This story involves teenage male/teen virile oral examination sex between brothers. If you do not like this type of thing, please stop interpretation here. This tarradiddle really happened to me.


I think all son do it at least once…

As male child are growing up and start to memorise about erections, masturbation, and sex, I think they all play around with another boy's phallus at to the lowest degree once. Usually they find out about girls, pussycat, and sex and they don't ever think about early male child again.

As I was growing up, I lived in a very rural expanse, and sex was a subject that was never touched openly. My parents never told me anything about sex. At shoal, our health teacher talked briefly about sex in a mates class ( one about male anatomy, and one about female person anatomy ), but the theme of intercourse, or former sex acts was never really discussed. We were all left to read about sex on our own, usually through older brothers and sisters or Friend telling about their experiences.

I had managed to memorise about masturbation by chance event in the shower one day when I was about 13-14 old age old. I practiced that every chance I got, when one day about a year later, I happened to pass my Old Brother elbow room and saw him looking at a playboy magazine because he had forgotten to fully close his door. He was laying on his bed slowly stroking his severely member and I don't think he noticed me. A few days later, I sneaked into his room and found his hoard and swiped a couple to look at myself. I didn't know what I had found at the meter, until I started to browse through them. I had grabbed a Penthouse and a Hustler. Needless to say, I had many a great onanism session with those magazines. A few calendar month later, I went back to reckon for some new material and I grabbed a pair more wheeler dealer. While I was leafing through one of them, I found some Polaroid photo marking a picture series. One of the photos had my comrade sitting in a chairwoman with a nude cleaning woman sitting in his lap. The adjacent pic had him behind her doing her barker fashion. The last photo had the woman sucking my brother's cock. Needless to say, I almost came in my knickers when I saw those photos of my brother, and I masturbated to them many times.

A few hebdomad later, my brother hadn't closed his door again, and he was laying there stroking himself while looking at a magazine again. I watched for a few seconds, before I quietly went into my elbow room and stripped to masturbate to the powder magazine & photo I had taken from my blood brother's room. I almost had a heart blast when he walked in, still nude and he handed me a brace more of his street girl magazines and told me that if I wanted more to just let him know, but I needed to go on them hidden from mom. I was just staring at his heavy cock, and I don't know where it came from but I blurted out"I want to try you."

"What do you stand for ?"he asked.

"I want to try to blow your cock."I replied

He asked me if I was trusted, and I could only nod my nous yes. He stepped towards me as I was sitting on the edge of my bed. I leaned forward and held his pecker in my hand for a second, then I leaned my human face in and sucked his cock into my oral fissure. I managed to get about a third gear of his cock in my mouthpiece and I sucked on it, not knowing what I was doing. After a piddling bit ( maybe 45-60 seconds ), I stopped sucking and sat back up asking him if I was doing it right. He pushed me back on my bed and took my severely footling penis into his backtalk completely, while rubbing my ballock with his hand. He bobbed his head up and down a few times before I felt that fuzzy feeling I got right before ejaculating. He lifted up smiling a little and my penis was getting mild, but I didn't feel the same as when I would fuck off myself. It didn't feel like I had actually ejaculated, but I was getting sonant as if I had. He quietly left and I laid there with the new cartridge holder and tried to get hard and masturbate, but I fell asleep fairly quickly. I woke up still naked and with one of the magazines on my belly.

My brother and I never talked about that incident. I kept sneaking magazines from him for the next few years and I'm sure he knew I was doing it. I would occasionally find a new Polaroid of him and the fair sex in one of the cartridge clip, and I even found a few of a man sucking my blood brother's cock, or my Brother sucking the man's turncock, but they never showed the man's face. When I got to hump the owners of a local restaurant, I realized that the womanhood was the one in my brother's pictures. I could never be plus, but I was betting that the person taking most the polaroids was her husband. I never tried to use that information, or those polaroids to my advantage though. To this day, over 20 years later, I still feel I owe my sidekick a decent blowjob, and I still regret that I never tried to use those pictures to my advantage. It wasn't until I was in my second semester in college before I ever had sex with a girl, but I have never received a blowjob from anyone former than that one my brother gave me. To this day, I do still take mentation and fantasy about having sex with another man, or involving another man in sex with my wife, but I have never had the courageousness to hire it any foster. Who knows, maybe I will someday ...