10 comments/ 92834 views/ 15 favorites I Hope He Didn't See Me By: Kent100 I had about 15 minutes of extra free time, before being expected at home to meet my wife the other day. I had gotten off work a few minutes early and the traffic was kind of light today, so I was ahead of schedule. I was feeling kind of randy, so I decided on a really quick visit to my favorite adult arcade, cause I felt like sucking on some "strange" cock before going home, something I hadn't done in quite a while. It was just off the highway on feeder road on my way home, so little time would be wasted if I got lucky quick. It was broad daylight, a little before 5:00 PM in the afternoon, and there were quite a few cars in the parking lot. This was usually a good sign that some business men were trying to get a quickie blow job on the down low before going home, or else that the place was swarming with "hungry trolls" that would cut into my action. My favorite scenario was when I was the only cocksucker there, so all the horny guys in need of someone to drain their balls, had to patiently wait their turn for the adjoining glory hole booth next to me to open up. Some days, there was nothing but horny guys strolling the hallways, that either didn't a good blow job at home or had no regular partner to satisfy them. One after another, if they were patient and waited their turn, I would suck them all off. Sometimes, the time would get away from me before I realized I had spent the entire day there and had to account for my time with an excuse to my wife. I loved those days when I was the only cocksucker there. I hated competition for those stiff throbbing cocks and much preferred when I was the "star of the party". Anyone that I didn't get to suck off when I was there, I deemed a lost opportunity to me. I didn't turn down many though, but I did reject some, you had to seem to be clean by my standards. Of course, I had my favorite sizes and shapes too though. I especially loved a circumcised 7 inches plus. But beggars can't always be picky, uncut or smaller was cool too, however every once in a while I hit gold. It didn't matter today though, I was going to consider myself lucky if I found one good cock to suck on, cause I was in a little of a rush and didn't have time to spend the day on my knees as I would have much preferred. You could usually tell immediately what everybody in there was looking for. The cocksuckers would stare at your crotch or try to make eye contact, while the guys that wanted a blow job would kind of avoid any attention, trying to remain more discreet or anonymous in the dimly lit area. The guys that wanted a blow job, really tried to avoid any eye contact and just wanted some quick head so they could split before themselves or their car were recognized. They would usually stake out a booth with a glory hole and expose their cocks patiently waiting for the first willing mouth on the other side. Upon entering the arcade section, I noticed about a dozen guys walking around aimlessly or leaning up against the walls. As I took a quick stroll through the dark hallways, I saw three booths that were occupied while the adjoining booths were empty. I quickly ducked into an empty one adjacent to an occupied one, locked the door, and bending over I peeked into the glory hole. Sure enough, a young guy around my age was standing there in a pair of red overalls, stroking a fat 9 inch cut cock. Oh my God, I thought, that this must be my lucky day. This was a real treasure to stumble on so quickly, and just like I liked them, long and cut. You could literally go hours some days without finding a good cock to suck, sometimes even waste the whole day hoping and not getting any cock at all. I hoped this guy was wanting some good head, cause my mouth was watering at the sight of his fat cock. Anyway, I really only had a few minutes to waste at the arcade today so I felt like I had just hit the jackpot on my first try. I just prayed that he wasn't the prudish type and would let another man please that fat cock of his. As soon as I put some tokens in the slot, my movie started and my booth lit up. He must have noticed this because he immediately stepped up close towards the plywood wall while pointing his hard cock just inches from the hole. I watched as he tugged his overalls down past his waist and let them fall to the floor. I noticed he wore no underwear as I knelt and admired his beauty on the other side of the hole, so I knew right away that he was game. This guy wanted his cock sucked and I was just amazed that nobody had already jumped at the chance to slurp on it. It was a beauty and all mine. I put my index finger up to the hole and beckoned him to push it through. Immediately he removed his hand from his cock and inched forward until his fat plum tip poked into my hole about an inch or two. Not to make him wait or lose the moment, I immediately locked my lips on the head of his cock and started into massaging that spongy hard tip with my lips and tongue. He seemed reluctant or afraid to shove it all the way through the hole. Instead he just let me feast on the head and maybe an inch or so of his vein filled hard shaft. I wanted way more than that though, I wanted to worship this whopper and treat him right. As he leaned into the wall with his chest, I started mashing my lips into the hole trying to envelop some more of his shaft with a gentle tugging suction on him. After a few minutes of this, beginning to trust me as someone that just wanted to please him, he finally relented and just shoved the his whole cock through the hole in one swift motion. I immediately gagged on his cock's length and pulled back to adjust the depth of that initial thrust. Then this guy just mashed and held his stomach against the hole, while squashing his balls against the plywood on the other side. Wanting all he had, I gently pulled on his nut sac until he finally backed up an inch and let me pull his fat balls through. Having both his cock and balls on my side of the hole now, he again leaned into the plywood and pressed every centimeter of his masculine virility through for me to work on. He was pressed so tight into that hole that I could see no light from his side and only the surrounding flesh of his stomach around his package was visible. He just stood against the wall patiently, while exposing his glorious 9 inch fat cock and those smooth heavy full balls, waiting for me to please his perfect specimen of manhood. Not to disappoint him, I slobbered on the palm of my hand and gently smeared my spit on his shaft, while I took my hungry mouth down to his fat full nuts. I spread my spit up and down his hard cock while I gently sucked and slurped noisily one of his fat shaved balls into my mouth ever so softly. I was in a rush, but I was certainly going to take my time with this cock. Any cocksucker knows that a cock this size is not a "dime a dozen", so if I ended up coming home a few minutes late, not a big deal to me, I hoped. I could make up some excuse about traffic to my wife for being an extra five or ten minutes late. I worked on his hairless balls separately, very slowly for about three minutes each, while I gently stroked that steel shaft and fat head with my slippery hand. Sensing some impatience on his part and being on a definite time frame , I reluctantly let go of his balls and again placed my mouth over the tip of his cock. The shaft was much harder than before so, now with my mouth on his cock, I really started into pleasing this guy now. In the dim light of my projector, I could see the most masculine red and blue veins that started at his shaft. Like a maze of sexy intricate interstate highways, they disappeared somewhere under the skin of his shaft towards the tip of his fat knob. As I bobbed my mouth down on 5 or 6 inches without gagging, I gently squeezed and pinched on his nut sac. I was totally in heaven now, so I just closed my eyes and started my hopeful final descent to his pelvic bone. I really wanted to swallow this big cock all the way down. Twisting my mouth from side to side, I pushed an inch or so into my throat, but I had to back off immediately as I gagged on it. Redoubling my efforts, I went at it again, this time holding a couple of inches in my throat before I had to back off. I knew I could handle the whole 9 inches, and he deserved it, I just had to let my throat adjust and open up a little at a time. Determined to control my gag reflex, I shoved my throat down deep again, hoping to take him all the way to his root. Taking one deep breath, I forced my throat down deep to his stomach and presto, he was buried deep in my gullet now with my lips smashed into his stomach. My stretched out throat just held onto his oversized cock while we both remained motionless, until I pulled off to breathe again. I repeated this over and over again, taking deeper breathes and impaling my throat on his cock, while he just patiently stood still and let me covet his cock with my throat. I couldn't time how long I held him so deep in my throat without breathing or moving each time, but I'm sure it was at least a minute. It became easier and easier to impale my lips to the root of his cock and remain motionless while he let me indulge my efforts to swallow his entirety. I felt so proud of myself that I could swallow and hold this monster of a cock for so long a time. On about my fifth or sixth swallow, while I was holding him so deep in my throat, he started to rock his hips a little. He began fucking my distended gullet with very short slow strokes. Not much at first, maybe just an inch or so, but back and forth he would saw in my throat, until I would finally pull off, out of breathe again. I would then take a deep breathe before plunging down again and we repeated the entire process. Again, once I had settled my lips down all the way to his stomach and held him in my stretched out throat, he began rocking his cock back and forth. This time his strokes were a little longer, pulling out a couple of inches and smashing back into my throat until my lips ground onto his pelvis. His fucking of my throat with his swollen hard cock now started becoming both more erratic and more aggressive. The next time I pulled off, I took my deepest breathe yet, and plowed my throat down onto his rock hard cock. While I held still, with his cock lodged in my throat, he immediately started fucking 2 or 3 inches in and out of my lips and deep into my throat. I just waited for the immanent and soon the wall started shaking as I felt him press hard into it and his cock exploded into my throat. As he fucked as hard as he could now, heavy ejaculations convulsed from his swollen 9 inches into my mouth and throat. He sprayed 3 or 4 jets of cum that plunged deep down my throat which I never got to even savor the taste of. They were quickly deposited deep into my stomach before I ran out of breathe and pulled off again. Before I could get my throat back down his shaft, a thick ropey stream of his seed landed directly in my mouth. I tasted this one, it was sweet and slippery, which just excited me more. I didn't want to spoil his orgasm so I immediately went right back down that shaft. With my eyes watering, tears dripping down my cheeks and sweat pouring off my forehead, I pushed my throat back down to let him finish his load. After 10 or 12 more quick thrusts and several more spurts, he pulled most of his cock away from me now as I scrambled to keep my lips locked on that heaving monster. The lion's share of his cum was spent, most of it deep in my guts but a spray or two that I tasted was still on my tongue. He now backed up from the hole a step or so, withdrawing his balls and just stood there with about 6 inches of meat on my side of the hole. I frantically held on that his still twitching cock, not wanting to release my precious treasure, and milked the last little spurts and then dribbles that flowed from the tip. I coaxed every little dollop of cum that was in those sweet balls out, polishing the head of his cock in between my milking action. Still hard but quickly softening in my mouth, I gently nursed on the reaming tip and an inch or so of his shaft, until he finally withdrew and left me still hungry on my knees. I swallowed every bit of his cum. Not a drop was wasted on the floor, the evidence was gone and being digested in my stomach. As I pressed my eye to the hole, wanting to finally see what this stud looked like, all I saw was him was his back, quickly zipping up his red jumpsuit and exiting the booth. He was gone and out of my life as quick as he had come. It was past 5:45, and I was now a good 30 minutes behind schedule and had to get home really quick. I had killed almost an hour sucking on one cock, and wanted it some more, unbelievable. Even though I had spent more time in front of glory holes in the past sucking different cocks, I don't think I had ever spent that much time with the same cock in my mouth. That guy's cock was hot, absolutely my perfect fantasy cock, I definitely would love to find him here again when I had more time. My throat was extremely sore and felt kind of raw. Checking my appearance and adjusting the bent cramped hard on in my pants, I scurried to exit and get home. No time to waste , I really had to get a move on it. I would take care of my own cock by jacking off in the bathroom once home, since I knew my wife wouldn't, I unlocked my booth door and started to make my way out. After walking through the arcade lobby, I opened the door to exit and stepped outside to find my car and leave. I just then saw a blue Eddie Bauer Expedition just like my older brother drives, pull out of the parking lot and onto the feeder road in front of the arcade. Looking closer into the car at the driver, I saw he had a red jumpsuit on. My face became red and flushed so fast, I thought I was going to pass out. Please tell me it wasn't him, and if it was, please tell me he didn't see me. There are a million of those blue SUV's where I live. All I could think about was if I did something incredibly immoral. If it was him, if he knew it was me, I was starting to sweat again. The thought just played over and over in my mind. I mean sucking a strange cock is bad enough, but your own brothers. I was in a panic all the way home, finally regaining my composure somewhat, until I saw his blue Eddie Bauer Expedition in my driveway as I pulled up to my house. He rarely came to visit and almost never unannounced. I was so busted, please God help me. As I walked up the steps to my house, I saw my brother through the window, standing in that red jumpsuit talking to my wife. I hated entering my house, but I had to. My wife greeted me with, "Well thank God, you're finally here. I've been waiting for you cause I have to run an errand right now and you've made me late already. I'll be back in an hour or so. I have dinner in the oven on warm, we'll eat when I get home. You can visit with your brother for a bit, okay, I'll be back soon. Why on earth were you so late honey?" As she kissed me on the cheek and exited, I think I mumbled something about working late or stopping at the store on the way home. It might not even have been audible, my ears were ringing so loud and so many thoughts were going through my head that I know I didn't even hear what I uttered for an excuse. I swear, I'm really not sure what I said to this day, I had rehearsed so many excuses already in my head and things were kind of a blur right then. My brother just stared and smiled at me not speaking at all yet. I'm sure I looked like the "cat that swallowed the canary". Looking at him in those red overalls, I noticed a small wet spot that had seeped through on the inside of the fabric right under his zipper. After an awkward silence and just looking at him smiling at me, he finally walked right up to me and stood just a couple of inches from my face. It was awkward because it was way closer than we usually stood when we talked. As he stood in front of me, I diverted my eyes to the floor. "I didn't quite hear what you just said, so why are you so late little brother?" he grinned while starring down on me. To be continued......................................... I Hope He Didn't See Me Ch. 02 As I stared at the floor, still flustered and too embarrassed to look my brother in the eyes, he stepped away from me and walked to the other side of the kitchen. "Hey man, I came over to borrow that door hole drill set you have. I'm going to hang the doors at my new house today and it would sure come in handy," he finally spoke. As he made no mention of knowing it was me that sucked his cock at the adult book store glory hole just a couple of minutes ago, I mentally relaxed a little, praying that he hadn't seen me earlier in the parking lot as he drove off. Maybe he hadn't seen me. Maybe he didn't know that it was me on the other side of the wall, kneeling like a faggot and satisfying his fat 9 inch cock in my mouth. Maybe my perverted immoral sexual act was still a secret. Maybe this was just a coincidence that he was now at my house now. I had to believe my secret was still safe. I refused to believe anything else. I just couldn't face the truth of him knowing this side of me. Praying secretly to God that he didn't know that it was me that had just swallowed his incestuous load of cum down my throat, I made an effort to respond casually. "Yea, sure man. Its in the garage. Let me get it for you so you can get on your way and get to your work," I responded quickly, trying to get him to leave and brushing past him without making eye contact. "Hey little brother, you're acting kind of weird, are you okay?" he said in a tone that might have reflected some secret knowledge of our sexual tryst earlier. The way he said it, had me guessing immediately if he was fishing for some kind of a response from me. It sounded like he was almost asking me to confess that I had just sucked his cock, rather than him admitting he knew it was me. Maybe it was just my imagination running wild, but with the taste of his cum still in my mouth, I was extremely paranoid. I was embarrassingly suspicious that he was going to state as a public fact between us, that he knew it was me that he had just face fucked. He definitely had me "over a barrel", even in our silence. Even though he participated in the blow job, he surely had the upper hand here. I mean, it was me that had sucked his cock. It was me that had swallowed his cum. He wasn't exactly innocent here, letting some stranger suck his cock , but I definitely felt like I committed the worst of the sins. Getting a blow job from a guy was one thing, but giving a blow job to a guy was way worse, especially to your own brother. Maybe he didn't know it was me that had just blown him, I hoped, as I studied his face and gave him the hole drill blades in the garage. Maybe he did know and was just as embarrassed as me. Maybe he did know and decided the best thing to do was never to bring it up again. In a way, we had both made a mistake. I didn't really notice any other comments that added to my paranoia. We had just a smattering bit more of small talk, as he took the drill hole blades and left. I had opened the garage door, hoping he would leave before my wife got back home. As I watched him drive away from my house in his blue SUV, the first thought after he disappeared from my view was to rush to the privacy of our bathroom, lock the door and jack off to the images of his 9 inch cock in my mouth. Right then, I realized how depraved I really was. All of my previous conflicts of guilt, public exposure and immoral sins melted away, as my only thought was of reliving the images of his cock in my mouth as I jerked my cock to climax. I grabbed a picture off our fireplace mantle of him and me in bathing suits, taken from a long ago summer vacation. As I rushed into the bathroom and locked the door behind me, I starred at his stomach, his waist and his crotch in the photo. I beat my cock furiously until I sprayed a heavy load onto the counter top. After cleaning up my mess, I went into the living room and fell fast asleep in my lazy boy until I heard my wife arrive thirty minutes later. The nap had done me good, helping me kind of forget about the day's events. After my wife served me dinner, we sat and watched television until the phone rang. My wife answered it and began a conversation with someone. I didn't really pay attention to her dialogue until I heard my name mentioned. "No, we're just watching television and relaxing. I'll send him right over, he can help you, God knows you've done enough for us. Okay, bye," she finished and hung up. "Who was that and what did you just volunteer me for?" I asked her. Oh, that was your brother, he needs some help with some holes in his doors, or something like that," she replied. "I knew you wouldn't mind, I told him you would be right over. He said you were pretty good at those holes." That comment made my face flush red. If he was making some kind of a bad joke to my wife about me being good at a hole, I wondered if he was being serious about my carpentry skills or making innuendos about me kneeling in front of a glory hole sucking his cock. Either way, I didn't want to see him alone right now, it made me really uncomfortable. "Please don't volunteer me for anything with anybody in the future without asking me," I whined to her. "You better get up and go help him, you know he gave up a lot of weekends for us when we remodeled our kitchen last year," she snapped back. No doubt she was right about that. As I went to the garage to get my tool belt I began to get a little nervous about seeing my brother. On the drive to his house, I even broke into a little sweat and had to turn on the air conditioner to compose myself. It was dusk outside when I pulled up to his house and I couldn't even see an inside light on as I made my way up his driveway to his front door. The front door was cracked open as I entered his house and searched for him in the semi dark house. "Hey brother, I'm in the master bathroom, come on in, I really need some of your help," I heard him holler from upstairs. Making my way up the semi dark stairs, I entered his bedroom and walked towards his bathroom door. The door was shut and he was on the inside of the bathroom while I stood in front of the closed door. He had already pre drilled the door knob hole and I guess he was waiting for some help. "Hey is that you?" he asked from the other side of the shut door. "Yea, its me. Why is it so dark in here?" I finally spoke. "Oh, I just flipped the breaker off cause I was working on some 110's in the bathroom," he replied. "Do me a favor and kneel down there and help me with this knob of mine." That comment freaked me out. It was so loaded with sexual overtones that my cock started hardening in my pants just thinking about what had happened just hours ago at the video arcade. As I knelt and looked through the door knob hole, I was shocked as I saw my brother jacking off his fat 9 inch cock. I just stared at his beautiful hard cock for at least a minute, not speaking, as my own cock totally stiffened in my jeans. "You gonna help me with this or not?" he finally spoke. "Come on man, I need some help." I know knew for sure that I was busted. He knew it was me earlier that had sucked his cock. No doubt about it now. He knew it was his little brother that had swallowed his load of cum earlier. He knew it was me, that had knelt like a starving little faggot and sucked his engorged cock until I had consumed his incestuous seed. He knew all along and was just setting me up so he could get pleasured again. My lust for cock completely took over my common sense and morality. Totally ashamed of myself, I pressed my lips to the small hole inviting him to push his cock through. I should have gotten up right then and walked away, but I couldn't overcome my horny desires. It was too late to deny anything now, he knew it was me earlier and I couldn't help myself. I knew our relationship was about to change forever, but I couldn't help myself as I smashed my lips against the hole and flicked my tongue seductively for my brother's hard cock. Like a bad dream, I now exposed a part of my life that I had secretly hidden from my friends, family and wife. I wanted that fat cock on my lips and I wanted it badly. As a flush of shame came over my face, I waited for him to give me what I needed. My mouth watered and my cock strained in my jeans as I impatiently knelt at the door hole craving his cock in my mouth. My brother's cock had me mesmerized. I didn't care anymore. All I wanted was to hold that virile piece of flesh in my mouth. Even though I knew it was wrong, I didn't care. As his cock came through the hole, I opened my mouth and softly enveloped his beautiful endowment. The two thoughts that went through my mind were how horribly wrong it was to suck my brother's cock and how his cock was so much larger than mine. We had the same mother and father, so how come his cock was 9 inches and very fat, while mine was only 5 inches and very thin. Within seconds, the size thoughts disappeared as I now just feasted on that thick piece of meat sticking through the hole. I closed my eyes and reveled over his cock in my mouth, never forgetting the taboos I was breaking by sucking my brother's cock. Not taking my mouth off his cock, I squirmed out of my shoes, jeans and underwear, dying to stroke my hard cock. I slobbered and sucked on his vein filled cock, slowly engulfing more and more, while savoring his masculinity. Like a hungry baby nursing it's mother's nipple, I greedily sucked his cock like it was a nourishing meal. He was rock hard and the girth of his cock nearly filled the large hole. Pushed all the way to his groin, his entire cock protruded through the hole like some kind of magnificent unreal developed muscle. I slurped on the tip with wild abandonment as he let me have my way with his cock. His cock's shaft was so stiff and hard, while the head was tight and spongy on my tongue. I labored over the tip, polishing it back and forth with my tongue and lips. Pulling my mouth off for just a brief second, I paused to look and marvel at this magnificent specimen of manhood. I grabbed his thick shaft at the base with my hand and stroked his cock a few times, throughly enjoying a leisurely close up view of his hardness. As a dollop of his semen oozed from the tip of his cock, I stuck out my tongue and flicked at it softly. When I pulled back to taste it, a thin strand of his seed clung like a string between my tongue and his cock head. Like the little cock sucker I am, I greedily gobbled it up into my mouth, savoring the slipperiness and taste of it. I went crazy then, shoving my mouth down hard on his cock now, as my lust now took over. He groaned on the other side of the wall as I swallowed him to the root in one quick swift motion. Pulling back I jammed my throat down again, over and over in rhythmic strokes I fucked my face onto my brother's cock. As I gagged and choked on his thick cock in my throat, it somehow eased my conscience of this guilty sin by punishing my throat. I would make my throat pay penance for my immoral deeds. What I was doing was wrong and somebody or something had to pay. I decided it would be my throat, as my eyes poured out tears and my gullet choked and strained on his fat cock, I decided this would be my punishment. I was fully prepared to face fuck my brother's cock until he blasted his seed down my throat again, when he abruptly jerked his cock from the hole. Bewildered and crazy for more of his cock, I leaned forward against the door into the hole for a look, when suddenly, the door swung open causing me to fall forward with my hard cock still in my hand. "God damn little brother, you really know how to suck a cock don't you?" my brother said as I now knelt on the floor in total shame in front of him. As he looked at me sprawled on the floor with my cock in my hand and my pants on the floor, I couldn't degrade myself enough to answer his question. Even though I was completely humiliated at this point my cock never weaned as I just knelt there and stared at his fat 9 inches in front of my face. Completely nude in front of me, I was in awe of his gorgeous body. His strong masculine arms and thick furry chest looked perfect with that flat ripped stomach of his. His cock made him the total package though. I now realized how he had so many beautiful women lovers that fawned all over him, as he was not what I would consider the handsomest man in the world. But who could resist that body, especially that cock, not many I bet. "I just asked you a question. If you want some more of this cock you little faggot of a brother, and I know that you do, you had better answer me. Now, once again, you really know how to suck a cock don't you little brother?" he said again. Completely ashamed, I diverted my eyes to the floor and very meekly answered a simple, "Yes." "Yes, isn't the word for it. You're a cock whore if I ever saw one," he taunted me. "I bet you even love it up the ass don't you?" I had never done that before. I had never had a man in my ass before. I had used a dildo that I had bought for my wife before, but it wasn't really that great for me. Once or twice in the privacy of my house, I had masturbated with the tiny vibrator in my ass, but it was nothing special for me. It was just too mechanical, I mean having to use my own hand and my own predictable strokes into my ass, it was too unrealistic to enjoy. It was something I had tried but it was just too impersonal to really turn me on. I had fantasized about a real man's cock before. A real piece of muscle that moved on its own will. A real piece of muscle that I didn't have to operate. The thought of a real man behind me, with a hard hot piece of flesh pleasuring himself with my ass was a fantasy of mine. "Get up you little faggot, get in here," he said motioning me to join him in the bathroom. Standing up and hanging my head in shame, I entered the bathroom and stood sheepishly by my brother. As I stood there waiting for his direction, he grabbed my bare hips and spun me around facing the sink. He placed one hand in the center of my back and pressed me forward until I bent at the waist. I grabbed the edge of the counter as he kicked my feet apart bringing my smooth soft ass level with his still straining cock. He pushed my t-shirt up to around my neck and roughly pulled it off, leaving me bent over at the waist in just my white socks. I felt his hard cock press into my ass hole and attempt to penetrate me. My ass resisted his entry from the combination of the dryness and the size of his cock, but he kept poking and stabbing at my hole. "Loosen up bitch, you know you want this big cock up your faggot ass. After all, you're obviously the family faggot aren't you?" he growled at me. Seemingly irritated, he grabbed a can of WD-40 off the counter and sprayed my ass hole generously with it. I felt the cold slippery aerosol oil run down the side of one leg as he pressed into me again. This time his cock abruptly poked into my ass hole a few inches as I jumped at his intrusion. "Now relax and take my cock up that ass," he grunted as he shoved hard and deeper into me. The bathroom suddenly brightened a bit as he turned the dimmer light switch up just a little. With my face laying on the sink counter, turned towards the mirror I looked at myself in shame, as I realized I was letting my older brother fuck me up the ass. As he grunted and ground in my ass, each time going a little deeper, I eagerly accepted my brother's fat cock. I now began to grunt as the little bit of pain was disappearing and a warm full feeling took over. My ass was welcoming his still somewhat shallow thrusts as I spread my legs and openly moaned on his cock. "Turn your face away from the mirror and smile for the camera faggot," he said as he grabbed a fistful of my hair and turned my head to the other side. Startled I turned my head and saw the fucking bastard had a camera mounted on a tripod in the corner of the bathroom and the red "record" light was definitely on. His strong hands held my hips tightly as he punched his dick still deeper in my bowels. I quickly turned my face from the camera and looked back into the mirror as he slowly and gently fucked me. The good feelings were really strong and I couldn't stop myself from moaning again. While it felt really good a couple of minutes ago, he had now gotten to the point where it hurt when he totally bottomed out. Every time he jabbed in all the way, I would flinch and yelp as a sharp pain from deep penetration hurt a little. He seemed to enjoy torturing my ass deeply and seemingly on purpose as he stabbed harder into me. I tried to move away from his deep stroke by scooting forward on the counter. After a few minutes, my crotch was now pressed into the cabinets and side of the counter allowing me no more room to move forward. Pressing my stomach tight against the sink counter with his hand on the center of my back, my hard cock was pointing down the side of the cabinet, as he now jabbed into my ass as hard as he could. He knew he was hurting me, he was doing this on purpose. "No my little faggot brother, look back into the camera. I want you to stare directly into the lens. Don't you dare turn your face away from it," he commanded me. Sensing my reluctance to put on a show for his video, my brother began thrusting as deep into my ass hole as he could. The deep thrusts really hurt, as he purposely punched hard into my ass cavity. Sensing he would slow down on this torture if I followed his orders, I turned and stared into the camera as he directed me. As I figured, once I looked at the camera he slowed down again and didn't go near as deep. My brother settled down into a slow gentle fucking pace and my ass felt so good and full. Shame washed over me as the camera captured my ecstatic face grimacing from his gentle fucking. My ass twitched and bucked back to meet his thrusts as we got into a rhythm. My ass humped shamelessly on his fat cock as I stared into the camera lens. "I bet mom and dad would be real proud of you now. Tell dad how much you like my cock in your faggot ass. Tell mom how much you need a cock in your ass. Talk to the camera bitch," my brother chuckled. I didn't respond, that request was too much to ask. He couldn't force me to say that. I wasn't going to confess and let that be captured on tape. Growing angry quickly, my brother started thrusting deep and hard again. I had no where to move now that he had forced my waist tight up against the counter. His slamming as deep as he could into my ass while his strong hands pressed into my back had me in a panic now. I flinched and squirmed to no avail as he purposely tortured my ass to make me speak into the camera. The pain became unbearable as his blunt cock head stabbed into the bottom of my anal cavity. "Okay, I love your cock in my ass. I need your cock in my ass. Dad, I love my ass fucked by my brother. Mom, I need a cock in my faggot ass," I whined with tears in my eyes. Seemingly placated, my brother slowed down his deep thrust and allowed me to relax again. Satisfied I had bared my soul on video, he now placed his hands on my hip and quit punching to the final depths of my anal cavity. Within seconds, my ass was going crazy on his cock again. I met him thrust for thrust and he slowly fucked my ass. My grunts became groans again as I felt something twitching inside my ass. I knew I was getting ready to cum as my brother expertly manipulated my hungry ass hole. He knew he had me and he showed no mercy now. His thrusts became faster and faster as he pounded me hard now. "Talk to them, talk to mom and dad. Tell them my dick is getting ready to make your faggot ass cum. Tell them now," he hollered at me. To encourage me to speak quickly, he made a couple of painful deep thrust and I spoke up immediately. I knew he would pound me painfully if I didn't talk and I broke down quickly this time. I Hope He Didn't See Me Ch. 02 "Dad, my ass is cumming on your oldest son's cock. Mom, I need your oldest son's cum up my ass. Please help me, I'm a sissy, I'm a faggot, I'm queer for my brother's cock," I cried to stop the pain. He didn't stop his deep pounding. Nothing I said appeased him. He just slammed into my ass as hard as he could. Suddenly something happened, and the pain was gone. I welcomed his deep thrusts now. I encouraged his deep thrusts now. It didn't hurt anymore, I was too far gone. As waves washed over the inside walls of my ass, my brother jerked and slammed it home. I felt jet after jet of hot seed pump from his twitching cock into my ass, as his spasms and convulsions shook both of us hard. I was completely gone now, my own convulsions took over. My cock spurted against the cabinet wall as his cum lubricated my ass hole and let him slide in and out with less friction now. I sprayed jet after jet of cum onto the side of his cabinet as he blew his load inside me. As my ass creamed all over his cock, he finally slowed down and I sensed he was finished with me. Seemingly satisfied, but still holding my hips, he pulled me off and away from the sink counter. While still deeply embedded deep in my ass, he lowered me to the floor until we were both on our knees. Facing the counter on my knees, I could see my own cum stuck to the cabinet side and dripping in long streams down the wood. I was still panting and gasping, as he now slowly sawed in and out of my ass, while his cock was still savoring its eruption. He grabbed me by the hair and turned my face to the side of the cabinet where my mouth was only inches from my own cum sprays clinging to the wall. "Now, look at the camera and tell your wife that you are such a faggot, you even eat your own cum. Tell her that you love my cock more than her pussy," he commanded of me. He reached under me and grabbing my nuts, he gave me a really hard squeeze. It hurt like hell, so defeated and spent, I did what I was told. It was true anyway, I was an incestuous freaky faggot. "Honey, I'm sorry, I love my brother's cock more than your pussy. I'll even eat my own cum if he tells me to," I said with tears in my eyes. With that, he held my by my hair and balls, and then made me lick and slurp all my cum off his cabinet for the camera. In between licks, he would turn my face to the camera and make me show off the cum I had collected in my mouth and swallow. He made me smile and wink at the camera and also made me tell my wife that I was a total faggot. With a firm grip on my nuts, I did what I was told. Totally humiliated, totally shamed and captured on video, I knew my life had now changed forever. "Well little brother, I haven't had my ass sucked on in a while. I bet you're going to really like to do that huh?" he said. To be continued...