ben54writes:This is how it started. A long road trip, the endless miles from where we had come
ben54writes:This is how it started. A long road trip, the endless miles from where we had come and where we were going stretching in either direction. It was easy for us to forget what we were to each other. Easy to forget that if we were home, this would never have happened. But it was day three of our cross country adventure, with another two days of hard driving on the horizon. We were tired from sleeping in shitty motels, had too much caffeine from energy drinks flowing through our systems, it was late, and we were horny. I’m not really sure how the subject came up, but my brother was the first to ask the question. “Have you ever fooled around with a guy?”I’d snorted a bit at that. “No. Have you?”He got quiet for a moment, than nodded. “Yeah.”That surprised me. My brother was a bit of a ladies man - had his fair share whenever he liked. Before I could follow up with another question he continued, “It’s different, but not bad. Kind of nice actually. Guys normally have a better clue what they’re doing. Less fumbling and awkward shit.”“Huh,” I said, but my mind was spinning. I’d never really thought about a guy in those terms, never actively pictured it, but I realized I didn’t find the idea unappealing. “What did you guys do?”He shifted in his seat, turning to face me a bit more. “We were at a movie, and this really explicit sex scene came on. It was kind of turning me on, and he just leaned over and put his hand on my lap.”He dropped his hand into my lap. Long fingers stroked the inside of my thighs, and my breath hitched at the contact. “Then he did this.”“What did you do?” I managed to get out. “I put my hand in his lap and started rubbing him too.” He spread his legs a little more. I let go of the wheel and began to mirror his action. His own hand was getting progressively closer to my bulge, fingers teasing the edges. I was fully hard, my dick pressing firmly against my jeans. I shifted closer to his wandering hand.“Then he grabbed my dick, and then we jacked each other,” he said. His hand curled around me, squeezing through the fabric. I moaned at the contact, my own hand scrabbling for his cock. Then both our jeans were open and his hand was on my dick and it was new and perfect and good. Barely any cars were on the road - a small relief because I wasn’t thinking about anything but how he felt in my hand as I stroked him and how fucking great it felt to have my brother touching me. “I’m gonna cum,” I groaned, spilling into his hand. He jacked me through my orgasm moaning as he finished too. I glanced over at him when he lifted his hand to his mouth and licked, staring me straight in the eye as he did.“You taste good little bro.” He grinned. -- source link