This is the continuation of the beginning of my sexual relationship with my real brother.

Check out PART 1 here: https://www.reddit.com/r/gayincest_stories/s/ydw0VHmUsL

Some details have been adjusted to make it internet safe. Everyone, as depicted below, is at least 18 years old. Justin 20, me 18.

After Justin’s sexual urges got the best of him that day in the pool, he kept his distance for a while, but our silly arguments and fights pretty much went away completely. I can’t say that was a good thing because he basically pretended like I didn’t exist. That is, until a few weeks later when I came into the room, and he was there, on his lower bunk, completely naked, jerking his dick.

He acted surprised that I was there, saying that he thought I was up the street with the neighbor, but I was pretty sure he wanted me to catch him. True, I did go up to the neighbor’s a lot after school. That’s another sexual saga that began not too long after the stuff with my brother…that’s for another day. As for Justin, it made a lot of sense for me to catch him like that because, if I acted on it, and he knew I would, I was the gay one, not him. I paused for a second, and decided I didn’t mind that at all. I walked over, stood immediately next to him, and wrapped my hand around his meaty member.

He moaned slightly at my touch, and his dick stiffened in my hand. He flashed me a smirk, laid back on his pillow, giving me full access to his crotch, and closed his eyes. My own cock pressed hard against the inside of my jeans, as I worked him faster and faster, paying extra attention to his dilated dick head. Then, he moaned louder. He started thrusting along with my strokes. He was basically fucking my hand, now wet with precum, and the friction we were creating was on another level. Then, he just pushed my hand off.

He stood up, and commanded me to sit down on his bed. I didn’t know what to expect, but I didn’t resist. There was something about the way he looked at me. It was an animal-like look that left no doubt that he lusted for his own little brother. Then, without warning, he shoved his dick into my partly open mouth.

I had never sucked a cock before. I had seen people in locker rooms and such, and wondered what it would be like, what it would feel like, but the opportunity had never presented itself, until now. I didn’t have any real method or skill, I just wanted all of it…wanted all of him…inside my mouth. I remember absolutely needing to please him. I became insatiable.

After a minute or two, he told me to take my dick out of my jeans. He wanted to see how much I was enjoying it. When he saw how rock hard I was, he laughed, and called me the f-word. “Play with yourself while you suck!” He demanded. As soon as I pulled my foreskin back, and he saw my pink, precum-covered dickhead, he lost it. He let out a moan that sounded like a growl, pushed his dick as far in as it would fit, and shot rope after rope of hot cum into his brother’s throat. I felt like I could drown.

That’s it for now. If you’re still following along, and are into it, I’ll put together a part 3. Thanks for reading.