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[FONT=verdana][SIZE=3]Even after all these years, I have the memory of how his cock tasted and felt, the heady and illicit joy of tasting his cum... and cum that I shared a common source with. I can "feel" him on top of me, fucking me with intense focus and, yeah, sometimes, I thought he was taking his anger and hatred of me out on my hole... and I strangely didn't mind.

I can remember the feel of his mouth on me; he was a master cock sucker and a determined one, I have to say; he never failed to get me off. I can remember the look on his face as I'd get lubed up to fuck him... and I'd see both his dislike for me and his desire to feel me inside him - it was kinda unnerving, to be honest. Once inside him, he'd fuck back against me shamelessly; neither of us were talkers during sex but I'd often hear him muttering, "Yeah, this is some good dick..." or other things like that.

We'd finish and some unspoken acknowledgment would pass between us that said that even though this was good and all that, tomorrow is another day and one where we just might try to kill each other. I don't know how other guys got along with their brother(s) but my relationship with him was very damned weird.

I remember one day where we fought over some dumb shit he started and we got sent to our room... and the sex we had was off the hook and I'm surprised our mother didn't barge in to see why we were making so much noise. We got finished with each other... and he punched me dead in the face saying, "This shit ain't over, motherfucker..."

I gave him one hell of a beating and today, I laugh at the image of us being naked and trying to do serious harm to each other. He said, "Enough! I get so fucking tired of you kicking my ass!"

"I get tired of kicking your ass," I said.

"Bring that dick over here," he said, waving me over to where he sat on his bed... and I went without giving it a single thought. He could have done some serious damage to me... but he never did but he let me know how unhappy he was about getting his ass kicked via the furious sucking he gave me that had me looking to see if he'd drawn blood or I was missing some skin.

Weird and all those other things associated with this. It happened... and I don't regret or feel shame about any of it: It just was what it was, nature really at work and probably the way it's supposed to work.[/SIZE][/FONT]

[FONT=verdana][SIZE=3]After I wrote yesterday, I got to thinking about a few things like how some guys might... feel some kind of way about this, whether this is how they got their start or not. I also thought that we should tell our stories so that we can learn and understand some shit so that we don't have any shame when it comes to our desires for men, their cocks and their asses.

Someone here asked me if I missed having sex with my brother, who died, shit, over 30 years ago now and the answer was that I did. I've been with a lot of guys in a lot of situations but he was that one constant. We'd fight like rabid dogs and with malicious intent... then we'd "kiss and make up" and for the longest time, I wondered if he picked fights with me so we could screw each other silly later.

He denied it when I got around to asking him... but he did so with a sly smile on his face, telling me that even though our dislike for each other was real and genuine, he was smarter about this than I was - it just was what it was. I remember telling him one day that this was some really weird shit we had going on... and he just laughed.

"I don't have any regrets," he said after he stopped laughing. "I wanted it, you gave it to me, end of story, right?"

He had a point and one I had a hard time denying. Sordid. Nasty. Forbidden and highly illegal... and still a fact of life we don't really want to say much about... and I'm saying something about it so that other guys can learn some shit.

I remember him on his birthday and on the day he died... and I have mixed feelings about losing my only brother to a senseless death. Like most, I try to remember the good times... and a lot of those times were all about us having sex.[/SIZE][/FONT]

[FONT=verdana][SIZE=3]The little brothers, after a bit of resting, took their turn with us. I couldn't wait to feel my brother's cock spreading my hole open... but Greg looked like he was about to freak out so since we were lying so close to each other that I could have kissed him, I just said, "Relax - it'll be in you before you know it..."

Eddie took that moment to push against his big brother's hole... and they both gasped. Greg looked like he was confused or something and Eddie looked like he had died and gone to heaven. I laughed to myself and settled in to be fucked.

"Let's change!" Eddie said and, for a moment, I was pissed to feel my hole empty... but Eddie wasted no time getting his dick inside me. He was smaller and a bit thinner in girth than my brother but it still felt good to have a dick back in my ass.

"Fuck me," I whispered and Eddie did his best to fuck my brains out or as well as a 13-year-old could manage. Beside me, my brother was wailing away in Greg's ass; Greg's face was a mask of concentration and I could imagine he was trying to deal with that curious pleasure/pain thing.

My brother came in Greg's ass and Greg said, "I can feel it!"

I would have laughed but Eddie was fucking me as hard and fast as he could and I think he was getting frustrated because he wanted to cum and couldn't... yet. I squeezed down on his dick a few times, heard him curse - then felt his dick swell a little before it starting pumping sperm into my asshole.

Ah... what a heavenly feeling... until Eddie pulled out and left me with that ugly empty feeling I still hadn't gotten used to.

We're on Greg's bed, all sweaty, funky, and sticky between Vaseline and sperm... and three of us were watching Greg for his reactions and I could see some tears sliding down his face.

"I don't know why I never did this - why we never did this," he said, looking at his brother.

"Took you long enough," Eddie said. "I thought I was gonna have to give you an invitation!"

We all laughed and I asked Greg, "How do you feel? You okay with all of this?"

"I guess I'll be okay... but we're gonna do this again, ain't we?" he asked.

"That's up to you and Eddie," I said. "We gotta get home before our mom leaves for work. Call me later if you want to."

I didn't hear from Greg for almost a week but he eventually called to apologize for not calling because, um, he'd been busy; I got the hint just fine. We eventually got together and talked about his busy time; he had said that he and Eddie were making up for lost time.

And that was the last time I saw or heard from him.

I don't know why I was thinking about him to begin with but one thought led to another thought and I found myself here talking about having sex with your brother.[/SIZE][/FONT]

[FONT=verdana][SIZE=3]Since Greg's parents were going to be away that weekend, he picked this time for the four of us to get together. The little brother's took the initiative by sucking us first and even trading brothers; Greg's brother, Eddie, turned out to be a very good cock sucker and a glance at Greg told me that he had an appreciation for my brother's oral skills. I thought they'd switch back... but they didn't and I happily flooded Eddie's mouth with cum and listening to my brother moan appreciatively as Greg unloaded.

"Wow," was all Greg could say as the little brothers took our place on the bed and we knelt before them to suck their dicks and, as they did, we switched brothers and, um, well, things didn't go well for Eddie; I tried to eat his cock right off his body and it didn't take him long to lose control and dump some pretty tasty cum in my mouth. I sat back with Eddie to watch Greg finish off my brother and, again, the look on his face was memorable as he swallowed.

"That was fucking amazing," Greg said; to me, he sounded like he was drunk but, yeah, I understood how he was feeling. "Now what?"

"Now you stick your dick in my ass and fuck me," Eddie said - and you could tell he was really looking forward to this.

"I don't know if I can," Greg said, looking over at me.

"Just go for it, man," I said, making use of the Vaseline I had brought with us to lube up my dick and my brother's ass. "Watch..."

My brother was on his belly and I mounted him, sighing as my dick slid into him with familiar ease.

"Oh, shit..." Greg muttered and I don't think he was even aware that Eddie was applying Vaseline to his dick as well as his ass.

"Come on, dude, stick it in me!" Eddie said, lying down on his stomach.

"Yeah, Greg, do it to him," my brother chipped in.

I looked at Greg, he looked at me and said, "Fuck it; if I'm going to hell, it's gonna be for a good reason..." and pushed his dick into his little brother's asshole.

The only sounds in the room were those of heavy breathing, a lot of moaning and cussing and that obscene slurping kind of sound of greased dicks going in and out of greased assholes.

"Fuck, I'm gonna cum..." Greg said.

"Do it," Eddie said, his voice barely heard thanks to his face being partially buried in a pillow.

I was looking at my own dick filling my brother's ass and feeling myself getting close to losing it - then I lost it. I think I heard Greg groaning or something but I was too caught up in my own release to really pay attention to what was going on just mere inches away.[/SIZE][/FONT]

[FONT=verdana][SIZE=3]"I think I need to," he said. "Come with me."

We went to a secluded part of the park and I introduced Greg to the joys of cock sucking. I knew he was anxious and all that so it didn't take long for him to fill my mouth with cum and I watched him to see how he'd react after the fact, knowing that some guys pretty much freaked out once they realized what just happened.

"Oh, my god," Greg said. "That was fucking amazing!"

"Thanks," I said.

"Your turn," he said as I got to my feet.

"You sure you wanna do this?" I asked.

"Yeah... if I'm gonna ask my brother if I can fuck him, I gotta be able to suck his dick, right?" he asked.

I just nodded and pulled my very hard dick out for him to suck. It took him a little while to get used to it and I told him I was gonna cum, his signal to stop sucking... but he didn't stop (and I kinda knew he wouldn't) and I liked the look on his face as my cum shot into his mouth and he got that first taste; it wasn't an, "Ew, that's nasty!" look but it wasn't a "I really like this!" look either.

"Your dick is big," he said. "Your brother can take it in his ass?"

"Yeah," I said, shrugging again. "He's used to it. You're pretty big, too."

He just smiled and we walked out the spot and found another bench to sit on and keep talking about this brother thing.

"So this ain't really unusual, is it?" he asked.

"Not where I come from, no," I said. "I'd say that it's pretty normal, to be honest; if you're gonna have sex with a guy, sometimes the perfect guy is your brother, you know, if he's down with it - it just kinda makes sense even though it's forbidden."

We talked for another hour or so and, after exchanging phone number, we went our separate ways. Later, I was telling my brother about it - after sucking each other off - and he said, "Wouldn't it be cool if all four of us could get together and do it?"

I thought it would be but I wasn't sure I wanted to put that on the table and, as it turned out, I didn't have to because Greg called a couple of hours later and suggested that the four of us get together.[/SIZE][/FONT]

[SIZE=3][FONT=verdana]I got to talking about this because I had been thinking about a guy I knew that I haven't seen or heard from in decades and thinking about how we met; my brother and his were screwing each other. I remembered meeting him that day after my mom sent me looking for my brother and found him with his friend just walking in the park and as I delivered the message, the other guy's brother was approaching from the opposite direction. Introductions were made and both younger brothers went home as ordered, leaving us older brothers in the park and laughing over how we both got sent to do the same job.[/FONT]

[FONT=verdana]Somewhere along the line, "Greg" asked me, "Do you know that your brother is fucking my brother?"[/FONT]

[FONT=verdana]"I figured as much," I had said. "I don't think those two really have much in common, if ya know what I mean."[/FONT]

[FONT=verdana]Greg laughed and told me about the day he secretly watched them sucking each other off. "It was pretty hot... but I wonder where they learned that shit?"[/FONT]

[FONT=verdana]I wasn't of a mind to share with him how my brother learned it but I was a little surprised that he hadn't figured it out. We took a seat on a bench and kept talking and he started telling me that since that day he saw our little brothers sucking each other off, he wanted to have sex with his brother... which led to him asking me if I had did it with mine. So I fessed up, feeling I could trust him and the highlight of this part was watching him squirm on the bench and with a noticeable tent in his pants.

"How can you have sex with him? That's incest!" he said.

"Yeah, I know... but it is what it is," I said. "He came to me one day and asked me to do it to him and, well, I didn't say yes at first... but I didn't say no either... but I eventually said yes... and we've been doing it ever since."

"Wow," Greg had said. "I've never done it with a guy so I don't even know how to ask, let alone ask my brother!"

"You just ask," I said with a shrug. "He's either gonna say yes or no."

"If I asked you to suck my dick, would you?" he asked.

"If you wanted to, sure - I don't see why not," I said honestly.
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[FONT=verdana][SIZE=3]Today, when I learn of the many guys who got their introduction to dick with their brother, it's not something I find unusual or shameful, although the very notion does shame a lot of guys and that's understandable. It's a fact of life that our prudish society doesn't want to acknowledge... but a fact of life that they are aware of just the same.

Or, really, what's the point in warning boys about not doing something that is never supposed to happen? You warn them and hope that your warning is enough to keep them from "experimenting" with a sibling or other boys and ya got to know or at least understand that chances are that's exactly what they're going to do and for no other reason than to find out why they're being told not to do it to each other.

I grew up watching and knowing that brothers did each other as well as doing it with my own brother... and because everyone involved wanted to. In our 'hood, no brother I knew of was forced to do it although I had heard such stories outside of our 'hood... but that was there and not where we lived. If anything - and kinda expected in a way - a lot of little brothers got their older brothers to give them the dick by "promising" to rat them out which, I think, more often than not gave older brothers the perfect "excuse" to do what they wanted to do with their brother in the first place - they just needed some incentive, as it were.

Do I feel bad about the sex I had with my own brother? Not at all. Not because I'm morally corrupt or anything like that - I just understand the truth that is hidden. Brothers have sex with each other and if they're of a mind to; it's always been this way and will always be this way and to act like this ain't the truth of things doesn't make sense. If you did it with your brother, cousin, whoever, fine; if you didn't, that's fine as well; not everyone goes this route but, again, a lot of guys get their love of dick this way. Some found it not to their liking and this, too, is to be expected... doesn't ever change the fact that many found it very much to their liking.

I even know that my own sons checked each other out and they don't know that I know nor do they know how many times I caught them doing it... but I knew they would. I could have rained down punishment like a monsoon... but there was no point in beating them down for something I knew they were gonna do although I did my duty and said that if they were gonna play around with sex - and I didn't specify what kind - they'd be smart to never get caught doing it before they were ready and responsible. And I laugh because as far as they know, they never got caught.

Sordid? Horribly nasty and all that? That depends on whether or not you believe what you've been told... or you know the truth.[/SIZE][/FONT]

[FONT=verdana][SIZE=3]My friend noticed that I wasn't paying attention to him and wanted to know what was going on; his brother just shrugged and I sat there thinking about whether to tell him or just say, "Nothing!" and let it go. But he wasn't gonna let the matter dropped and was, in modern terms, being a drama queen about it so I said, "You know little dude there wants you to do it to him, don't you?"

Well, nope - he didn't know that. His little brother, in what I'll call a moment of boldness, even told him that he was mad with him because all the other guys loved doing it to him - but he never even acted like he wanted to... and he knew that his big brother was doing it with the other guys in our "gang."

You could have bought homeboy for a penny, which didn't stop him from doing his drama queen thing... but his little bro cut him off by saying, "You're such a square and a dummy! If you don't do it to me, I'm gonna tell mom and dad that you do it to boys!"

Uh-oh. Instead of responding to this threat, he looked at me and asked, "Have you guys been doing it to my brother?"

"Sure," I said and, no, I wasn't worried about him wanting to fight me; he knew I'd kick his ass and after he picked a fight with me before.

Well, he was mad about that but I found out later that he was mad because he hadn't known what his little brother was up to. I expected him to beating his little brother up for threatening to rat him out but, instead, he asked, "If I do it to you, are you gonna rat me out?"

"Nope!" his little brother said. His face was glowing with anticipation and, yeah, I wanted to see what was gonna happen next myself; was he gonna do it to his brother even if to save his own ass? I figured he would; didn't figure on him doing it right then and there, though. I dunno - maybe he thought his brother - and me - was lying; he pulled out his dick, which was already very hard, and said, "Prove that you've been doing it!"

And little bro proved it... in spades, I'd say. He made my friend cum in under a minute and I remember the looks on both of their faces. My friend was shocked and his brother was happier than a pig in shit and with traces of cum on his lips. But the drama queen had the nerve to ask me, "How come you never told me?"

"Not my place to tell you," I said. "Besides, I thought you knew."[/SIZE][/FONT]