The Speechless Brothers Part 1
This story is based on characters from the now cancelled television show Speechless. I don't own these characters. This is pure fiction. I welcome your comments. chubbyboyinbama@yahoo.com
Ray had been helping his big brother JJ with everything for as long as he could remember. Having a brother in a wheelchair (who is also non-verbal) was tough sometimes, but for as crazy as their family was, nobody minded helping out. Ray, his mom and dad, even his acerbic sister, were all so used to helping JJ with everyday things that it never would have occurred to any of them to mind.
Once Ray was old enough to help JJ in and out of the tub, it had become his job to help JJ with his nightly bath. JJ had little modesty around his family, the result of having family members dress and undress you. Ray had of course noticed that JJ's dick was much bigger than his own, but had originally chalked that up to JJ's being older and having gone through puberty earlier than Ray. Ray was a late bloomer, but even once he had started developing, he had noticed that JJ was much bigger than he was. Ray, who was had just begun to figure his own sexuality, couldn't help but steal a few extra glances at JJ's cock while he helped him bathe.
Erections weren't uncommon either. JJ was a growing boy, full of hormones like any teenager. Ray had never measured of course, but he guessed that JJ was probably 8 inches when erect. This seemed even bigger in comparison to JJ's slim frame and near hairless body. One night, as Ray yammered on about some problem he was having with someone at school (Ray always seemed to have some problem to stress over in his life), he was gently washing JJ. JJ was erect (as he usually was during bath time those days). Ray gently wrapped a wash cloth around JJ's boner and gentle pulled back his foreskin to clean the head of his cock. Both DeMeo boys were uncut like their father. The DeMeos though that circumcision was an outdated and barbaric tradition.
But this time, as Ray gentle pulled back the skin to reveal the head of JJ's cock, he heard JJ make a quiet grunting sound. JJ was non-verbal, and when he was in the bath, he didn't wear the pointer device that he usually used to communicate. Ray looked at JJ as he grunted. "Pain?" Ray said. Ray had immediately stopped talking about his own problems and focused all his attention on JJ. During a bath, a grunt could mean JJ was in crisis. JJ had a grimace on his face, but he gently nodded "no" as he looked at Ray. Ray had stopped washing, with his hand around the wash cloth, which was in turn around JJ's big erect cock. Ray was never a calm person, but now he was singularly focused on JJ and as calm as could be. "Do you need out?" Ray asked quietly. JJ nodded no again, swapping his glance from Ray to his own cock.
"I'm not sure what you need," Ray said kindly. "But if you are ok, I am almost done here and then we can..." Ray was cut off mid-sentence as JJ's cock erupted in his hand. The first shot of JJ's hot cum struck Ray in the face and in his open mouth. Ray didn't realize what was happening at first, and instinctually snapped his mouth shut. He was too shocked to move away, and looked down at JJ's cock in his hand just in time for the second shot to hit Ray in the eye. Ray finally realized what was happening, feeling JJ's massive cock throbbing in his hand as he watched four more thick ropes of jizz spurt out of JJ's cock and land in the sudsy water. JJ grunted with each spurt. Ray would later think that these grunts sounded different from any of the other grunts that the non-verbal JJ would use to communicate.
JJ gently writhed in pleasure as his orgasm subsided, but then quickly looked back to Ray in horror. JJ was embarrassed and perhaps surprised that he could be embarrassed in front of his brother, who had seen him in some pretty personal situations. Ray was mesmerized by the spitting cobra in his hand, but finally looked up at JJ's face. Ray's own face was covered with jizz that slowly dripped down his cheeks and chin. One of Ray's eyes was closed and sticky with JJ's semen. JJ was mortified at what had happened, and for a moment, he thought Ray was going to freak out, but after a long pause, Ray burst into laughter. And despite his embarrassment, JJ laughed too, perhaps with relief more than anything.
Ray grabbed a towel and wiped his face. In a moment of clarity, as his face was covered from JJ's view by the towel, he quickly swallowed the small amount of JJ's cum that was still in his mouth rather than spitting it into the towel. He didn't think about it, he just did it. He would later think about it and find that he loved the taste, and the experience of having a man jizz on his face. Maybe it was weird that it was his brother's cum, but Ray learned a lot about himself that day.
Later, when they were done with the bath, and JJ was dressed in pajamas and in bed, Ray had retrieved his pointer device and they had a long talk about what had happened. Mercifully, their sister wasn't home yet and they had the room to themselves. JJ had apologized and Ray had said there was no need. Teenage boys had hormones and those hormones made them horny. Ray had sheepishly admitted that he had started masturbating only a few months earlier with the arrival of his first whisps of pubes and underarm hair. You had to, or what happened in the tub would happen more often. The only way to prevent it was to "empty out the pipes."
Then had come an uncomfortable realization. JJ had only limited function in either hand. Ray, perhaps more out of compassion for his brother than anything else, had suggested that he try to see how much stimulating he could do on his own. Ray had gently positioned JJ's hands around his cock, but JJ had only be able to do so much masturbating with his range of motion. So Ray had offered, and JJ had agreed (though a little reluctantly), that when they were in the tub, if JJ needed "a little tug", Ray would "give him a hand." JJ had at first seemed embarrassed by the whole thing, but eventually, both could see the humor in this pragmatic approach.
And so, the new bath time ritual was that once all the bathing had been complete, Ray would quietly ask, "Do you need a little tug?" JJ would almost always enthusiastically nod yes, and Ray would silently grasp JJ's massive cock and gently stroke it until JJ would contort slightly and grunt softly before spurting jizz either straight up and back down into the water, or back onto his own chest and belly. Ray was always careful not to aim it at his own face (no matter how badly he secretly wanted to). The first few times, Ray tried to avoid eye contact with JJ while he was stroking his cock. But the third or fourth time he gave JJ "a tug," Ray glanced at JJ's face to find him staring intently at Ray. Ray felt a little uncomfortable with the eye contact, but he maintained it and quickly realized that it heightened the experience for JJ. From then on, Ray would almost always maintain eye contact the entire time. Ray found he enjoyed the grimace JJ's face made when he orgasmed. Ray found himself thinking about these encounters as he lay in bed at night and his hand, the hand that had hours earlier been wrapped around JJ's cock as it pulsated cum into the air, that hand would slowly find its way under the waistband of Ray's pajamas and wrap itself around Ray's own five-inch erection.
On the rare occasion that their sister was away for the night and the two brothers found themselves with the room to themselves, Ray would offer to "tug" JJ as he lay in bed. At JJ's request, these sessions would include a pornographic video playing on a laptop opened and positioned on JJ's check. JJ couldn't easily access pornography usually, as his mother or father or sister might see, but Ray had given JJ access to the kinds of things that a growing boy needs to explore, but doesn't necessarily want his mom to know about. On these occasions, Ray would slide a sock down over JJ's enormous dick and gently stroke it while JJ watched the porno. JJ usually wouldn't take very long to cum, his body contorting and his quiet grunting letting Ray know when he was finished. The sock having prevented the need for any cleanup, Ray would put the laptop away and bid JJ goodnight because going to his own bed to think about the taste of JJ's semen as he beat his own meat to orgasm.
After six months or so of one or the other version of this ritual taking place almost nightly, it was bath time and when Ray had quietly asked if JJ needed a tug, JJ had gently shook his head to say "no." Ray didn't think anything of it, but honestly, he was a little disappointed. Ray still wasn't sure if he was gay or bi or something else, but he knew how much he enjoyed stroking his big brothers cock. After the bath, Ray had gotten JJ into bed and was dressing him. Ray had already replaced JJ's pointer device and he noticed the red dot on his own hand as he was gently putting each of JJ's feet through the legs of his sleep pants. The pointer on the hand was a common gesture of JJ's when he needed to get someone's attention. Ray looked first up at JJ and then up to the board on the wall above the bed. This was similar to the board on JJ's chair. It featured letters, numbers, and commons words or phrases that JJ would point to with his pointer in order to communicate.
"Your mouth," Ray read quietly out loud. "Again please," Ray said quietly, not looking away from the board. Having to have him repeat was not uncommon. JJ was so practiced at using the board to communicate, he could easily point faster than Ray could read. "Put it in your mouth," Ray read JJ's words. "Put what in my.." Ray turned to look at JJ as he spoke and stopped mid sentence as he did. JJ had positioned the red dot of the pointer on his own cock, which was once again rock hard and sticking up. Owing to its large size, JJ's cock tended to lay back on JJ's stomach when it was hard. It went past his navel. But when it was very hard (as it was now), it would occasionally hover just above JJ's belly. Of all the muscles that JJ had little control over, the muscle that allowed him to tense his cock and move it gently, wasn't one of them.
When Ray realized what JJ had said, he repeated it quietly as he looked at JJ's thick meat gently moving up and down, as it inviting Ray to take a taste. There was no need for Ray to repeat it quietly. They were alone in the house, with their sister away at some sporting event and their parents and their various jobs and side hussles. But it seemed like the kind of thing that you should whisper. "You want me to put my mouth on it?" Ray looked at JJ's face as it moved slightly. Ray knew that JJ was communicating on the board, but he couldn't look there just yet. He was looking at JJ's eyes. JJ wasn't kidding. He wanted Ray to put his mouth on his cock. Ray looked almost reluctantly to the board. "Yes. Please. S.U.C.K suck it. Please." Ray read the words quietly, embarrassed to say "suck it." There was so much that they could have said. JJ could have explained that he wanted to do some of the things that he had seen in videos and that he really didn't have anyone else he could try them with. Ray could have said that he had also wanted to try certain things with a guy. But they didn't need to. There brotherly bonds were so strong. They had learned to communicate so well, that those things didn't have to be worked out ahead of time. Ray was quiet for a few moments before he said, "Are you sure you want me to do this?" JJ looked Ray in the eyes with a serious stare and nodded "yes."
Ray, ever the nervous sort, quickly stood and locked the bedroom door. This, in typical Ray fashion, wasn't really needed, but his careful nature made him do it anyway. JJ was still mostly nude with his pants still just over his ankles. He was shirtless. Ray, who had decided that he was for sure attracted to men, took a moment to admire his big brother's nude body. His build was slight, not unlike Ray's. JJ was almost completely hairless except for his hairy pits and the light brown pubes around the base of his enormous cock. Ray had surmised that JJ must have inherited his big cock from their father. Ray had occasion several times to see their Dad's cock, most often when Ray was trying to enjoy his own bath and his father would barge in to take a piss. Privacy was a rare thing at the DeMeo house. While he had not seen it hard, Ray figured that their Dad's flacid six inches likely grew to 8 or 9 when hard. This was based solely on Ray's observation of JJ's dick. About six inches soft grew to likely over 8 when hard. Ray had not inherited this trait from their Dad. His own cock was fives inches when erect. He was smaller when hard than JJ was when soft.
Ray knelt beside the bed and placed his hand gently around the base of JJ's cock. JJ smiled at the touch and Ray looked intently once more at JJ, "Ready?" Ray said in a whisper. JJ just smiled and nodded. Ray took a deep breath and eagerly put his head down over his big brother's cock. Ray's head, for once in his life, was empty. Of the thousands of thoughts he could have over thought in that moment, Ray found a simple clarity in that moment that almost always eluded him. Ray thought of nothing but the giant cock in his mouth. Ray began to gently push his head down further onto JJ's cock. Ray kept pushing until the tip of JJ's monster cock touched the back of his throat. Attempting to mimic things he had heard and seen in porn, Ray (with some effort) relaxed the back of his throat, and with another gently push, caused the tip of JJ's cock to slide past the back of his throat and down into it. Ray quickly realized that he had no gag reflex, and began to a slow, up and down, motion, allowing a few inches of JJ's cock to slide first down into, then out of his throat.
The taste was remarkable. JJ's cock was freshly cleaned, so it tasted at the same time like nothing at all, but also of a gentle saltiness. Ray knew that JJ usually oozed copious amounts of precum during their "tug" sessions, and he surmised this was that delicious taste. Ray also remembered that first time that JJ had accidently cum on his face and Ray had tasted it. This was like that, but also different. Ray was just thinking that he could probably do this forever, but just as he was settling into a rhythm, he felt JJ's cock somehow grow thicker in his throat. He felt JJ's body tense and then he felt as JJ began to cum down into his throat. The sensation was almost more than Ray could stand, but he pushed his head down onto his brother's cock as hard as he could, eagerly taking all of his load down his throat. His only regret was that he couldn't really taste it.
When JJ had finally finished, Ray reluctantly pulled his head off of JJ's cock, taking a moment to milk the last drops of sperm from JJ's dick before letting JJ's still hard cock tall from his mouth. Aside from a small strand of spit, there was no evidence of JJ's orgasm. Ray had swallowed every drop. Ray cleared his throat with a small cough, relishing the taste of his brother's jizz in his throat. They didn't talk much. Ray was silent as he finished dressing JJ for bed. Ray was expecting JJ to tell him something and was a little worried that perhaps JJ was angry or regretted what they had done. But after JJ was finally dressed for bed, Ray noticed the red dot on his hand. He looked not at JJ but at the board on the wall.
"Thank. You. That. Was. A.M.A..amazing." Ray read aloud to himself. He looked back at JJ's face to see him smiling a huge grin. Ray loved it when JJ smiled. Ray, searching for something to lighten the mood further said, "Just give me a little warning next time huh?" This was a calculated statement. He was trying to get JJ to confirm that all was well. And he secretly wanted there to be a "next time." Ray glanced at the board. "For. Sure. For. Sure."
They laughed and talked for a while before they finally settled in for bed. As Ray lay in bed that night, he furiously masturbated his small, hard dick until he came in his sleep pants. His throat was a little sore from the quick beating his brother's cock had given only a few hours earlier. He could still taste the vague bitter saltiness of his brother's jizz. He hoped he never stopped tasting it. As he fell asleep, he decided he would not tell his brother how much he had liked it.