoining room was dark so I felt safe because if anyone came up, remember, they turned the light on from down stairs. Anyway, I was laying there beating my meat, fantasizing about some of the girls I'd like to fuck but was to bashful. There was a small closet by the head of my bed where I kept an empty cigarette carton box and would use it to shoot my load into so there would be no mess to clean up. Now, guess what, my mom must have suspected something so she came up without using the light. I can't imagine how long she was standing in the dark room where I couldn't see her but the secound I began pounding myself harder, in she walkis, goes straight to the closet, gets the cigarette box, sits on the bed by me, hands me the box , reaches over and plays with and gets my limp dick from the shock of her walking in, hard/stiff again. I can't imagine, I should have been so embarrassed but I wasn't, I let her have her way. After all, she had given me many baths during my younger days and I had gotten erections but it didn't mean anything then. Anyway, she looked me in the eyes, smiled, and said, "Now relax and enjoy it." I did and I mean she drove me crazy. When she knew I was about to cum she pointed to the box and said, "Get it ready." I am convinced till today that she knew about the cigarette box and knew what I used it for. It may have contained dried up cum but you couldn't count the number of times it had been used. After I shot my wad into the box she leaned over, kissed me lightly on the lips, and said, "Now relax and get a good nights sleep. I'll see you at breakfast." And she walked out, turned the light on and when she arrived downstairs she turned the lights back off.
Now, at breakfast, not a work was spoken. No need for it. She kept looking at me and smiling. About a week after that she looked at me and asked, "Are you ready to go back up stairs or will my bedroom do as well?" I mean there was no need for another word. Off to her bed room we go but there we did not need the cigarette box, she had her own box between her legs and I mean it was delicious. I know because I tasted it. Any for another good several years, until I left home for college, each time either us us became sexually excited we knew who to depend on for deliverance. Dad was always at work. I just wonder if he was as good at it as she taught me to be. She was a darling. Mom, may you rest in piece, I mean peace.

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by Anonymous on Sep 3, 2017 at 7:06 PM

May be fiction #1 but and damn good one. It brought back memories in me. God Bless my mom who is dead now but I still remember the incident as if it just happened last night instead of 40 years ago. Yeah, I was still a kid, a teenager but still a kid. Bashful therefore I didn't have a girlfriend although I could have had many, they all teased with me in school just to see be blush.
I did my thing, like other teenagers I guess. I'd masturbate ever chance I got. I had no brothers or sisters so I had my private bedroom on the south end of the building. I get there at night you would turn the light to the adjoining room on from downstairs and then turn it off from up stairs. Okay, so this particular night, my mom nor dad ever came upstairs at night so I felt free to lay in my bed and masturbate. The adjoining room was dark so I felt safe because if anyone came up, remember, they turned the light on from down stairs. Anyway, I was laying there beating my meat, fantasizing about some of the girls I'd like to fuck but was to bashful. There was a small closet by the head of my bed where I kept an empty cigarette carton box and would use it to shoot my load into so there would be no mess to clean up. Now, guess what, my mom must have suspected something so she came up without using the light. I can't imagine how long she was standing in the dark room where I couldn't see her but the secound I began pounding myself harder, in she walkis, goes straight to the closet, gets the cigarette box, sits on the bed by me, hands me the box , reaches over and plays with and gets my limp dick from the shock of her walking in, hard/stiff again. I can't imagine, I should have been so embarrassed but I wasn't, I let her have her way. After all, she had given me many baths during my younger days and I had gotten erections but it didn't mean anything then. Anyway, she looked me in the eyes, smiled, and said, "Now relax and enjoy it." I did and I mean she drove me crazy. When she knew I was about to cum she pointed to the box and said, "Get it ready." I am convinced till today that she knew about the cigarette box and knew what I used it for. It may have contained dried up cum but you couldn't count the number of times it had been used. After I shot my wad into the box she leaned over, kissed me lightly on the lips, and said, "Now relax and get a good nights sleep. I'll see you at breakfast." And she walked out, turned the light on and when she arrived downstairs she turned the lights back off.
Now, at breakfast, not a work was spoken. No need for it. She kept looking at me and smiling. About a week after that she looked at me and asked, "Are you ready to go back up stairs or will my bedroom do as well?" I mean there was no need for another word. Off to her bed room we go but there we did not need the cigarette box, she had her own box between her legs and I mean it was delicious. I know because I tasted it. Any for another good several years, until I left home for college, each time either us us became sexually excited we knew who to depend on for deliverance. Dad was always at work. I just wonder if he was as good at it as she taught me to be. She was a darling. Mom, may you rest in piece, I mean peace.

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by Anonymous on Sep 3, 2017 at 7:15 PM

Sorry for the repeat. My computer showed the message was not sent therefore I sent it gain. SORRY! #2 and #3.

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