Sibling Rivalry

Tommy was certainly no novice when it came to jerking
off. His firm grip and sturdy, rhythmic strokes sent chills
up my spine. In no time he had brought me to the brink of
shooting my load.

“I’m almost there,” I moaned. “A little faster. Oh,
yeah. I’m gonna cum. Harder. Beat my meat harder.”

The thick shaft of my cock heaved and spurted a gush of
creamy goo high in the air. I slid my hands under my ass and
squeezed the muscular mounds of my buttocks while arching my
body up off the bed. I sighed heavily as my orgasm peaked
with two more streams of cum.

Tommy whacked my explosive cockmeat until my passion had
become nothing more than a fond memory. Our bodies were
covered with our spent loads. We abandoned Tommy’s bed for
the bathroom, and a shower together.

The massaging spray and sensual lubricating effect of
the soapy lather quickly revived our youthful, male desires.
Our sexual appetites raged in the bulging veins of our
elongated cocks like a fire out of control. This time, much
to my approval, it was Tommy who, as we stepped from the
shower to dry one another, initiated the first move.

Tommy dropped to his knees, deciding to explore the
hair—lined crevice of my ass. He seemed quite impressed with
the discovery of my delicate rosebud. Every fiber of my
manhood tingled as he spread my ass open and brushed the tip
of a finger across my sensitive anal opening. I reached
between my thighs toward his face. Hesitantly, Tommy leaned
forward and licked the head of my inverted club. He sampled
my cock a second time, then a third, and in no time he was
sucking my dick like he’d been doing it his whole life.

“Do you have a spare rubber?” sighed Tommy, passionately
licking the insides of my trembling thighs and the back of my
hairy ballsac.

“I’ve got a whole box full. What have you got in mind?”

“I’ll let you fuck my ass if I can fuck yours first,”
Tommy propositioned. The arrangement seemed more than fair
to me. We wasted no time returning to Tommy’s bed.

Tommy lay back watching as I opened a condom and slipped
it over his throbbing cock. Straddling his hips, I lowered
my ass onto his organ. Once inside me, Tommy rolled me over
and hoisted my legs up over his shoulders. He may have been
in unfamiliar territory, but when it came to fucking he
obviously knew his shit. Tommy’s slender fuck-muscle felt
absolutely wonderful as he hammered away at my throbbing
hole.

“I could fuck you all night long,” huffed Tommy as he
picked up the pace.

I felt his cock twitch, then slam against my brimming
prostate. My rectum tightened spastically around his
slippery piston as a stream of transparent pre—cum oozed from
my pisshole to saturate the spongy head of my cock.

Tommy rammed his stiff pole deep into my belly and held
it there. I reached out and gently pinched the erect buds of
his tight little nipples. “I’m gonna cum,” he whined,
grinding the hairy root of his embedded shaft against the
gaping lips of my well-fucked ass.

“Oh yeah, fuck me,” I moaned. “Cum in my butt. Shoot
your big load inside me.” His cock jerked and quivered
uncontrollably as he filled the condom with his hot passion.

Tommy pulled his dick out of my ass and fell back across
the bed. He removed the condom from his withering dick and
tossed it aside as he ran his fingers roughly through my hair
and watched me unroll a condom down the length of my meaty
cock.

“Go easy on me,” said Tommy, as I hoisted his legs up
onto my shoulders. “Remember, I’ve never done this before.”

After working a generous glob of spit into his tight
little butt, I positioned the head of my cock against his
puckered fuckhole and pushed. He was so tense, entry was
impossible. “Relax, man. I promise I’ll go slow and easy.”
I felt his resistant ring of anal muscle slacken and I eased
the head of my dick inside him.

“Oh, shit,” Tommy howled. “Stop! Pull it out. It’s
too big.” His asshole clamped down on the tip of my cock
like a vise. I held his legs tight against my chest and
waited for his shock and pain to subside.

When I felt his asshole loosen up, I slowly forced a
couple more inches of my shaft inside him. His fingers dug
savagely into the mattress as I slowly began fucking him. I
pushed more and more of my thick meat inside his hole with
each downward thrust.

Tommy tossed his head from side to side, occasionally
wailing in blissful agony. But his agony was soon
transformed into raw male passion. I knew when he grabbed
hold of my ass and tried to pull me deeper inside him that I
was in for the ride of my life.

His snug rectum squeezed my cock to devastating effect.
I hammered his ass until sweat streamed down my chest. After
five or ten minutes, I could hold back no longer. My balls
slammed against his twin mounds and I buried my cock in the
depths of his princely ass.

When he realized I was cumming, Tommy reached down and
took his semi-erect cock in his fist and began to yank
frantically. I sighed as my orgasm faded into oblivion, but
kept my shriveling dick in place until Tommy had managed to
eject another hefty load of stringy jism.

* * * *

The two weeks that followed were two of the most
memorable weeks in my life. I seldom left my hotel room, and
almost never got dressed. Outside, Tommy was at the side of
my sister; in the air—conditioned comfort of our shared room
—— he was mine.

When our vacation ended, so did my fling with Tommy.
Although my sister never suspected anything about Tommy and
me, by the end of the summer she dumped him for another guy.
He moved to another state shortly thereafter, without so much
as a good—bye for either of us.

I don’t know where Tommy is today, but wherever his is,
I’m certain he hasn’t forgotten our sweltering summer.