When I was seventeen my younger brother was messing about underneath the sink in the kitchen. He'd lost his neck chain down in the grinder mechanism and gotten his long hair caught up in the gearing when he'd taken it all apart.

He was only wearing a towel after getting out of the shower and it had half slipped off. I saw his wet body and then when his towel fully fell off, his wet asshole. In the past we'd fooled about sexually, kissing and tossing each other off, but never anything more. Seeing his asshole there looking all wet and ready, I got a boner and couldn't resist.

Putting my cock to his asshole, he at first resisted and told me not to. But I slid my cock into his hole anyway. It felt awesome inside his ass, so I began to fuck him for real. Within a only a few thrusts, he was backing onto me and was telling me how good it felt for him.

Over the next ten minutes with him still stuck I pounded my younger brothers asshole and heard him orgasm. His shouts of pleasure only added to my rising climax and I came not too long afterwards. Freeing his hair and recovering his chain, he thanked me, then stepped upto me and we kissed as we had before. When we parted he asked me if I was going out, teling me mom and dad were going out to the cinema.

We both stayed in that night and I fucked my younger brother again. Only we fucked on his bed and then in the shower. Each time I came inside him, and continued to cum up my brothers asshole for the next four years whenever we got the chance to have sex.

Things slowed between us sexually, only because we both got ourselves girlfriends. And it stopped altogether for a number of years when I got married. He never did marry, so after my recent divorce he invited me round to his home. We ended up in bed together and the sex was unbelievably good.

We now plan on moving in together and living as lovers. After all we're not going to tell anyone are we!!!