ETHAN:

    When I was little, my dad was more like a brother and a friend rather than my father. Incredibly, we were only ten years apart – literally two children growing up together, raised by Dad's parents. My mom was hardly in the picture and I didn't think too much about it. As I got older, I realized she had more kids and lived with them in a place called Texas. I never thought of them as my half-siblings; I was much closer to my cousins who lived in Pennsylvania. Until, one day, Mom's son Dennis came to live with our grandpa.

    "Can I ask you something? What's it like having siblings?" I asked Dennis on the Monday night of my spring break. It was an unusual question for me to ask but we were both high, smoking weed in Grandpa's backyard.

    "It's alright, I guess," Dennis shrugged. "They just do their own thing. We're not too close."

    "Isn't it wild how you and I didn't really know each other all these years?" I said. "And now…"

    "And now I've sucked your cock?" Dennis giggled.

    "Exactly," I confirmed with a smile.

    My brother and I both burst into laughter, when we were suddenly startled by a voice coming from the other side of the fence.

    "Dennis? Is that you!" someone shouted. A moment later, a red-headed teen's head appeared over the fence.

    "Hey Wyatt!" Dennis greeted the neighbor.

    "I thought I could smell you," the ginger guy said, probably referring to the smoke. "Mind if I join ya?"

    "Sure, c'mon," Dennis beckoned him.

    "Hold on, lemme just grab my phone," Wyatt said and he disappeared. In his absence, I turned to my brother and I asked,

    "Is that guy cool?"

    "You mean, will he tell Grandpa about us smoking weed in here? Nah, he's cool," Dennis said. I knew the last thing my brother needed was for Mom to find out he'd been consuming drugs, even if it was only weed. Tonight, I was the one who'd provided the pot, and I figured it wouldn't be too bad for Dennis to have some as long as I kept an eye out for him, like a big brother should.

    Wyatt reappeared and he jumped the fence. When he hopped into our yard, I realized just how athletic he was – almost undoubtedly a football player. 

    "This is my brother, Ethan," Dennis introduced me.

    "I think I've seen you before," Wyatt told me while giving me a strong, manly handshake.

    "Yeah, I drop by every now and then. I'm here for a week now for spring break," I explained.

    "It's weird to think you guys are brothers," Wyatt said.

    "Half-brothers, but yeah," Dennis nodded, handing his blunt to the hunky neighbor. 

    "You have a couple of brothers as well, right? You all look alike," I said to Wyatt.

    "Yup. We're triplets," he nodded while taking a hit.

    "Triplets, wow. You guys must be close," I said.

    "Pretty much. We only moved here a year and a half ago. Before that, we had to share a room our entire lives. So we… got to know each other pretty well," Wyatt said vaguely. I could only imagine how well a boy might get to know his brothers, going through puberty while sharing a room with them.

    Wyatt hung out with us for about half an hour before going back to his house to do some homework. I checked the time and I told Dennis we better go inside as well. "Grandpa's faculty meeting will be over soon. Let's go in before he catches us smoking here."

    We had some leftover pizza, and since we were both moderately high, my brother and I decided to spend the rest of the evening in our room, away from our grandfather. Dennis and I got down to our underwear and played video games for an hour. Suddenly, I thought to ask my baby bro a question: "So, that Wyatt guy's pretty fit. Have you two ever hooked up or something?"

    "We… have," Dennis admitted with a giggle. "He was there the first time I had sex. Meaning, the first time I got fucked," my brother explained.

    "He was there? So somebody else was doing the fucking?"

    Dennis just nodded and grinned mischievously. 

    "Who? One of his brothers?" I asked.

    "Nope. Our math teacher."

    "You got fucked by your math teacher?! And it was your first time?! And how the hell was Wyatt there?" I had so many questions.

    "It took place at school. In the boys' locker room showers. Mr. Crane caught me sucking Wyatt's dick there, and it led to the two of them spit-roasting me," my brother explained nonchalantly, as if this was the most normal occurrence in the world.

    "Damn, bro. I've done some freaky shit in my life, but you're right up there with me," I noted.

    "Really? What've you done?" my brother wanted to know.

    "Why don't you guess?" I teased him.

    "Have you… ever fucked a guy?" 

    "I have," I confessed. 

    "Was it good?" he asked with a grin.

    "Like nothing else," I confirmed, smiling back as I relaxed back onto the pillows we'd piled behind us.

    "Well maybe you can show me how good," Dennis said, raising one eyebrow and doing his best to sound seductive, though he slurred his words a little which made us both giggle. We were still pretty high, and the laughing turned into a moment of poking and tickling. Then Dennis reached for my bulge and his lips found their way to one of my nipples as he freed my growing cock. I sank back even more to enjoy what my little brother was doing, and before long his lips had moved lower and were surrounding my sensitive dickhead. His tongue lapped at the leaking slit and I was rock hard in no time.

    While I knew I'd be immensely satisfied with another outstanding blowjob from my little brother, I was hoping our recent conversation would lead to something more. So my heart raced with excitement when Dennis stopped sucking my cock and briefly stood up, only to straddle my legs and beginning to sink back down, his ass directly over my throbbing shaft. I started to reach for my cock to hold it steady, and was amused when he batted my hand away and reached under himself to grip my boner himself. I grinned, realizing Dennis was trying to show me he had plenty of experience. Now that I knew he wasn't just messing around with classmates, I had to wonder just how adventurous my brother really was. For the first time, I seriously considered letting Dennis know I'd fooled around with several other male members of the family. But for now, maybe it was best to focus on the two of us.

    My brother sat down on my cock and had half of it in him right away. Our eyes met as he gripped my shoulders for support, and I could tell from his expression that he was enjoying the slow penetration that followed. He sighed deeply as he sank down on the rest of my shaft, and his tightness felt more and more amazing as I got deeper into him. We both moaned softly as his glutes settled down onto my pelvis. Dennis had taken all of me, and pretty quickly. I could tell he knew what he was doing, and due to our positioning he was going to be in charge of how fast and hard this was. My cock throbbed again inside him, already knowing that this would be a fuck to remember.

    Dennis proceeded to raise himself up again and then come back down, faster than before. He picked up speed, going faster as his ass loosened up. I placed my hands at his hips, resting them there gently as opposed to pulling him down. He was doing just fine on his own, and I really just wanted the additional skin contact with him. I slid my fingers lower and kneaded his ass cheeks gently as they pounded up and down on me.

    We kept going like that for several minutes, and during most of that time Dennis was looking at me right in the eye while he fucked himself on my throbbing cock. It felt even more intense than I expected, and I felt the hotness of it all wash over me in a way that was somehow both new and familiar. "I'm fucking my little brother! This is so fucking wild!" I thought to myself.

    I was getting close and sweat was now pouring down my back as Dennis kept up the rapid pace. Suddenly, there was a knock at the door. Shit, Grandpa! I was ready for Dennis to hop off, at which point we'd probably scramble to get our underwear back on and somehow look presentable. But my brother just kept going! And I could swear the dirty grin on his face got even bigger. The thrill of possibly getting caught wasn't lost on me, though it still wasn't the way I hoped this would end.

    "You boys want something to eat?" Grandpa asked through the door. My heart raced even faster, thinking he might be on the other side with a tray of food, about to walk in.

    "No, thanks!" both Dennis and I shouted, almost in perfect unison. We shared a very brotherly snicker, even as Dennis continued to bounce up and down on my cock. I was suddenly extremely close to cumming. All this thrill and tension had me right at the edge. "We had dinner already," Dennis added loudly.

    "Okay, then. You boys enjoy yourselves," Grandpa added, and a few seconds later we heard his office door close. It wasn't a moment too soon, because right after that I starting blasting my load up into my brother's ass, while he kept relentlessly fucking himself onto my pulsing cock.

    "Oh shit" I exclaimed, louder than I'd expected. "Fuck... fuck!" I panted, suddenly tightening my grip on Dennis's hips and holding him down so that I was balls-deep inside him. The rest of my load found its home in his belly and he relaxed forward, pressing our sweaty chests together while we both caught our breath. We remained in that position for several minutes, wrapping our arms around one another and enjoying our new closeness.​​