My Brother and Our Fucking Adventures – Part 1
My brother is 13 months older than me. Some mistake us as twins we look so similar. Garth is a little taller than me, but we are both solidly built … like our father, mum says. Garth is way more adventurous than me, but I always happy to follow him. Until he joined the Army. I was a bit nerdy for the Army. Any way someone had to stay at home to look after mum.
Dad left mum when I started school. I remember it was a Saturday; Garth and I were having breakfast. Dad came downstairs with a couple of suitcases; he hug both of us and was crying a bit. Boys, he said, I have decided to leave your mum. I do love you both and your mum, but I just can’t be here anymore. I’ll see you at Christmas and with that he walked out the door. As it turned out we didn’t see him again until Garth joined the Army years later. Our house was sold a few months later and mum had enough to buy a nice two bed, two-bathroom villa home with a small back yard and we got to keep our dog Bruiser. It was an adjustment, but we got used to it.
Garth and I used to shower together, nothing sexual until one day when Garth got into the shower and started to play with himself. I was on the toilet, and he I noticed his dick got pointy. Hey Garth, what are you doing? I am masturbating. What I said. I am masturbating he replied. What the fuck is that (yes, we were little potty mouths at home. Made us feel a bit grown up!) Some of the boys were talking about it a school and I thought I’d have a go. Can I watch, I said. Of course you fucking can you’re my brother. Can I join you in the shower? We’ll hurry the fuck up … mum will be home soon. Now as you might imagine, there was not a lot of room in the shower, and we were facing each other. I noticed my dick got pointy. Hey Garth, my dick is pointy now. Should I play with it. Of course why the fuck not and it’s called a hard-on OK.
So there we were our hard dicks just about touching each other. Before long, Garth’s dick made this white stuff and he made a noise as it came out, all over my hard dick. Fuck he said, that felt so good. Sorry about my sperm getting over you. Sperm, I said. Yes, that is what it was called in sex ed class. Some boys call it jizz or cum. What do you think we should call it Steve? I like the sound of jizz … yes … jizz from my dick sounds really fucking cool. Are you going to make any? Asked Garth. I think maybe when I am older like you, I said. But it does feel good to have your jizz on my dick. I wonder what it tastes like. Garth said let me lick your dick and you can lick your fingers. Mmmm, I said … it tastes a little salty and it was warm when you squirted it in me. Yes, I like it. What do you think? I said to Garth. Well he said I like the taste too. I am sorry I can’t give you any of mine to taste now I said. Maybe I can give it to you for your birthday. I think I can make some by then. I would like that Garth said.
How about I lick your dick and see if we can get some more. OK Garth said. So I kneeled in the shower and started to lick his dick. It didn’t take long for it to get hard again. I was licking his dick like an icy-pole and then I thought what if I suck it to, take it right in my mouth like I would an icy-pole. So I did. Garth moaned … I stopped. Did I hurt you I said. No … it feels so good please don’t stop. I could fit all his dick in my mouth, and I could taste a certain saltiness, which I liked. Anyway, Garth soon had his hands on my shoulders and was thrusting his dick into my mouth. It made me happy when I understood the pleasure I was giving my big brother. Just as we were getting a good rhythm, he jizzed in my mouth. It was lovely. I didn’t swallow it all but saved some and spat it in my hand for Garth to lick off which he did. We better shower properly now Steve. We turned the water on and soaped each other up, something we have done since our early days of showering together. This time though it was so special I was not sure what it was like to be in love but at that moment, Garth touching me, soaping me up to wash me, it sure was a great feeling. I had a hard-on that would not go away, and I liked it.
We got out of the shower, started towelling ourselves just as mum came home from work. As she does, she poked her head into the bathroom and said hello and we always drop our towels in fake shock. Then mum looks at our little dicks, as she often did now, and says very lovely boys just like you father. Of course this time I had a hard-on. Oh mum said in fake embarrassment. That’s a nice hard dick you have Steve. That is just like your father she added with a grin. With that mum closed the door and we both started laughing. Can't wait for dinner time.
Dad left mum when I started school. I remember it was a Saturday; Garth and I were having breakfast. Dad came downstairs with a couple of suitcases; he hug both of us and was crying a bit. Boys, he said, I have decided to leave your mum. I do love you both and your mum, but I just can’t be here anymore. I’ll see you at Christmas and with that he walked out the door. As it turned out we didn’t see him again until Garth joined the Army years later. Our house was sold a few months later and mum had enough to buy a nice two bed, two-bathroom villa home with a small back yard and we got to keep our dog Bruiser. It was an adjustment, but we got used to it.
Garth and I used to shower together, nothing sexual until one day when Garth got into the shower and started to play with himself. I was on the toilet, and he I noticed his dick got pointy. Hey Garth, what are you doing? I am masturbating. What I said. I am masturbating he replied. What the fuck is that (yes, we were little potty mouths at home. Made us feel a bit grown up!) Some of the boys were talking about it a school and I thought I’d have a go. Can I watch, I said. Of course you fucking can you’re my brother. Can I join you in the shower? We’ll hurry the fuck up … mum will be home soon. Now as you might imagine, there was not a lot of room in the shower, and we were facing each other. I noticed my dick got pointy. Hey Garth, my dick is pointy now. Should I play with it. Of course why the fuck not and it’s called a hard-on OK.
So there we were our hard dicks just about touching each other. Before long, Garth’s dick made this white stuff and he made a noise as it came out, all over my hard dick. Fuck he said, that felt so good. Sorry about my sperm getting over you. Sperm, I said. Yes, that is what it was called in sex ed class. Some boys call it jizz or cum. What do you think we should call it Steve? I like the sound of jizz … yes … jizz from my dick sounds really fucking cool. Are you going to make any? Asked Garth. I think maybe when I am older like you, I said. But it does feel good to have your jizz on my dick. I wonder what it tastes like. Garth said let me lick your dick and you can lick your fingers. Mmmm, I said … it tastes a little salty and it was warm when you squirted it in me. Yes, I like it. What do you think? I said to Garth. Well he said I like the taste too. I am sorry I can’t give you any of mine to taste now I said. Maybe I can give it to you for your birthday. I think I can make some by then. I would like that Garth said.
How about I lick your dick and see if we can get some more. OK Garth said. So I kneeled in the shower and started to lick his dick. It didn’t take long for it to get hard again. I was licking his dick like an icy-pole and then I thought what if I suck it to, take it right in my mouth like I would an icy-pole. So I did. Garth moaned … I stopped. Did I hurt you I said. No … it feels so good please don’t stop. I could fit all his dick in my mouth, and I could taste a certain saltiness, which I liked. Anyway, Garth soon had his hands on my shoulders and was thrusting his dick into my mouth. It made me happy when I understood the pleasure I was giving my big brother. Just as we were getting a good rhythm, he jizzed in my mouth. It was lovely. I didn’t swallow it all but saved some and spat it in my hand for Garth to lick off which he did. We better shower properly now Steve. We turned the water on and soaped each other up, something we have done since our early days of showering together. This time though it was so special I was not sure what it was like to be in love but at that moment, Garth touching me, soaping me up to wash me, it sure was a great feeling. I had a hard-on that would not go away, and I liked it.
We got out of the shower, started towelling ourselves just as mum came home from work. As she does, she poked her head into the bathroom and said hello and we always drop our towels in fake shock. Then mum looks at our little dicks, as she often did now, and says very lovely boys just like you father. Of course this time I had a hard-on. Oh mum said in fake embarrassment. That’s a nice hard dick you have Steve. That is just like your father she added with a grin. With that mum closed the door and we both started laughing. Can't wait for dinner time.
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