Not so little brother: Chapter 10

It has been a long time since I’ve updated this series and I’m really happy I’ve gotten back to work on it. I’ve gotten a lot of e-mail about it since the last time I updated and I’m sorry if I’ve neglected to respond. It wasn’t my priority. I’ve tried to be better at responding lately and will continue to do so. As always, you can e-mail me any questions, comments, critiques, etc at cboyny@gmail.com. I hope this chapter has been worth the wait.

Note: Due to new rules, all the ages in the series have been changed. The original versions can be found on Nifty.


Chapter 10: Vice Versa


I couldn’t believe it. I’d gone to bed with Steven sleeping in the other one. This vacation had been so amazing but tomorrow was the last day; it had to end. And it seemed to be ending the way it started: with Steven and me sleeping separately. I didn’t want it to end.

I was awoken at some early hour by Steven crawling into bed with me. I smiled to myself as I felt my heart quicken. He couldn’t deal with sleeping in the other bed any more than I wanted him there.

“Charlie?” he whispered, “You asleep?”

“Yes” I whispered back.

He wrapped his arm around me, seeking out my hand to hold. I grabbed his hand and squeezed it tightly before rolling onto my back so I could look at him. Even in the dark he looked cute. No matter what happened there was no way I could be mad at him. He was my brother and, now, he was my lover.

“I’m sorry” we whispered to each other almost at the same time, causing both of us to smile.

“I really am sorry” I said, “I love you. I don’t want to push you. If you want to keep it between us for now I’m ok with that. I really am”

I thought I could live with that. I hoped I could. It was better than losing what we had.

“Are you sure?”

“Yeah. You’re worth some sacrifice.”

My little brother leaned over and kissed me. We’d kissed many times now, often while he was fucking me, but I still loved it each time. But this wasn’t a kiss of lust. This was a kiss of caring. He backed off and looked into my eyes. We stared into each other’s soul for a second before I lifted my head up and touched my lips to his. We kissed again. He pushed his face against mine, forcing my head back down against the pillow. My dick hardened quickly. From lovey to lusty in 30 seconds flat.

I snaked my hand under the covers and down my brother’s body. Finding his cock was easy. At his length I didn’t have to reach his crotch to find it. It was hard as iron with the head just north of his belly button. I couldn’t see it, but I could picture it in my mind’s eye. It truly was a perfect cock. I trailed my fingers up the length until I got to the head, half-covered in his foreskin. My finger ended up touching a small dollop of precum oozing from his pisshole. I took it and brought it to my tongue. We kissed again, sharing his sweet juice.

I wanted his dick. I really was a slut for my brother’s cock. I couldn’t tell you why other than that it felt amazing when he was deep inside me. It just felt right. And when he hit my prostate I wanted to scream in pleasure. That too. I loved that.

I started to roll over onto my stomach, giving my brother access to me.

“Wait.”

“What?” I asked impatiently. I just wanted my hole stuffed. Now.

“I…I want you to do me.”

He looked a little sheepish as though he’d said something forbidden and shameful. He wanted me to fuck him?

“Are you sure?”

“Yes. I want to feel you… Will it hurt?”

No shit Sherlock.

“Well, I’m not as big as you but I guess so?