My family had all come into town to visit me. The second night they were here, I took my older brother out to meet my friends. He was 19 at the time and I was 17.
He's always been the jock in the family while I've been the intellectual. We're also very different physically-- he's about 5'8" and pretty cut (he played varsity football in high school). He has hazel eyes and brownish-blonde hair. I'm taller, just about 6', and slimmer-- I'm more of a punk musician type looking guy. I have dark hair and my eyes are almost black.
Anyway, we hopped a few bars that night and eventually wound up going to my buddy's house with him and another friend of mine, a girl named Katie. My brother, Colin, kept flirting with Katie the whole time we were there, but she didn't seem too interested. I suppose that's because a little bit later she left with my buddy.
So this leaves me and Colin alone in the apartment, both pretty intoxicated. We talked for a while, and Colin kept bringing Katie up, saying how he wished he could've gotten on her. He said he was way horny because he hadn't seen his girlfriend in a while.
He even said he might have to go to the other room to jerk off, which I thought was a little strange. Well, we went out on the balcony for a cigarette. He mentioned again how horny he was, and I noticed him rubbing his crotch a little.
I was instantly hot because I could tell he had a major hard on. Finally, he turned to me and said he needed to go "take care of it".
I showed him my buddy's extra room, which he kept for friends who needed to crash after a night of drinking, etc. We talked for a second more and then I said "Well, I guess I'll leave you alone." He looked at me and said "You don't have to go." I thought for a second and then said "Cool." I unbuttoned my pants and started rubbing my cock through my underwear.
I had a nice dribble of precum starting. At this point I thought we were just going to watch each other jerk off, which didn't seem like such an abnormal thing. But when I looked up again, there was my brother, standing against the wall, his shirt pulled up over his chest and his boxer briefs halfway down his thighs.
He was playing with his nipples and his cock was wagging up and down. It was a gorgeous dick, nice and thick at the bottom and tapering elegantly down to the healthy but not obnoxious head.
He had a nice, trimmed tuft of blond pubic hair. I walked toward him. "Thing is, I don't know if I'll be able to do it to you, " he said. It was clear that jerking off together was not what he had in mind. "That's ok, " I said. "Do you think this'll be weird? " he asked.
I looked down at his hot, cut, tight body and the throbbing dick. "No. I think it'll be awesome." "We won't get caught?" "Nope, there's no one else here." He smiled. I knelt down.
I started slow; licking up and down the front like it was an ice cream cone, tonguing his frenulum. He grabbed the back of my head. I moved down a little further and took one of his balls into my mouth. He moaned.
I sucked them, lapped at them, pulled on them for a bit. His breathing was getting heavier and heavier and he was getting pretty vocal. I moved back up to the shaft of his dick and continued to tease him, licking, butting it against my cheek, rolling it around my lips. God, he had a nice member. My own, still trapped in my briefs, was throbbing almost painfully and was slick with precum.
Daniel was loving it. At last, I took him into my mouth fully and began to suck on him properly. He gasped and clutched my head again.
I reached around, put my hands on the cheeks of his firm ass, and pulled him deeper into my mouth. Oh man, it was so hot-- I knew he was loving it too, because he started to move a little faster and grind his hips. I didn't want it to be over yet, so I went down on his balls again. When I did, he said "oh man, bro!" and reached down and tugged on my cock through my shorts.
I stood up. He looked me in the eye for a second, then reached out and pulled my underwear down. He turned me around so my ass was against him and started jerking me off.
Now I don't have to tell you that I was instantly ready to cum. I didn't want it to be over yet, though, so I took his hand and put it on my balls.
He tugged on them, whispering "yeah, yeah, yeah" quietly into my ear. Finally I spun around and went back to work.
It took only a few more seconds. Daniel started arching his back and thrusting his hips into me. I grabbed his ass again to give myself more leverage. He threw his head back and was yelling loudly as his cum started to fill my mouth--ropes and ropes of it.
Usually I don't like swallowing, but this was too hot not to. He tasted kind of sweet, almost citric. He had a fist on my hair as he spasmed two or three more times. He didn't get soft right away and I slowly ran my tongue around the head and shaft, licking up every drop. Of course, I couldn't take anymore myself, so I started jacking my dick while I finished licking him off. He pulled me up.
"I want to watch," he said. He stood really close to me as I jerked it, finally reaching out to work my balls again when he knew I was getting close. Finally, I came, almost as violently as he had, all over myself and his hand and forearm. While I caught my breath, he slowly and cautiously lifted the back of his hand to his face.
I saw his lick up a little bit of cum. He didn't seem to like it though, and he wiped the rest off on his jeans. We were a little weirded out after, of course. He kept saying, "I think I was just curious.
I was just curious about it." We couldn't really look at each other, and we've never spoken about it since. But I jack off remembering it now and again and I hope someday we wind up doing it again-- and more.