Andrea's Brother - Part 2

I stared at the young man in his bed, his eyes remained on me and a silence fell, one that I couldn't explain. 

"Excuse me?" I said, wondering if I had genuinely misunderstood him. 

Even in the dark I could see his face turning red. 

"Nothing" he mumbled, lifting his laptop back onto his lap again. 

"What did you say, Adam?" I pressed, convinced that I had gotten it wrong and my girlfriend's eighteen-year-old brother hadn't just asked me to show him my cock. 

"I was just kidding!" He barked, and his voice was so high pitched that I knew if I pushed him any further he'd probably cry. 

"Alright, alright, chill out" I said, raising my hands. 

He stuffed his Airpods back into his ears and tried to ignore the fact that I was still standing there. 

He was confused, or perhaps curious, and I certainly wasn't going to hold it against him. We'd all been there, we'd all wondered what another dick looked like, it was completely natural. 

I chuckled to myself as I turned to leave once more, and then I wondered. 

Why not show him? I mean, technically I wasn't doing anything wrong. Morally, yes, but he was an adult now, and what would it hurt to let him see it? Plus, when was the last time that Andrea had shown any interest in me like that? 

I turned back to him. I caught his eyes on me, but he quickly dropped them back to his laptop. I don't know what had come over me, but in that moment, I didn't care about Andrea, or her mom, or her smelly sister. I didn't care about her dad and his repeated fucking stories. I didn't care about anything. 

I grabbed my trousers and underwear, and yanked them down to my knees before standing up and glaring at him. 

"Is that what you wanted to see?" I asked him, a smirk on my face as my long cock hung between my legs. 

At first, he hadn't heard me or noticed that a half naked man stood in his room, and then his eyes moved from the laptop to me and widened further than they ever had before. 

Slowly, and one by one, he removed the Airpods from his ears and his eyes travelled from my cock up to my face. 

He didn't speak, he didn't even blink, he looked shocked and I wondered if I'd been mistaken after all. What if he'd said something completely different and now I had my cock out in an eighteen-year-old boys bedroom. 

"Holy shit" he gawped and rubbed his eyes to make sure he wasn't imagining it. 

"So" I continued, leaving my pants down and somewhat enjoying the attention "do we have a deal now?" 

He didn't take his eyes away from it but nodded slowly, his mouth still hanging open. 

Once again, something came over me. 

"Do you want to touch it?" I asked, shocking both of us. 

He glanced back up to my face and I couldn't quite believe that I'd said it myself. Sure, he was curious, but I wasn't. I was twenty-five, my years of curiosity were behind me, or so I thought. 

"T... Touch?" He stuttered, and I'd never witnessed the young man become so speechless. 

I closed his door, drowning out the shouting downstairs and locked it before kicking off my trousers and boxers. 

"Just don't tell your fucking sister" I laughed, walking toward the end of his bed. 

Adam seemed to be in a state of shock. He watched me carefully, as though expecting me to burst into laughter at any point, but deep down I hoped he knew that I wouldn't do that to him. 

"You don't need to look so worried" I grinned "it's just a dick". 

It was like the young man was mesmerised by the sight of my flaccid cock, and for the first time in years, I felt wanted. 

"It's... It's so big" he said, and I could hear the dryness in his mouth. 

"It's bigger than average" I told him "but bigger isn't always better". 

I didn't want him to feel uncomfortable, especially if he wasn't as well endowed as I was. The kid had enough going on without worrying about his dick size. 

He was sitting up now, his smooth chest showing above his bed covers as he watched. 

"I... I can touch it?" He asked nervously as I reached the side of his bed and allowed my cock to hang just inches from him. 

"Sure" I shrugged, pretending like I wasn't enjoying this as much as he was. 

"I... I'm not gay... I just... It's just..." 

"You don't need to explain yourself, bud" I smiled down at him "touch it if you want, it stays between us". 

I could see his mind racing through his eyes. The idea of touching a dick was likely something that he had grown up believing to be wrong. If his father's attitude had anything to do with it, then he was certainly worried about the idea. 

The family weren't homophobic as such, but the few times the subject was mentioned, it was clear to see that none of them had much time for it. 

I, on the other hand, couldn't care less what other people do with their lives, and if a guy wants to suck a dick, then more power to him. My own brother was happily married to a man and he was happier than I could ever be with Andrea. 

"It's getting late" I yawned, my cock still dangling in front of Adam who continued to stare at it "so either grab it or go to sleep" I joked. 

He pulled his hand out from under his blanket and reached for it, halfway through he got cold feet and stopped, but a quick nod from me and he went again until finally his fingers closed around my shaft and a spark of pleasure pulsed through me. 

"I'm not gay" he said, more to himself than me. 

"Adam" I replied and I managed to steal his concentration for just a moment as he looked up at me. 

"I don't care if you're gay" I told him honestly and as he opened his mouth to respond, I continued. 

"I don't care if you're gay, straight, bisexual, I don't care what type of genitals you want to suck" I laughed quietly "but if you want to start with mine, I won't argue". 

I couldn't believe how forward I was being with him. It felt wrong on every level, and yet it felt right at that moment. 

Once again, Adam's eyes nearly burst from his head. 

"S... Suck?" He gasped and I wasn't sure whether he liked the idea or hated it. 

His hand was still gripping my cock, and I could feel it slowly stiffen. 

"Only if you want" I told him "and as long as your sister doesn't find out". 

I wasn't sure if he had ignored me or he was still trying to decide, but slowly his hand began to move down my shaft. 

I couldn't deny the fact that physically, it felt great. Mentally, it wasn't too bad either, though I couldn't shake the fact that my girlfriend's brother was holding my cock. 

"You've got foreskin" he said, eyeing my dick as he peeled back the skin. 

"I was born in Ireland" I told him "they don't snip over there" 

He nodded and slowly revealed my cock head. 

The shouting downstairs intensified but Adam seemed to take no notice of it. Perhaps he was used to it. 

"Gonna suck it?" I asked him, as my cock reached a semi. 

"Are you sure?" He replied, his hand now moving up and back in rhythm. 

"Only if you want to" I said down to him "and only if you're comfortable". 

He continued to pump my rod for a moment before nodding. 

"I want to" he told me, and looked up at me as though waiting for permission. 

I stepped closer to him and he wiped his mouth with his free hand. 

"I'll probably be shit" he laughed nervously. 

"If you're good then I'll have questions" I laughed back. 

Adam leaned toward me, opening his mouth until my cock head pushed between his lips. Another burst of pleasure ripped through me, it had been a long time since I'd gotten a blowjob. 

His warm, wet tongue slid against the underside of my shaft and sent a shiver up my spine. Even without trying, he was good. 

"Sorry" he coughed, gagging as he turned his head. 

"You don't need to apologise" I laughed "you're not the first person to gag on it"

The words had left my mouth before I realised how it sounded. 

"No, I don't mean Andrea... I mean, I don't mean your sister... I just mean... Sorry... I shouldn't..." 

"Shut up" he scoffed and sucked my cock back into his mouth. 

My legs buckled as he took it and I grabbed his headboard before he noticed. He looked good sucking my dick, his handsome face was concentrated and the sound of slurping echoed around his bedroom. 

I watched him intently, enjoying the sensation of his tongue and lips as he awkwardly played with it, gagging as quietly as he could as my cock head punched the back of his throat. 

I was stiff now, harder than I had been in a long time, and he was taking care of it, almost expertly. 

I groaned as he became braver and lifted his warm hand to my balls, cupping them as he sucked me. 

"Fuck, that's nice" I moaned lowly and noticed now that his blankets had come away from his body slightly, revealing his perfectly round ass underneath as he leaned forward and continued to take my cock. 

It was clear that the boxer briefs that he had worn to the bathroom had been discarded immediately after returning to bed. Had he been jerking off over me? 

I reached down as my cock slid into the back of his throat and pulled the covers away. Perhaps I was simply interested, or perhaps I was enjoying the sight of the barely covered eighteen-year-old. 

He mumbled into my bush of pubic hair as I exposed him. His free hand shot toward his stiff tool which was leaking pre-cum onto his thigh and his eyes stared up at me whilst his mouth remained full of cock. 

"Don't be so modest" I whispered to him, running my hand through his hair "you're sucking cock".

The realisation seemed to relax him slightly as his hand fell limp and away from his drooling prick. 

He was a decent size, at least six inches from what I could tell. Thinner than mine, and slightly smaller too, but something to be proud of nonetheless. 

I watched it twitch and swell without a touch as he continued to swallow my cock. Man, it felt good. How long had it been since Andrea sucked me off? It was hard to tell, but yet what Andrea lacked, her brother seemingly excelled in. 

"Am I doing it right?" Adam asked anxiously, pulling my wet cock from his throat and holding it in his hand as he wiped saliva and pre-cum from his lips. 

"You're doing great" I whispered, guiding him by the back of the neck until my shaft was squeezing into his mouth again. 

The sensation that his lips, tongue and tight throat were providing was becoming almost too much. I could feel him lash his tongue against my frenulum and each time he did it, a surge of pleasure rushed through me. 

His hand had returned to his wet, abandoned cock, grasping it at the base and pumping it slowly, the sight alone made me pour pre-cum down his throat. I could hear him swallow it, and wondered if, when the time came, he'd be able and willing to swallow the massive, pent up load that was soon to follow. 

Without saying a word, Adam had me hypnotised. He looked perfect in the dim light of the television. His smooth, slim body curved perfectly and for the first time in my life, I longed for him. 

I reached down and ran my hand across his firm stomach. I felt him flinch slightly but he continued to suck as I rubbed his groin and reached his cock. I'd touched one before, but a very long time ago and only as part of a game. 

He moved his hand without question, allowing me to take over but the angle wasn't right. 

"Move over" I told him quietly, and he slid across his bed, making room for me. 

I pushed in beside him, laying next to him but my face pointing toward his junk, and my cock pointing toward his face. 

He wasted no time returning to his new-found passion and as he did, I took his erect, smooth cock into my hand and slowly began to wank him. I could see his cock head glisten with his own juices and once again, something took over me. 

I leaned forward, opened my mouth and felt him slide across my tongue. His body tightened up as he gasped onto my cock. This was likely not how he'd envisioned spending his night, nor had I. 

His glans tasted sweet, yet lightly salty at the same time. I could smell the fresh musk from him, not too overpowering, but enough to let me know that he'd skipped his evening shower after basketball today. 

It was intoxicating, addicting even. I'd never sucked one before, nor had I ever considered it, and yet it was wonderful. 

I took him further, trying to hold off on draining my balls down his throat as he continued to face fuck himself on my rod. My lips parted wider as I reached the thickest part of him and he began to moan as we both sucked our first cocks. 

This was what I had been craving for so long. This was what it felt like to be desired and this was what I needed in my life. 

I swallowed the remainder of his cock, doing my best not to gag before sliding it in and out of my throat. It twitched inside, expanding and swelling with each simple motion. 

His slender hips thrust forward and I wrapped my arm around them, feeling his full, plump ass and squeezing it. 

On we went, sucking each other in unison. The sounds of sloppy, wet, passionate strokes filled the room and every second of it was amazing. 

He squirmed in my grasp, moaning and whimpering as I coaxed his teenage load from his smooth balls. 

The thought, taboo and depraved, pushed me over the edge. 

I didn't warn him. I couldn't. My mouth was too busy sucking six inches of hot, pulsing flesh. 

My balls began to tighten and my tool began to spasm as a wave of bewildering pleasure spread throughout my entire body. I knew it was the most powerful orgasm I had possibly ever had. It reached as far as my fingertips, caused me to see stars and sent my mind completely blank. 

I moaned deeply onto his shaft and noticed that Adam too, was reaching climax. 

My thick, uncut cock twitched and jumped inside his throat. I could literally feel the heavy cum shoot from my balls, up my shaft and explode into his mouth. He flinched as the first rope of seed splashed against the back of his throat, but a moment later he began to gulp. 

He thrust his hips again, desperately trying to fuck his nut out of his aching pole, and then it happened. 

A rush of sperm poured from his piss slit and into my mouth. A second one, more aggressive than the first, splattered across my tongue and began dripping down my throat as I held his twitching cock head in my mouth and used my hand to pump his shaft. 

Our moaning mixed as our bodies connected deeply. Just like he had, I swallowed the first mouthful hungrily and enjoyed the feeling of it coating my throat. Adam continued to suck, still finding seed as I fed him. 

A few minutes later and we both lay on our backs, our chests rising and falling rapidly and our cocks, wet and softening between our legs. Only the sound of heavy breathing could be heard now, but I would have stayed there forever, content against the warmth of his naked body. 

"That... Was... Amazing" he gasped, and I smiled up at the ceiling. 

"You're telling me" replied, eventually sitting up to find him looking just as perfect as he always was. 

"Don't tell my mom" he said seriously, the idea entering his head during the dreaded post-nut clarity. 

"Aw really?" I said, sounding disappointed "but I was really looking forward to telling my soon-to-be mother-in-law that Andrea's brother just swallowed my cum" 

For a second he thought I was serious, and then he watched me grin and fell back onto his pillow smiling. 

"I better go" I told him, and he nodded as I got to my feet. 

"Hey, if you do marry my sister" he asked inquisitively "does that mean we can't do this again?" 

I stared back down at his naked body, studying it for a moment before answering him. 

"Do you mind sucking your brother-in-law's cock?" I asked simply and he shook his head. 

"Then no, Adam, it doesn't mean we can't do this again". 

I walked to his door, pulling on my underwear and trousers before unlocking it. 

"Goodnight, bud" I whispered 

"Goodnight, brother-in law" he grinned cheekily.