OCTOBER 2004 | HENRY:
For the past three days, I had been a man on a mission: sneak into my big brother's room. Unfortunately for me, Jared was like a dragon in his lair, watching over his possessions and only leaving when absolutely necessary. He was 17 and allegedly doing "college prep" in all his free time, but I knew better. I'd been to his room before and I'd seen all of the porn mags he hid in his closet. In between study sessions, I'm sure he spent plenty of time "unwinding" with a magazine.
I wasn't trying to slip into my brother's room in order to get my hands on his porn, though. I'd gone through those rags years ago. Most of them featured solo women, so my interest in them didn't extend beyond the excitement of doing something "forbidden." No, the reason why I wanted to get into Jared's room was to use his digital camera.
Three days ago, when walking through my recently-discovered cruising ground behind The Hungry Stag, I'd stumbled upon a couple of men fucking and videoing it. When they caught me creeping, they asked me to help them out and hold the camera for them. So I did; I filmed them until the big, burly top had shot his load right inside the eager bottom's ass. It was my first time witnessing another person's cumshot so close by, and it was mind-blowing!
The next day, I asked my brother if I could borrow his camera every now and then. My intention was to take it with me when I went cruising, so I could take pics of some of the used condoms I found there or even video another sexy couple doing it. Of course, I would be careful and delete all the evidence before giving the camera back. However, Jared's answer was a terse "No."
"Christmas is coming up. Ask Dad to buy you a camera," he'd said.
This pissed me off. I mean, Jared didn't even use his camera or take it anywhere! If I occasionally helped myself to it, he probably wouldn't even notice. So I decided that's exactly what I'd do, even without his permission.
The problem was: my brother hardly ever left his room other than to go to school. Back when he used to have a girlfriend he would hang out with her, but now he was single and never went out. I waited until Jared had gone to take a shower one evening, then I snuck into his room and started looking for the camera. I wasn't sure where he kept it, so I moved quickly since I didn't have too much time. I was hoping my brother would decide to have a wank in the shower (something I often did) so it would take him longer.
I didn't find the camera in any of the desk drawers, and the second place I thought to look was Jared's closet. I looked in the bottom, where he kept his porn, but there was nothing there except the dirty magazines and a pair of underwear. Since it felt weird to the touch, I brought it closer to my face to examine it. It was a pair of black boxer briefs, and they were super… crusty.
"Oh my god!" I gasped silently when I realized it was dried cum. My brother probably used these undies as his jizz rag! Moving on instinct before I even knew it, I buried my face in the crotch of the boxer briefs. The smell was overpowering, unlike anything I'd ever felt before. There must be weeks and weeks' – if not months' – worth of cum on them. I instantly boned up, feeling my cock throbbing in my pants. But no, I couldn't afford to get distracted! I was here to find the camera. I took a few more big whiffs of my brother's cum-soiled undies, and I got back to my search.
I found the camera in the drawer of Jared's nightstand. I also found a few condoms there, which made me laugh. With a pulsing erection still in my pants, I was just about to run off to my own room when I realized I probably had a bit more time. Moving rapidly, I went back to my brother's closet and kneeled in front of it, taking his cummy underwear back in my hand and bringing it to my nose. "Fuck, this is so wrong but so hot!" I thought as I inhaled Jared's jizz. With my other hand, I freed my boner from my pants and started stroking. I was so fucking horny that I was already on the edge.
I was too aroused to think properly. So, I crossed another line: I stuck my tongue out slowly, nervously, and licked the dry patch of cum on the cotton fabric. It was my first time tasting cum; I'd never even sampled my own before. It was weird because it was dry but I could still feel the taste. I moved my tongue in and out of my mouth three or four times, until my balls exploded and I started blowing my teenage load all over the floor. Thankfully there was no carpet there; I shot my cum over the hardwood floor and then I used my brother's boxer briefs to clean it up, shoving them back into the closet afterward and quickly leaving the scene of the crime like the creep that I was.
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The next day, right after school, I went to the cruising area with my brother's camera in my hand. I was hoping to stumble across some steamy scenes, but it was a slow day. I only saw one guy walking around with a hand on his bulge, but he quickly turned away from me when he saw me approaching. I returned home that evening without having used the camera I'd tried so hard to snag.
Back in my bedroom, I did my homework for the day and decided to rub one off before sleep. I tried to decide whether to do it in bed or in the shower, when I realized I could use Jared's camera to film myself jerking off. I'd never done something like that before, and as soon as the thought came to me I knew I had to do it.
I got in bed and pulled my pants and my underwear down to my knees. Within a couple of minutes, my cut cock was hard and ready for action. I took the camera and switched it on, ready to make my first X-rated home video, only to be faced with a blinking red light and a message: MEMORY FULL.
"Shit," I swore. My brother had used up all the memory. And I couldn't delete anything without him knowing, rendering the camera useless to me. With my right hand still wrapped around my boner, I used my left thumb to press the cam's tiny buttons and see what sort of stuff my brother had filled up all the memory with.
I was NOT expecting what I saw! Jared had always been so strait-laced. His grades were excellent, and as far as I knew he never drank or smoked. Even the porn he hoarded was boring, just girls with their tits out. I was two years younger and even I knew there was a lot more exciting and freaky stuff out there, especially if you went looking on the Internet. So I was shocked to see that my big brother's camera was full of photos and videos of his dick. Not just his dick but his hard dick, being stroked and fondled. In half the pics his mushroom head was covered in teenage precum. I recognized his lanky fingers, holding the hilt of his dick and brandishing it like a sword, or otherwise tugging on his smooth ball sack.
"Fuck," I muttered, working my own cock with my hand while going through my brother's camera. Maybe Jared wasn't as boring as I'd thought. His prick sure looked interesting enough. Kinda like my own, but… older. Bigger. It had my undivided attention as I got to a video in the camera roll and pressed play.
The vid was short, around 20 seconds, but it played on loop on the tiny screen. In it, my brother stroked his cock up and down, breathing heavily while documenting his manliness. Jared was a high school senior, and all of my fellow sophomores looked at the seniors like they were grownups already, envying their impending departure from our school. The senior girls' breasts were sometimes bigger than our teachers', and a couple of them were teen moms already. The boys looked like adult hunks ready to take over the world. My own brother always looked too nerdy for me to take him seriously, but now that I was looking at his throbbing tool I realized Jared was also sexy as fuck.
I'd read several fictional incest stories about brothers online. In some of them, the brothers were adults; in others, they were teenagers… just like my brother and me. I decided that maybe one day I'll write a story about this – going through my brother's camera and finding videos of him jerking off. Even though he was fairly modest I'd seen my brother naked a few times when we were younger, but never with his dick hard like this!
I moved on to the next video. This one was a bit longer, 45 seconds. I pressed play and saw Jared jacking extra fast, like he was in some sort of competition. I could immediately tell that he was on the verge of cumming in this video, and that he was working his boner so hard with the purpose of emptying his nuts as soon as possible.
I sped up my own strokes, matching the speed of my brother. Jerking off while watching him do the same made it feel like he was here in the room with me. Just like all those stories I'd read of brothers having a wank together. I wondered how many people that sort of stuff actually happened to. Maybe more than we imagine.
Seconds later, my brother let out a loud "FUCK!" that played over the cam's tiny speaker. With my eyes wide, I watched as my teenage bro shot his cumload all over himself. He was coating his entire chest and belly in pearly-white jizz, shooting one of the biggest loads I'd ever seen! It pushed me over the edge, making me blow my own nut all over myself.
"Fuck," I panted at the same time as Jared. I saw his toes curl in the video and realized mine were doing the same exact thing. (I wonder if it's genetic.) I continued to cum as the video replayed for a second time. Finally, when I was done, I scooped up my spooge and brought it up to my lips, tasting it and imagining I was swallowing Jared's straight-boy cum instead.
By the time I was done, I'd lapped up all my sperm so there was no need for further cleanup. I turned the camera off and set it aside. I knew I had to return it to Jared's room before he noticed; apparently he made more use of it than I thought. I decided I'd sneak back into his room the next time he was in the shower. But first…
I got up and walked to my desk, thankful that I had my own computer in my room. I plugged the camera in and transferred all of Jared's photos and videos. That night I stayed up until 2:30, jerking off and cumming five times to videos of my big brother.