Hi everyone, this is my first big story. I have lots of ideas, so please let me know wether you liked it or not, so I know if I should go on. Enjoy ;)

All the characters in this story are 18

The men in my family are known for two things: our length and how hairy we are. The older we get, the hairier we are. My father has thick black hair growth in almost every pof his body and my uncle actually has to comb his chest hair every weekl to prevent it from getting serious tangles. Fortunately, I'm only 21, so I don't grow out hair like a gorilla yet. Some of it is slowly starting to grow on my back and upper arms, but honestly, that's not worth mentioning yet. My beard on the other hand, was already fully grown when I was only fifteen years old, which attracted quite a bit of attention from the girls in school. I also have big, brown bushes growing out of my pits, thick, dark brown hair on my chest, stomach, legs and ass and when I let my pubes grow out fully, a big, black bush with long thick hair will appear. I used to let it all grow out, as it grew back in no time anyway. But when I started studying at seventeen, I quickly noticed that hairy guys were a lot less popular with the ladies than the trimmed or clean-shaved ones. When I told my father this, he bought me a trimmer that very next day and on the same evening he taught me how to trim my entire body. That is, my chest, stomach and armpits, because I wanted to keep my pubes be fully grown for a while.

Okay, so let's fast forward. I'm 21. It's summer 2024 and I'm standing in the bathroom of my parents' house. Tonight, my father is coming back from being deployed for six months. He's an emergency room doctor in war zones. It's tradition that after every homecoming, we see my father again in my uncle's restaurant. My uncle, my parents, me and my little brother Mika. Mika turned eighteen last week and that's why this time our father is treating us to have dinner at the most expensive restaurant in town. Mika and I have never eaten this fancy before, our father even made us rent a kind of suit. That's why I'm standing in the bathroom: I haven't touched a trimmer or razor all summer and now my body actualy looks like that of a gorilla. Honestly, I actually feel like I look my best being as hairy as this. As an alpha male, I like to show off how much testosterone I produce. But when it comes to sweat and body odor, that's not something you want to get through twelve courses in a fancy restaurant with. I smell just as manly as I look.

The bathroom is still full of steam from the extra long, hot shower i took just now, and I get a good look at my naked body in the mirror to decide which parts I will and will not trim down. My balls are a bit smaller than normal, since I just released a huge load in the shower. Taking a long shower just makes me really horny. And looking at myself in the mirror for too long apparently does the same, my dick is starting to stiffen slightly. I grab the base of my shaft. My hand can't get around it fully, it's way too thick for my thumb to touch my index finger. I slowly slide upwards and my cock rises up again. Then there's a knock on the door. It's Mika, it can't be anyone else, my mother was already on her way to my father's barracks to drop off his suit. We wouldn't see him until the restaurant. 'Yes? What's up?', I shout back, as I quickly start looking for a towel. 'Can you help me for a moment?' I hear Mika say from behind the door. I still can't find a towel and grunt out: 'Yes, wait a minute Mik, I'm kinda in the middle of som-'. As I say that, I hear the door open. It all happens very quickly. I turn around and in the doorway stands Mika with a mini towel around his waist, shocked and open-mouthed, looking at me with huge eyes. I follow Mika's gaze downwards and only now realize that my dick is standing straight up. As I quickly try to hold my hands in front of my dick (to be honest, two hands weren't enough), Mika shuts the door. 'What the fuck, dude, what were you thinking?' I call out from my side of the door. 'Sorry bro', Mika squeaks from his, 'I didn't know you were... well... busy.' 'I wasn't busy', I lie. 'Oh', Mika mumbles doubtfully, 'okay, you know, well, it seemed that way'. 'Well, it wasn't.', I say fiercely. 'Oh' In a split second, my intuition takes over and I decide that I'm not going to feel like the one who just got caught. Its time for big bro vs little bro - match. 'Ha, did you think I was jerking off? Dude, I wasn't even hard yet.' It's quiet on the other side of the door for a moment. My hard-on has now dropped to a starting semi. I know Mika definetly doubts about whether I'm telling the truth, so before I give him a chance to respond, I call out: 'Well, just come in, now you've seen all of it anyway.' There's another moment of silence. 'Maybe I'll just wait until you're done,' Mika mumbles. I quickly check to make sure I'm fully boner-free, then I walk towards the door and swing it open. 'Can I at least use your towel then, bro? I can't find any in here.' I lift my arm and let it lean against the doorway, while I stand with my legs spread in front of my brother. My balls and cock are swinging heavily through the air. I can see my little bro looking at it, and immediately looking away again. He can't seem to watch me in the eye, his gaze keeps wandering to my hairy body. To my chest, my stomach, my cock, balls, legs, feet, back up to my cock, my nipples, my arms, my armpits and then he gets a fright when he sees my eyes. 'Just kidding', I laugh at him. I drop my arm, quickly pinch his nipple and walk back into the bathroom, towards the mirror. 'I don't need no towel.' Mika has turned insanely red, he laughs scornfully and I see his hands struggling to hide something under his towel. He carefully takes two steps into the bathroom. 'So what I actually wanted to ask', he begins. I look at myself in the mirror and fill up the sink with hot water. 'Yes...', I say. 'Well, I actually wanted to ask yesterday, but you were here really late and I didn't know if you still had energy, so I left it, but -' 'Just say it', I interrupt him. 'Yes, oh yes', he says nervously.

I turn to him, he looks straight at my dick and immediately away again. I walk over to him, grab his face and tenderly whsiper: 'Mik, calm down, man. I'm your brother, you know, I'm won't bite.' Then I give him a kiss on his forehead and walk back. I can feel exactly what that does to him. I've got him around my finger. A game is being played that I'm going to win, that much is clear.

When Mika has gathered the courage, he comes to stand next to me and looks at me through the mirror. 'Dad once taught you how to shave everything off, right?' He surprises me. 'Uhm, ha, yeah, why?' 'I want that too.' I look back at him. Then I take a good look at his body. It has changed a lot, actualy.

Mika wasn't as hairy as me when I was fifteen. In fact, the past two years he has always been very insecure about his body hair. With such hairy men around him, who all had a big bush of pubic hair when they were eleven, Mika felt like he had failed when he only had enough hair around his dick to be able to see it when he was sixteen. His armpits were also still bald for quite a long time, his beard had not yet fully grown when daddy was sent out 6 months ago, and there was absolutely no chest hair whatsoever. But now that I took a good look at him again, I saw that he had made up for lost time. His beard was almost fullgrown, his legs were dark, his belly was getting a full coat of fur and his chest was at least twice as full and thick as it was six months ago. I couldn't get a good look at his armpits because he was still holding his hand in front of his dick.

'Okay, Mik, I get that. Man, look at you, all changed. You're really becoming a man, dude. You're starting to look really really good,' I say as I look him up and down. It flatters him. I stroke the hair on his chest. He sighs a little. I run my hands through his chesthair and make two subtle turns around his right nipple with my middle finger. Just slightly enough to make it seem like I'm doing this to feel his chesthair. I feel him holding back a moan. Then i take my hand back.

'I was just planning on trimming myself, so if you take dad's trimmer, you can basically just follow what I'm doing.' 'Oh yes! Amazing, yes!', Mika answers a little too enthusiastically. It triggers me to turn up the game a bit. 'Oh but shit... yeah, fuck..', I mumble. 'What? What shit?' 'Yeah, well.. I don't know if dad would like it if it is me who teaches you this and not him. After all, it's really intimate..' 'Well, then he doesn't have to know, does he? Then I'll just pretend I didn't do it and wait for it to grow back.' 'Oh..', I say mischievously, 'do you really want your big brother to be your teacher that bad?'. I laugh a little teasingly. Mika gives me a push. 'No way. I don't care who teaches me. I just don't want to stink, that's all.' 'Sure', I tease him and I push back, just a little harder. Then, what I was hoping to happen, happened. Out of a mixture of tensed enthusiasm and sexual arouseness, Mika pushes both hands on my chest, steps towards me and pushes me back, harder than i pushed him. While I fall back, I feel his hands squeezing my pecs. I slip out a low moan. But just before Mika has his hands around his towel again, I see a glimpse of his cock. I don't know if Mika noticed it himself, but through the towel and his hands, I had a full view of his enormous shaft, straight as an arrow, full of veins, at least 22cm long cock, with a dark pink glans at the end, soaked with pre-cum, half covered by his thick foreskin. His balls were thicker than mine, maybe even fuller. I was shocked by my own physical reaction. My cock started to swell too. I'm not the most difficult when it comes to sex, but I'd never gotten so hard, this fast from a cock before. At most, some jerking off and blowjobs with friends. Fortunately, my hardening dick was short-lived. I quickly stood with my thighs against the sink and clamped my semi-hard cock between my legs and the sink.

'Okay, youngster, what you think about this: you take a hot shower and then I'll get all the suplies we need, okay?' 'Yeah, great,' Mika says, and he walks towards the shower. I watch him. I see how he opens the shower curtain, takes off his towel and steps into the shower. Wow. My brother doesn't have a butt anymore. He has an ass. A real fuckable ass. A hairy, young, fuckable ass. With a hole, probably tighter then ive ever seen before. My cock starts to rise and swell, and this time it doesn't seem like it'll go down soon. When Mika closes the showercurtain, he slowly turns his upper body back to me and takes another look behind him, where he sees me. Me, with my cock hard as a rock, watermouthing for his ass. Hungry for him.

Damn. Guess I got caught. After all.