KID BROTHER--Part 1
It's not that I enjoy telling tales out of school, it's just that the last few weeks have been so wacky that I wanted to put it all down while I remember it clearly...though I doubt that I could ever forget. I know I'll always remember what happened, I just want to put down the things that were said. That's the part I always tend to forget.
You see, it's about my kid brother, Davy. He's turned into a complete lunatic! I mean, he's always travelled on three tires...he's a bit slow. He's 17, three years younger than me, and even though he reads and writes and all that stuff, emotionally he's much, much younger...like infantile! All his life the little shit has been a bother to me, and no matter how often I made that clear to him, it never sunk in. He's so good-natured it's sickening. Like there's a part of his brain that doesn't recognize insults, hurt and pain. Kick him in the pants and he'll ask if you want to do it again...with a smile, no less!
He's sure not a kid in one department, though. His pecker's a fat solid 9" and pretty...uh, pretty ah, well, you know, handsome or some- thing. Fuck, what do I know about guys' joints? I like pussy myself. Don't get me wrong. If a cocksucker wants to slobber all over my hot 8" I'm not about to turn it down. I take it where I get it, and I usually get it. Bringing chicks home is no problem. Our parents died about a year ago in an accident. Fortunately, they left us well off, so we didn't even have to move from our home.
Anyway, my story starts the time I got my first glimpse of Davy's stiff pecker when I split work early and came upon little brother sitting on the can pumping away like mad and giggling. Being alone, he didn't bother to shut the door all the way...
"Damn, Sam!" I blurted, bursting in on him after watching for awhile. Now, I'll show my cock to just about anyone who asks, but getting caught jacking off while sitting on the pot...well, I'd be mortified! Davy? Fuck no...he just looks up and smiles.
"Hi, Toms! Wanna see somethin' funny? Watch, I can make some milk squirt right outta my thing!" A few more jerks and the kid practically splattered the ceiling! He scooped some up and licked it off his finger.
"Don't taste like milk, though. But it's good! Wanna taste it?"
"Hell no!" I cried, squinching up my nose. "I ain't gonna lick no guy's cum!" Then like a shot, an idea came into my head and I wished I hadn't refused. No, asshole, not because I wanted to eat his scum. But because I saw it as a way to manipulate Davy into becoming my own personal blow-boy if I played it right.
"Okay, why not," I said. So I walked over and lifted a little glob off his stomach and licked it off my finger. Yeech! "You're gonna taste mine too, aren't you, Davy?"
"You can do it too?" he gushed in amazement. "Golly! Can I see you do it, Toms?"
"Sure, kid. Every guy can do it. I'm surprised it took you this long to discover it. You might have to help me, though. I just did it a little while ago," I lied.
"Yeah? Okay, Toms, what'll I do, jiggle it?"
"Here, yank my pants down," I said, ripping my shirt off. "All the way. Now reach up and play with my balls and kiss the end of my pecker."
"Kiss it, Toms?"
"Well, sure. You wanna see it squirt, doncha? First it needs a little lovin' so's we can get it up nice and hard. You'll do that for your big brother, won'tcha Davy?"
"Sure I will, Toms. Gee, I'd do anything for you! You know that."
I actually felt a pang of guilt just then, but it passed quickly. Visions of having my own personal cocksucker was foremost in my mind. But then, my cock was generally foremost in my mind. So he was my own kid brother, whatsit to ya? Go get your own. After all, I wasn't going to rape the feeble-minded little cunt. Hell no, all I had to do was convince him that it was the thing to do. It was standard. Every kid took care of his big brother. They just didn't talk about it, that's all. Rite of passage or some bullshit like that. Davy took a deep breath and planted a big smoocheroo right on the head of my cock.
"Boy, you need a bath, Toms!"
"Naw, stick your nose right in my hair. You'll see, you'll love it. Yeah, now try it under my balls. Cocksu...ah, that is, girls like 'em when they smell strong. They really dig licking 'em clean for me."
"Gee, it is kinda neat. Golly, it's even making my thing...uh, my pecker get hard again. See!"
Sure enough, that ramrod of his was up and droolin' proud as can be.
"Go ahead, Davy, lick 'em clean for me. See how you like it. Run your tongue all over them real easy like. Oooh, that's it! Dig your tongue right in the crease. Now the other side. Here, I'll spread my legs wider so you can get at 'em."
Damn! This was gonna be easy. The skinny half-wit was twiddling my knockers with his hot wet tongue, dutifully bathing them like a good little boy. I lifted one leg and rested it up on the sink, squinching my crotch into his wide-eyed face.
"Oooh, baby, suck on my nuts! Be careful. Suck 'em right into your mouth. Suck the sweat right offta my big balls! Yeah! Sex is always better when it's dirty. Nasty and dirty! Remember that." The kid was really getting into it...and so was I. I had to act fast because pretty soon I'd have no excuse. I'd been trying not to get a hardon. I coulda stood there feeding him my hot testicles all afternoon, but I could feel the blood pounding up my shaft. "Now start lickin' all along my pecker. I think we got it, boy. See, it's startin' to get a bone on."
Davy got a big smile on his face and looked up at me, pleased.
"I know what'll do the trick, Davy. Put my pecker in your mouth and suck on it real hard. That's it. Can you feel it growing? That's real good. Just like a popsickle. Go on down. Take as much as you can. Oooh, baby brother, SUCK THAT PRICK!"
Watching those sweet lips of his moving up and down my throbbing boner was incredible, but disturbing. Disturbing because it crossed my fevered mind that no chick ever blew me so good! Hell, no faggot even put quite so much determination into raising my bone, and I've fed some pretty hungy, calloused-knee'd wienie washers.
"Oh, Davy, I'm gonna shoot you a big milkshake real soon!" I cried after about five minutes of his unashamed cock worship. He never said a word. In fact, never even took his mouth away to take a breather. Of course, the fact that I was holding the back of his neck and gradually forcing him to relax his throat to take me deeper might have had something to do with it. But after making the mistake of telling him I was about to come, he pulled free.
"Oh, I wanna see! SQUIRT IT, TOMS! SQUIRT IT!"
"OK, kid, open your mouth wide. I'll aim for it. You want a taste, don't ya?"
He nodded excitedly and gaped open, looking a bit foolish. I told him to stick out his tongue to catch it as I grabbed my cock at the base, squeezing tightly and holding still so he could get the full impact of my eruption. Definitely one of my heavier loads! Spurt after explosive spurt shot out of my engorged, throbbing cockhead, splattering his cheeks, chin, forehead, and especially the three enormous blasts over his lips and into his craw. One monster glob hung from his outstretched tongue. I put a finger under it before it dropped, pulling the stream up to deposit it back onto his licker.
"Swirl it around in your mouth, Davy. Get a good taste of my cream then swallow it all down. You'll love it!"
Obediently, Davy sloshed it around as I scooped it from his face and pushed it between his lips. He gladly sucked it up.
"Wow, Toms! You really shot a whole lot. And it was yummy. I'm gonna do it again, I think. Yeah, Toms, it's coming up. You want me to do it in your mouth?"
"Fuck no, creep. Big brothers don't do that shit. Little brothers are the cocksuckers. Go ahead and shoot all over yourself, kid. Pump that jism out. Do it!
"DAMN!" I backed up quickly. I certainly didn't want any of the little punk's jizz landing on me. And a gusher it was! He started scooping it into his hungry mouth.
"Thanks, kid. We'll do it again later." I started to leave.
"Great, Toms! I really liked it. A whole lot. I'll be a perfect little brother, you'll see!"
"Don't worry. I'm gonna give you plenty of opportunity to prove it."
I started to hitch up my sweatpants. Davy scooted over on his knees and pulled them back down.
"HEY! Enough's enough. Back off, dicklick."
"But Toms, there's still something else I have to do before you leave. I only did half a job. Now turn around. If I'm gonna be perfect, I have to learn right now not to leave a job half done."
"Hunh?" I said, confused, but turning, curious to see what was going through his feeble mind.
Suddenly, he thrust his nose into my buttcrack and began sniffing it! "Bend over, Toms." His hand lightly pressed down on my back, then with both hands he pulled my butt apart and buried his nose in deeper. "Just as I thought!" he admonished. "This side needs a good cleaning, too. Whew! You sure don't wipe very good! Girls might like your smelly balls, but I'll betcha a dollar they don't like you to have such a stinky butthole!"
"Ah...well..." I stammered, momentarily embarrassed. Then I realized I was letting the little squirt criticize me. Me, his master!
"Yeah, so what're you gonna do about it, you little queer?"
"Huh? Am I a queer, Toms?"
"Any minute now, Davy. Any minute now. Now get your...Aah, yeah!" He was way ahead of me. I couldn't believe my good fortune. He had his face in my ass and was swabbing down my shitty deck, lapping up and down my crack, licking the outer perimeter, then stabbing his pointy tongue into the crevices of my fragrant anus, sponging the area thoroughly. I gasped and moved my legs further apart, reaching back to hold my shithole open real wide. Hardling believing this was happening, I intended to relish it.
"Oh, Davy. That's a good boy. Here, dig right in there. Drive your tongue right up inside there and clean me out. Eat out my shithole! Yeah, now press your lips real tight and SUCK MY ASS!"
He continued to go up and down, in and out, until he had sanitized my entire rectal area. Then he pulled away and slapped me on the butt!
"There you go, Toms. Spic-n-span. Now nobody would mind if they had to smell your butt." And he said all this so innocently. I just shook my head stupidly and pulled up my pants.
"Oh, shit!" I said, glancing at my watch. "I'm late. Great rim job, kid. We'll go into this a little deeper later on tonight," I punned.
I left in wonderment, still dumbfounded at my good luck. Fuck, the kid even seemed to enjoy licking the shit right offa my asshole! My mind started scheming almost immediately. I was gonna put Davy to good use!
I got home later than planned that night. I figured Davy had gone to sleep but I was on the rail, and besides, I had to put Davy through a few more paces just to make sure that his acceptance of being a loyal "little brother" hadn't been just a temporary fluke before I put the next part of my plan into effect. I made straight for his bedroom to wake him. I should have known better. The putz was in bed alright...naked and playing with his new toy while finger-banging himself with two or three exploring digits.
"At it again, hunh?"
"Hi, Toms!"
Walking to the bed, I whipped out my prick and waved it at him. "You've had all night with that thing. Got any time for this one? It's really burning up and could sure use your wet mouth to cool it off!"
"Sure!" His eyes lit up in obvious anticipation. He yanked his fingers out of his ass and made a grab for it.
"Jeez!" I yelled and backed off. "Wipe 'em off or something. I don't want your butt-scum all over my dick! Christ!"
"Sorry," he apologized. I picked a dirty T-shirt off the floor to give him, but when I turned back he was carefully licking his fingers clean!
"Fuck! What is it with you? You like the taste of your own asshole crud or what?" Shocked, I was quickly sorry I had sounded disgusted. After all, I didn't want to do anything to discourage his willingness to suck ass. I was anxious to feel his mouth nibbling my anus again.
"Well, gee..." he replied thoughtfully. "It's not so bad. Taste better than spinach. Uugh!"
"Better than mine?" I kidded, trying to steer him in that direction.
"Golly, I can't remember," he racked his brain.
"Maybe you'd better try it again then," I encouraged.
"Toms!! Does your bum need another cleaning already? You should take better care of yourself."
"But I got you, little brother," I rustled his hair. "I thought you didn't mind licking my asshole clean. Besides, this time it's just for fun. Your tongue really made me feel real good today. Hell, I might even let you do it twice a day. That way I'll always be clean and it really help to get my balls ready to make more of that cream you seem to like shoot outta my cock."
"Well, heck no, Toms. I don't mind at all. Can that be one of my regular chores? I promise to do real good at it!"
"You got a deal, little brother. You keep the shit from collecting around my asshole and as a reward I'll let you suck out my cock cream when it builds up. Now why don't you just lay back and I'll climb right up there and squat down on your face for a servicing. That way my hole will open up real easy so you can suck my butthole in comfort and get your tongue way up inside to do a thorough job."
"That's a deal, Toms. Thanks!"
I straddled my knees on either side of his belly and, reaching back to spread my fragrant buns apart, I rested back onto his waiting tongue. After some preliminary clean-up licks, I settled in to allow the boy to do his duty. For a good ten to fifteen minutes the tip of his hardened licker picked at my hole, getting into every crevice and wrinkle, then swabbing up inside to polish the smooth walls within the reach of the three inches of tongue he managed to flutter inside.
"Might as well clean the back of my balls while you're down there. Lick the sweat right off of 'em! Yeah. Now reach a hand between my legs and play with my prick while you get down to serious business and glue your mouth to my butt and suck that hole right into your mouth. Pull those asslips down your throat if you can. Suck real hard, Davy. That's it, kid. KEEP SUCKING AT THAT HOT ASSHOLE!"
I pushed out with my sphincter muscles, pushing my anus out for his contented, mindless suctioning of my shithole. He was really getting into it. Looking down, I watched his dripping boner bouncing up and down of its own feverish accord. Having my ass, cock and balls being taken care of, I decided what the hell...give the kid a break. I ran my finger over his cockhead and ticked the big vein along his shaft with his slippery precum.
Now don't get me wrong. It wasn't because I wanted to handle his sticky big prick, but it didn't cost me nothin' to give him a little teasing, and besides it made him excited and he put even more energy into my rim job.
"OH, FUCK!" I couldn't stand it. I lifted my ass up and scooted back. "Gonna blow, cocksucker, I can't hold off. You're suckin' the asshole right out of me! Here, suck on my knob and I'll give you a real nice mouthful of hot jizz to drink."
"ME TOO!" he cried, before pulling my throbbing cockhead between his lips and nursing the juice out of it. It hurt having my cock pulled back so hard between my legs, so I bent down for ease. This brought me face-to- face with his big dick, and I was having such a thunderous orgasm I grabbed it and started jacking him off. Half a dozen slippery strokes later he let loose. Cum spewed from the head of his cock in torrents! Shooting up in buckets, it splattered my face and chin. I didn't want to ruin my own orgasm by moving out of the way, so I just closed my eyes and withstood it. Panting like a lunatic in the throes of pleasure, I stupidly forgot to close my mouth. Sure enough, a monstrous glob of Davy's spurting cum bombarded the back of my throat and covered my tongue like a lava flow on its way back down. I had my eyes closed, remember? So it wasn't my fault I had the curious taste licked and swirled around my mouth and swallowed before I realized what it was...now is it?
I immediately wanted to start spittin' but instead I just kept jackin'. After all, Davy couldn't see what happened. He couldn't see my drenched face dripping with cum bolts. I quickly grabbed the dirty T-shirt and started to wipe my face, but not before actually licking my lips. I must have been cum-shocked or something cause I swear I didn't mean to do it!
"That was lots of fun!" gushed Davy, glassy-eyed. "Would it be nasty and dirty if I said your...ah...butthole...tasted wonderful?!"
I laughed. He was gonna be a quick learner. "That's downright filthy to say, Davy. You're gonna be a great filthy little cocksuckin', asslickin' little brother. Keep up the good work!"
He beamed! The stupid little bastard actually beamed!
"Maybe you'll let me watch you shit sometime, OK?" he asked enthusiastically.-
"WHAT?!" I shouted. The smile left his face in terror when he saw my disgusted expression at his perverted suggestion. "That's sick!" I pointed a finger at him accus--ingly. I calmed down, realizing it was only his lack of wits, and put an arm around his shoulder. I didn't want to ruin the good time we'd had...and especially the good times in the future.
"Aw, it's okay, kid. We had a swell time, didn't we? I just don't want you goin' overboard, ya know? Hell, maybe I will let you watch sometime. Who knows? Lookin' can't hurt now, can it? You just kinda took me by surprise. We'll talk about it later, alright?"
"Sure, Toms. Whatever you say. I just mean..."
"G'night, kid. Don't go stroking the skin off that fat bone now."
Work was slow again, so I split for home right after lunchtime. I figured I'd hurry in time to feed Davy a nice cum blast for his lunch. I was too late! Davy was already eating when I'd made my way through the kitchen and down the hall to the living room where I heard low moanings.
The muffled sounds were coming from our young black newspaper boy. The kid was kneeling on the couch, his face nearly buried in the cushions, and Davy's face buried deeply in the boy's little upthrust ass. Davy knelt on the floor, also naked, continually prying those buns apart and slurping up and down the hairless asscrease.
I was shocked but not surprised. What a hunger! The bastard couldn't even wait 'til I got home!
"Cleaning buttholes, Davy?"
He was startled, but not in the least fearful or guilty about being caught. The paperboy, however, looked around in fright and embarrassment. He started to straighten up but Davy grabbed his hips quickly and pulled his butt back to his quivering tongue. Satisfied his playmate couldn't budge, Davy looked around at me, smiling.
"Hi, Toms! You know Carleton, doncha? I talked him inta gettin' his butthole cleaned up." The boy began to squirm again.
"So I see! Aw, just relax, Carleton. It's ok. Don't matter to me if you like Davy swabbing down your deck. Just don't go spreading it around, you hear?"
He dumbly nodded his head and began to relax. Obviously the delight he was experiencing from getting his virgin asshole slicked down was too intense at the moment.
"I'll just sit over here and watch for a while." From this new position I could see a strange something I couldn't see before. Squinting my eyes and bending forward I figured my eyes were going crazy because I coulda sworn I saw...'SONOFABITCH!" I sprung up in horror. "DAVY, WHAT'S THAT TURD DOING ON THE FLOOR BETWEEN YOUR KNEES?!!"
Carleton let out a sickly moan then quickly turned his head toward me and blubbered, "He made me do it! I told him I hadda go shit real bad, I told him. But he wouldn't let me up, honest! He said he just hadda watch me do it, and I...well, by then I just couldn't hold it back."
"Boy, was that sumpin' Toms!" cried Davy, finally tearing himself away from the little black shithole. For a second it gaped open from his furious tonguing. I was amazed at how pink it was inside. Guess I never thought about it before. What am I saying?! Of course I never thought about it before. Why would I ever think about the color of the inside of a black boy's asshole?!"
"Oh, you shoulda seen it!" Davy continued exuberantly . "It just squeezed right outta there, big and smelly, right into my hand. It was so exciting! I almost let it go in my mouth, but I didn't think you'd like for me to do something THAT NASTY, Toms, so I just watched and...well, I did kinda lick it a little. Just couldn't help myself, I guess." He shrugged his shoulders and gave me a moronic smile. "I was just cleaning Carleton up when you came in. You don't mind if I blow his pecker, do you, Toms? I kinda promised him."
"Damn! Suck him, blow him, lick his fat turds all you want. I don't give a shit!" Funny, I was feeling a little put out.
"I know, Toms," he giggled. "You wouldn't take a shit for me to watch so I was real happy when Carleton had ta go. His old hole was already spreadin' open when he wanted up, but I just pushed my tongue up inside and I got a really, I mean really hard boner when I knew I was lickin' right on it! And then I licked all over it while it was coming out. Boy, that was fun!"
I just shook my head in disgust and left him to finish the kid off. I hadda think.
(To be continued)
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