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Disclaimer
For
those individual not of legal age to read this where they live, shame on
you!� For those folks who may be
offended by this writing, all I can say is caveat emptor... you have been
warned.� The following is a work of
fiction and the usual statements about bearing any resemblance to people or
places, living or dead, being coincidental, etc., apply here.
Busted,
by Rob Morton (m/m, inc, cons)
One
I
was wide awake and staring out the bedroom window, which was on my side of the
room, watching the wind blowing through the leaves on the tree just outside the
window.
In
my restlessness, I could hear every sound in the house; my sisters in the next
room tossing and turning in their sleep and, down the hall, the sounds of my
mother's TV as she watched a John Wayne western.
On
the other side of the room, my brother, Lee, was snoring loudly, adding to my
irritation at being wide awake at two in the morning... on a school night at
that.� I reached behind me and grabbed
my pillow, flinging it across the room, taking a great deal of delight as the
pillow hit my brother in the head with a muffled thump.
"Huh?� Wha.." Lee said, bolting upright and
looking around the room.
"Wake
up and go back to sleep, man," I growled.
"Huh?"
"You're
snoring, jackass."
"Aw,
man, fuck you," my brother replied, turning over onto his side.
"Yo,
give me back my pillow!" I said, not loud enough to get our mother's
attention.� If she knew we were awake and
farting around, there would be hell to pay.
"Sure.� Here it is," Lee said, bolting upright
and hurling the pillow at me.� The
old-fashioned feather pillow caught me dead in the face, its quills poking me
in about twenty places.
"I
should kick your ass," I hissed, placing the feathery projectile back in
its proper place behind my head.
"Your
mom, man," Lee said, the opening line to a running joke between us and our
sisters.
"You
mean your quarter, don't you?"
"Whatever,"
Lee replied, swinging his feet over the side of his bed and sitting up.� Hey, Bernie?"
"What?"
"What
are you doing up this time of night?"
I
rolled over onto my left side so I could face my brother.� "I dunno - can't seem to get to
sleep."
The
moon-lit room fell silent; even the wind seemed to have decided to take a
break.� For long minutes, Lee and I just
looked at each other... well, as much as we could in the semi-darkness.
"Bernie?"
"Yeah?"
"You
want to?"
I
knew exactly what he was talking about, but the game had to be played.� "Want to... what?" I asked,
propping myself up on my elbow.
"You
know," Lee replied.� Even in the
near-darkness of the room, I could see his eyes looking around the room as if
he was searching for anyone who might overhear us.
I
remained silent for a moment.� Like I
said, I knew what he was talking about, something that had become a favorite
pastime for us over the last couple of years.�
"Do you want to?" I asked, finally breaking the silence.
"If
you want to," Lee said.�
"Doesn't matter to me."
I
could feel the blood rushing throughout my entire body as I threw back the
sheet.� "Let's do it, then," I
said.
Two
I
could barely contain my excitement as Lee stood and hooked his thumbs into the
waistband of his underwear, deftly sliding them down and stepping out of them
in two smooth movements before crossing the short distance between our beds to
join me in mine.� As he crawled in next
to me, I quickly removed and discarded my own underwear, my cock rising quickly
in anticipation of what was about to happen.
For
a moment, we laid facing each other without touching, each waiting to see who
was going to make the first move.�
"Well?" I said after a minute.
"You
first," Lee whispered.
"It
was your idea," I whispered back, looking into Lee's eyes.
He
shrugged and shifted his position until he was hovering over my now-rigid cock;
I could feel the heat of his breath followed by the cool wetness of his mouth
as he began to suck me.� Lee's tongue
played slowly over the swollen knob of my prick, sending shivers of pleasure
racing along my nerves, his fingers gently toying with my balls.
Not
to be outdone - and to take advantage of his position - I drew my brother to
me, the moonlight casting its glow upon his own erection.� Lee straddled my head, his hips already
thrusting forward searching for the warm embrace of my mouth.� Firmly, I grabbed his hips, holding him
still long enough to guide his cock to my mouth.
I
took Lee into my mouth, savoring the hard smoothness of his meat as he plunged
the full length of his prick into my waiting throat.� Lee was only about six inches long or so, a full two inches
smaller than me and I had no problem dealing with him as he fucked my mouth
with gusto.
We
laid locked together in our forbidden embrace, sucking each other with quiet
urgency.� Above me, Lee's thrusting
became erratic and I could feel his cock thickening between my lips.� Knowing he was about to come, I eased back
on his meat until just the head remained, twirling my tongue around the head of
his dick until I felt the first spurts of his boyish spunk on my tongue.
"Oooh,"
Lee hissed, as he continued to shoot.�
"That feels so good!"
I
could feel my own spermy explosion about to happen; with Lee's semi-erect dick lying
against my cheek, I fucked into his mouth gently until my own flow was spilling
into his mouth.
"Ah,
damn," I said, each jolt of my orgasm/ejaculation making my feet
tingle.� Slowly, Lee rolled off of me,
using his hands to urge me to turn over onto my stomach, which I did without
hesitation.� Seconds later, I could feel
the head of his cock probing my ass hole, sliding up and down the crack of my
ass.
"Here,"
I whispered.� "Let me help
you."� I reached back and grabbed
his cock, guiding to my hole.�
"There - go ahead."� I
braced myself for his entrance...
Lee's
slickened cock rammed past my sphincter without a bit of problem and, seconds
later, he was deep inside my rectum and pumping away like a madman.� Beneath him, I sighed contentedly as my younger
brother fucked me with sure, steady strokes.�
Man, does it get any better than this?�
Trapped between my body and the mattress, my cock began to grow hard
again.
It
seemed like a few hours had passed rather than the five minutes it really had
been.� One moment Lee was really riding
my ass, cursing softly and telling me how good I felt to him; the next moment,
I felt him collapse onto my back, kissing my face and ears as he pumped his
sperm into me.
"Here
it is!� Take it!� Take it!" Lee hissed, emphasizing each
word with his thrusts until, finally, I felt his cock soften.� Lee ground into me for a few more seconds
before I heard - and felt - his cock slip my spunk-filled backside.
"Man,
that was good," I said as I turned to look at my wonderful brother.� I could feel his seed leaking from my
stretched back hole and, damn, it felt good!
Three
"Okay,"
Lee whispered.� "Your
turn."� Quickly (and quietly) we
changed positions until I had the pleasure of looking at his upturned backside.� Slowly, I teased the crack of his ass with
my cock.
"Hurry
up," Lee said.� "I want it in
me."
"Okay,
okay," I said.� "Hold on a
second."� I applied a very generous
amount of spit to my cock before doing the same to Lee's puckered ass hole.� "Ready?"
"Yeah,
give it to me!"
I
grabbed Lee's hips and pushed forward, feeling the knob of my dick as it
disappeared into the tight ring of my brother's not-so-virgin ass.� For a moment, I though about the first time
I had fucked him as more and more of my thickness slid into him.� That first time had been good and each time
we did it, it just got better.
But
enough of the flashbacks.� I set to the
task of fucking my brother's ass, savoring the incredible tightness as his
sphincter tried to both eject me and hold me deep inside his bowels.� I was so turned on by the sight of my cock
deep inside of Lee's ass that I knew I wasn't going to last very long.�� Beneath me, Lee was moaning and cursing,
shoving his young ass back against me as hard as he could.
The
urge to come had backed off a little, so I reach around and grabbed Lee's cock,
mildly surprised to find it hard again.�
I backed out a little and thrust forward as hard as I could; in my hand,
Lee's cock lurched as I made contact with his prostate, spilling more of his
seed onto the sheets.� As he came, his
muscles clamped around the shaft of my cock, hard enough to start my own flow
of incestuous spunk into him.
"Oh,
shit," I cursed, feeling the orgasmic rush assaulting every nerve in my
body.� My hips thrust erratically as I
continued to empty myself into Lee's ass.
I
collapsed onto Lee's back, my breathing hard and ragged.� As he had done with me, I took a few extra
seconds to pump his wonderfully tight ass again.� Finally satisfied, I started to pull out of Lee...
When
the bedroom lights came on, blinding both of us.� We didn't have a chance to do anything before the sound of our
mother's voice split the night air.
"WHAT
THE FUCK ARE YOU TWO DOING?"
Four
Oh,
shit... busted!� In the past, there had
been a few times when Lee and I almost got caught but we had been lucky enough
to hear Mom coming and it would give us enough time to put everything in order
so that when she looked in on us, nothing was amiss.
Not
this time, though.
"Get
up," our mother said with icy menace in her voice.� Slowly, I raised myself up onto my knees, my
cock coming out of Lee's ass with an incriminatingly loud plop.� My face was hot with the combined feelings
of just having shot my load and total embarrassment and humiliation.
"Lee,
get to the bathroom and clean yourself up.�
And take your time - I want to have a little talk with your
brother."
Lee
did as he was told, taking a moment to give me a sympathetic look.� He collected his underwear and stepped past
our mother; a second or so later, I heard the door close and the water
running.� Mom had watched Lee enter the
bathroom before turning to face me.
I
can't begin to describe what it felt like under such intense scrutiny.� I wanted to hide somewhere - anywhere - and
knew there would be no escape.� In the
back of my mind, all I was hoping for was that the ass whipping I knew was
coming wouldn't be too bad.
"You
mind telling me what the hell you were doing?�
Do you even know what you were doing?"
It
was such a stupid and unnecessary question!�
But, as you might imagine, it was one of those questions where you know
the answer - but can't get it out of your mouth.� And, what was I going to tell her?� "Well, Mom, I was fucking Lee and, yes, I knew what I was
doing."
Instead,
I only nodded, knowing that Mom's wrath would be unforgiving if I remained
silent.
"I
don't understand how you could do something like that to your brother!� Are you sick or something?"
My
eyes went wide at this and my mouth opened.�
"But, Mom, he did it to me first!�
And, no, I'm not sick or anything."
My
mother's brown eyes fixed upon mine; at that moment, I knew what was meant by
the expression, "caught like a deer in the headlights."� Mom's methods of dealing with us were, ah,
intense.� Instead of yelling and cursing
like other mothers in the 'hood, she'd just sit there and look at you, leaving
you to wonder - and worry - about what was about to happen next.
"You
really expect me to believe that?"
"It's
the truth, Mom," I replied.
"Don't
move," she said, and disappeared from the room.� I stole a glance at the clock on my table - it was only three in
the morning.� A moment later, Mom
returned, a cigarette between her fingers.�
She took a long drag, exhaling pale blue smoke into the room before once
again fixing me with that look.
"You
know you could use your hand whenever you get 'the urge,'" she finally
said.
"I
do, Mom, but this was Lee's idea," I pleaded, knowing that she wouldn't
believe one word of what I was saying.�
After all, she caught me dick-deep in my little brother's ass, not the
other way around.
"Uh,
huh," was the only thing she said.�
Mom brought her smoke to her lips and the movement made me flinch
because, for a woman her age, she was lightning quick and had hands even
faster.
The
silence continued to pervade the room and I made yet another mistake: I
relaxed, foolishly thinking that nothing major was going to happen.� One second, Mom's sitting on Lee's bed
watching me and smoking.� The next
second, I felt a slap connect with my cheek so hard my eyes watered in
self-defense.� What was more unnerving
was that all I saw was her hand... as it went back to her side.� She had hit me so fast I never saw her hand
move forward.
Mom
stood suddenly, causing me to cower against the wall.� She turned her head and called Lee back into the bedroom.� She looked at the two of us, not saying
anything and further reducing our nerves to jelly.
"I
will deal with you later," Mom told me as she turned off the light and
closed our door.
And
deal with me she did.� But that's
another story...
Finis