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This is a made up story about coming of age in a household with my brother and yes it is a gay story. None of this ever happened except in my twisted old mind.
I woke up to the sound of the vacuum cleaner in the hallway. My hand went to my shaved cock, it was still smooth and soft and I looked over at Jim’s bed. His bed was empty which was not unusual for a Saturday. He usually spent most of Saturday at his friend Tim’s house.
My fingers wrapped around my hard cock and I ran it up and down enjoying the feel of it even though I had to piss before I did anything else. I saw the door move and I wrapped the sheet around me realizing I was still naked. “Are you going to sleep all morning?” Mom asked as she peeked in the door.
“No Mom, I am just getting up,” I said as she pulled the door shut.
I can’t remember when my morning erections started, but it seemed like forever and my hand automatically went there even though I could feel it just lying in bed. When it first started I thought it was just a signal to go pee. But then I realized it didn’t happen other times so it was confusing. But now I knew what happens if I rub it just the right way the feeling was so fantastic.
I stroked my cock again and loved the feeling but knew I had to move out of the bed. So I got out of bed and pulled on my sweat pants and sweat shirt and made my way to the bathroom. I looked in the mirror and loved the way my shaved cock looked. I noticed that I had missed a few hairs close to my balls so after my morning pee I found my dad’s razor and shave cream and began carefully removing any hair I could find.
My cock responded just like yesterday and it started to get in the way of shaving those tight spots. So I ran my shaving cream covered hand over it and was shooting cum into the sink in just a few pulls. I had figured out the magic to shooting my cum, shaving and well “Jim’s hand as well.”
I cleaned up my mess and with my cock now under control I headed to the kitchen for something to eat. Dad was at the table with coffee and another newspaper. “I swear I would know the man with a paper in front of his face,” my mother would tell her friends. “Morning,” I said as I pulled out a chair and sat down.
I heard the paper ruffle and looked over to see Dad staring at me, “are you feeling better this morning Larry?” he asked.
“Oh yeah,” I said just fine.
“Good then you can clean the basement, Mom has some stuff piled up to go to the thrift store. You get all that hauled out to the garage and when I am back from my golf game we’ll take it there, just you and me.” He said and up went the newspaper.
I loved helping my Dad and he knew he could sweeten any deal by promising that at the end we would work together. Mom showed me the stuff that needed to go, “Now all of this needs to be neatly placed in the boxes, I don’t want you to just stuff things in them,” she said.
There were piles of old towels, sheets, and blankets and them some clothing that had been piled around after Jim and I outgrew them. “Make sure you separate the boys clothes from mine and do it neatly,” she reminded me as I started working.
Mom went upstairs and I was left in the basement working on sorting and stacking boxes full. It wasn’t hard work, just boring. I finished the towels and bedding and started on a pile of clothing. As I reached to pick up a shirt my fingers slid across something soft and smooth. When I looked I found something I had not anticipated.
It was a pink slip, I knew what it was because I would see Mom wearing them sometimes when she was getting dressed up to go out. The lighting in the basement was just a bulb in the middle of the ceiling but it was bright enough that the pink fabric glistened. It was neatly folded lying there and I hesitated to touch it.
When I picked it up it was as if my cock was a rocket launched to the moon. It poked straight out in my sweat pants and I knew there was something special about this slip. I looked around to make sure I was alone and then I pulled my sweat pants and underwear down and rubbed the silky slip across my shaved area.
It felt wonderful, and not only did it feel wonderful there when I touched the tip of my cock I felt like I was going to cum. I pulled the slip away and clamped down my muscles to stop anything from happening, but just like in the shower, there was not stopping it. I watched as my cock bobbed up and down with each shot of cum that landed on the side of a box. It was thick and white and clung to it.
I sat down on a chair near where I was standing and tried to collect my thoughts. “How could just the slightest touch of this slip do this?” I mumbled to myself. But it had done it. My hand had never touched my cock. There was magic in this slip and I quickly refolded it as best I could and hid it under a pile of towels in the basement shower room.
I returned to work and now I inspected each and every piece of clothing hoping to find something else. But this was the only thing that I saved back. I wanted to strip naked and wear the slip but knew I needed to get my regular clothes on get the boxes upstairs.
The rest of the day was pure torture for me. I wanted to get back home and get naked, “that slip and I had a date,” I kept thinking. Jim was gone all day and later in the day Mom reported that “Jim will be sleeping over at Tim’s.” and it sounded like he would not be home on Sunday either. I loved the idea of being alone in our room tonight, I wanted to wear that slip and not be interrupted.
Later in the evening on Saturday I said I was tired from all the work in the basement and went to the basement to shower and then to bed. Once in the basement I started to think of the power of the slip I had found and worried that I would cover it in cum if just the slightest touch would set me off. So I quietly went into the laundry room to see if Mom left any clothes down here, I had heard her running the washing machine while I worked.
Lying on top of the dryer was what I wanted. There was a pile of panties and I picked out a pretty ivory colored one. If I could have had my way it would have been pink but there wasn’t one. The panties were silky nylon and looked like they would fit. I would not allow myself to try them until I showered. Once I finished showering and not touching my cock or that smooth shaved area I dried off and then held the panties up. They were very plain looking but the blue nylon seemed almost transparent in the light. I looked at the silky tag sewn into the side, it said Vanity Fair Size 7. The size meant nothing to me nor did the name. But what meant something was the feeling of the panties as I put my foot into them. They were so silky as I pulled them up and watched in the mirror as my hard cock slid from view.
I loved how the leg elastic clung to my legs and my cock was pulled up against my smooth skin. I ran my hand down the front and felt my hard cock covered in the delicate nylon and then my fingers touched the crotch seam that was tracing a line across my balls. The panties were so light on me, nothing like the cotton briefs I was used to.
I turned and looked at my butt in the panties and then turned back around. My cock was pressed against the slick fabric and that felt so wonderful. I dared not touch it again for fear I would lose control. I took the slip out from its hiding place and looked for a tag. It said Vanity Fair as well and size Medium.
I inspected the thin straps that would hold it up and saw it had slide adjustments but I didn’t mess with them. Unfolded the slip was long and I couldn’t wait any longer, I put it over my head and let is slide down my body. I had never felt anything so wonderful. The silky fabric caressed every square inch of me. It felt cool against my legs as I took a step and it moved independently from my movements.
I realized I had been out of the shower long enough to draw attention so slipped my sweat clothes back on over the slip. I tucked it down as well as I could and went to my room after wishing Mom and Dad goodnight. I stripped out of my boy clothes and walked around the room like some model on the runway. I loved feeling the slip move across my body and when I would touch my cock the slippery fabric would caress my hand as well as my cock.
Before getting into bed I grabbed a couple tissues, “there will be no cum in my new garments,” I thought as I got into bed. I loved the slippery feel of the panties and slip as I lay there feeling my body. My hands ran up over my chest and I felt the little nubs my nipples made from the stimulation. “How could it be any better?” I asked myself in my mind.
Somehow the work of the day caught up with me. I woke to the sounds of someone in my room. I squirmed under the blank and was rewarded with the silky feeling of my new garments. I opened my eyes and saw Jim standing in the room naked. He turned towards me, his cock was hard and pointing up at him. He smiled and walked towards me.
I grabbed the blankets around my neck trying to keep him from seeing me in my new pink slip and blue panties. “Good morning sissy boy,” he said and ripped the blankets off of me. He smiled, “well what do we have here?” he asked and ran his hand over my legs and up across my chest. “I think I like this,” he said and ran his hand down across my nylon covered cock.
He crawled into bed with me and threw a leg over me. His hard cock slid along the slip and came to rest on top of mine. “I knew you were a sissy boy when I saw you in the shower, but this is way over the top.” He said as I felt him thrust his cock up and down against me. “What are you wearing under this slip?” He asked and tugged at the slip. “Move, raise your ass, I want to see all of your sissy clothes.”
I obeyed by lifting my hips as he tugged at the delicate pink fabric. He pulled it up and looked down, “those panties are so sweet,” and before I knew what he was doing his hard cock was pushing up the leg opening of my panties and I felt his cock slide against mine. It was like Jim turned into some sort of machine, he began thrusting against me and with each thrust I felt his mushroom head pass by mine. “Fuck Larry,” Jim said between thrusts, “you are a much hotter sissy boy than Tim, I am going to cum all over you again.”
Jim slid his cock as far as he could against my panties and the said, “get your knees up and spread them wide,” His hands went on my knees and he pushed them as wide as he could before he laid down on top of me. His face was next to mine I could feel his shaving stubble on his cheek as he worked his hands under my shoulders and then he began humping against me.
This was not at all like yesterday, I had no control. In fact he controlled me by his weight and the way he held me. I could feel his cock slide alongside mine and his weight pressed the panty down on my cock stimulating me with the silky nylon. But what was far more stimulating was his hard cock that felt so soft against mine as he kept thrusting against me.
His breathing became ragged and I could feel my balls hugged tightly by the panty as each thrust pulled it tight against them. I had seen a dirty magazine with a man on top of a woman. All I could see of her were her knees and now I knew he was fucking me like a woman. I felt this strange desire to have him control me, to use me, yet I wanted to cum and feel my cock explode. But without his hand or mine shaving I doubted it would happen.
In my mind was this black and white picture on the bent up old magazine page of the man on top of a woman. The only difference, other than I wasn’t a woman was she was hugging him around the neck. My arms were beside me and I decided to complete the mental picture I had of Jim fucking me and I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him tight against me. He started making quiet sounds, “um….um…um” with each thrust. His cock was so hot against me and my ball were hugged by the panties and the I felt it.
I lost control again and my cock began spurting inside my panties. The cum was hot and slippery and Jim grunted with pleasure as I filled my panties with my cum. I felt Jim stiffen and then his cock exploded inside my panties as he held still. I could feel each spurt of hot slippery cum against me. “Fuck Larry, you made me cum so hard,” he said. I held him tight against me until he pushed up and I let my arms fall away.
Jim pulled his cock out of my panties and I watched as he moved from between my legs. His cock was covered in our cum and swayed as he moved. He pulled my face towards him, “clean up your mess sissy boy,” he said. I knew exactly what he wanted and took him into my mouth. The thick cum tasted different and I sucked him clean and swallowed it all.
“You better clean up your mess, where did you get the panties and slip?” Jim asked as he pulled on his clothes.
“In the basement,” I said, “I think we ruined the panties?” I said looking at the wet slippery fabric clinging to me.
“Go to the bathroom and wash them out in the sink. You can hang them in our closet way to the back.” Jim said as he prepared to leave the bedroom. “I am headed to Tim’s again, I had to come home to change and get a little fucking around with my new sissy boy. See you tonight and be sure to wear you new panties and slip.” Jim was like my dad, once he spoke he meant business and although I hated him bossing me around I was starting to enjoy the attention he was giving me. I had never thought about wanting to touch another guy, but this seemed okay since we were brothers and I knew he wouldn’t tell unless I did.
I took off the slip without making a cummy mess of it and then got into the bathroom without being seen. I took off my bathrobe and was surprise to see that the panties were see through with all the wet messy cum. I ran my hands over the fabric and could smell our cum, a scent I was starting to like. I pulled the panties off and cleaned them and myself up. I ran my hand across the shaved area and thought I could feel little bumps but couldn’t see any hair.
I hung around all day waiting for Jim to return. My cock ached every time I thought of him and I having sex but I didn’t touch myself, I wanted to save it for him. After supper Jim returned and was carrying a new backpack. Mom asked him about it and he said Tim gave it to him for helping him clean up stuff for their move.
I followed Jim into the bedroom and walked over to set on my bed. “Are you wearing your panties?” he asked.
“No, they are not dry yet,” I said.
“Well get your clothes off, you are really going to like what I have for you.” Jim said as he unzipped the back pack and dumped the contents on my bed. “Take your pick Laura,” Jim said looking me in the eye. I gave him a questioning look and he said, “now that you are acting like my girlfriend we just as well give you a girl’s name. Now pick something out, these are panties Tim’s sister left behind when she went to college.”
My cock sprang to life the moment I saw the pile of delicate fabrics, there were at least a dozen panties in the pile. I picked through them and saw a pretty pink panty that was a perfect match for my slip. I looked at Jim, “yes, put them on, let’s see how they fit.”
I pulled them on and felt the nylon fabric pull my cock straight up. They were snugger than those I had of Mom’s and I liked the way they felt on me. I smiled at Jim as he walked over to me and rubbed my cock in my panties. “From now on you will wear panties and wash them out every day.” He said and then opened a side pouch, “Now try this on,” he said and handed me what I knew was a bra. “It is padded, you are going to have tits. You will only wear this when we have sex.” He ordered as I tried to figure the thing out.
“Here, let me help you,” Jim said, “stick your arms through here,” and then he was behind me hooking the strap. I looked down and had tits, they weren’t big but I immediately want to try the slip. “That can wait for tonight,” Jim said and unhooked the bra.
That night my shaved area started itching. I had never had something that itched so bad and tried to leave it alone. I went to the bathroom and felt it, now it felt like Jim’s cheek, stubbly. It was almost sore and I had little red bumps all over from scratching. When I went to our bedroom Jim came in and told me to strip. I told him about the bumps, “Wait until tomorrow and shave again, it will get better.”
I was still wearing the little pink panties and Jim hooked me up in my bra and I put on the slip. It felt wonderful and now that my bra gave me tits I thought the slip looked better too. Jim rubbed his hands all over me and then stripped. His cock was hard and he grabbed my hand and had me stroke it. “Yeah Laura, make me nice and hard, I have a surprise for you.”
I slid my hand up and down his rock hard cock and toyed with the tip and he pulled back, “don’t make me cum right this minute,” he said. He opened the nightstand drawer and pulled out a small bottle that I didn’t recognize as having been there before. He turned me around and pushed me down on the bed with my feet still on the floor.
“Okay Laura, you have given me a hand job, you have sucked my cock, I fucked your cock, now it is time for the real purpose you will serve. “ He pulled the slip up onto my back and pulled my panties down. “Spread your feet, wide,” he ordered and then I felt something drizzle onto the crack of my ass. I jumped and he pushed me back down. “Don’t make a sound,” he ordered.
I felt him move close to me and the next thing I felt was his finger pushing against my ass hole. I grunted with the penetration but held still, “Relax Laura, just relax.” He pushed his finger in all the way and then pulled out and pushed two inside of me. He started pushing his fingers in and out of me and then pulled out and I felt the tip of his cock slide up and down my slick ass crack.
“No Jim, don’t do that,” I whispered.
“Why not, you let me use my fingers,” he said, “it will feel good once I am in,” he promised and I felt the pressure of him pushing into me. I grunted again as I felt his tip penetrate me. He held still, “See not so bad is it?” After a minute he pushed in a little more, pulled out a bit and then pushed harder. I felt like I was being split open but he was right, it started to feel better.
“Oh you fucking little bitch,” he said, “you are so fucking tight you will make me cum so fast,” he whispered and started thrusting in and out of me. His cock was so hard and each time he would get all the way in I could feel him hit something inside of me and it made my cock feel like I was going to pee.
“You might cum when I do this to you, get your hand down there and catch it,” he said as he got into a steady rhythm. His hands were on my hips as he fucked my ass and he was right. My cock throbbed with the penetration and then I spurted into my hand and groaned quietly. “Did you catch it?” He asked.
I nodded my head, “Then let’s see you eat it.” And I did, I was so aroused I would have done anything he asked and lapped the slimy cum out of the palm of my hand. “Good little bitch, I will have you trained better than Tim in no time.” I heard what he said but at this moment I didn’t care what he was saying. His cock was filling my ass as I pushed back against him with each thrust. I could feel his balls hit min when he would thrust hard against me.
I reached between my legs and reached for his balls on his thrust in and rolled them around in my fingers. Jim remained deep inside of me and humped against my ass until I let go of his balls. I wasn’t sure how long all of this lasted but I was loving the attention he was giving me. His hand would move up on my slip covered torso and then back down to ram into me again. He reached around once and rubbed my slick cock and then I heard him groan softly and waited for what was going to happen.
I felt his cock jerk and then it felt like my ass was being filled up from the inside. I knew he was cumming inside of me and I pushed hard against him and held his balls again. I remember thinking if I squeezed them he might shoot longer but decided against it. And then it was over as Jim gave a final couple thrusts in me. I was so squishy back that with the lube and the cum and it was making squelching noises as he made his final thrusts. He stopped moving, bent over onto my chest pinning me down to the bed.
“You one hot little bitch,” he whispered, “we will do this every night from now on. You are mine and now that I have taken your anal cherry are you happy I fucked your ass?”
I nodded, “that is not good enough,” he whispered in my ear, “I want to hear you say it, say the words Larry.”
“I liked it Jim,” I said with my face pushed into the blankets.
Jim didn’t make me clean up his cock, “you weren’t properly prepared for that,” he said, “I will have Tim show you how to get your ass ready for me and then you will clean me up each time I fuck you.”
This is a made up story about coming of age in a household with my brother and yes it is a gay story. None of this ever happened except in my twisted old mind.
I woke up to the sound of the vacuum cleaner in the hallway. My hand went to my shaved cock, it was still smooth and soft and I looked over at Jim’s bed. His bed was empty which was not unusual for a Saturday. He usually spent most of Saturday at his friend Tim’s house.
My fingers wrapped around my hard cock and I ran it up and down enjoying the feel of it even though I had to piss before I did anything else. I saw the door move and I wrapped the sheet around me realizing I was still naked. “Are you going to sleep all morning?” Mom asked as she peeked in the door.
“No Mom, I am just getting up,” I said as she pulled the door shut.
I can’t remember when my morning erections started, but it seemed like forever and my hand automatically went there even though I could feel it just lying in bed. When it first started I thought it was just a signal to go pee. But then I realized it didn’t happen other times so it was confusing. But now I knew what happens if I rub it just the right way the feeling was so fantastic.
I stroked my cock again and loved the feeling but knew I had to move out of the bed. So I got out of bed and pulled on my sweat pants and sweat shirt and made my way to the bathroom. I looked in the mirror and loved the way my shaved cock looked. I noticed that I had missed a few hairs close to my balls so after my morning pee I found my dad’s razor and shave cream and began carefully removing any hair I could find.
My cock responded just like yesterday and it started to get in the way of shaving those tight spots. So I ran my shaving cream covered hand over it and was shooting cum into the sink in just a few pulls. I had figured out the magic to shooting my cum, shaving and well “Jim’s hand as well.”
I cleaned up my mess and with my cock now under control I headed to the kitchen for something to eat. Dad was at the table with coffee and another newspaper. “I swear I would know the man with a paper in front of his face,” my mother would tell her friends. “Morning,” I said as I pulled out a chair and sat down.
I heard the paper ruffle and looked over to see Dad staring at me, “are you feeling better this morning Larry?” he asked.
“Oh yeah,” I said just fine.
“Good then you can clean the basement, Mom has some stuff piled up to go to the thrift store. You get all that hauled out to the garage and when I am back from my golf game we’ll take it there, just you and me.” He said and up went the newspaper.
I loved helping my Dad and he knew he could sweeten any deal by promising that at the end we would work together. Mom showed me the stuff that needed to go, “Now all of this needs to be neatly placed in the boxes, I don’t want you to just stuff things in them,” she said.
There were piles of old towels, sheets, and blankets and them some clothing that had been piled around after Jim and I outgrew them. “Make sure you separate the boys clothes from mine and do it neatly,” she reminded me as I started working.
Mom went upstairs and I was left in the basement working on sorting and stacking boxes full. It wasn’t hard work, just boring. I finished the towels and bedding and started on a pile of clothing. As I reached to pick up a shirt my fingers slid across something soft and smooth. When I looked I found something I had not anticipated.
It was a pink slip, I knew what it was because I would see Mom wearing them sometimes when she was getting dressed up to go out. The lighting in the basement was just a bulb in the middle of the ceiling but it was bright enough that the pink fabric glistened. It was neatly folded lying there and I hesitated to touch it.
When I picked it up it was as if my cock was a rocket launched to the moon. It poked straight out in my sweat pants and I knew there was something special about this slip. I looked around to make sure I was alone and then I pulled my sweat pants and underwear down and rubbed the silky slip across my shaved area.
It felt wonderful, and not only did it feel wonderful there when I touched the tip of my cock I felt like I was going to cum. I pulled the slip away and clamped down my muscles to stop anything from happening, but just like in the shower, there was not stopping it. I watched as my cock bobbed up and down with each shot of cum that landed on the side of a box. It was thick and white and clung to it.
I sat down on a chair near where I was standing and tried to collect my thoughts. “How could just the slightest touch of this slip do this?” I mumbled to myself. But it had done it. My hand had never touched my cock. There was magic in this slip and I quickly refolded it as best I could and hid it under a pile of towels in the basement shower room.
I returned to work and now I inspected each and every piece of clothing hoping to find something else. But this was the only thing that I saved back. I wanted to strip naked and wear the slip but knew I needed to get my regular clothes on get the boxes upstairs.
The rest of the day was pure torture for me. I wanted to get back home and get naked, “that slip and I had a date,” I kept thinking. Jim was gone all day and later in the day Mom reported that “Jim will be sleeping over at Tim’s.” and it sounded like he would not be home on Sunday either. I loved the idea of being alone in our room tonight, I wanted to wear that slip and not be interrupted.
Later in the evening on Saturday I said I was tired from all the work in the basement and went to the basement to shower and then to bed. Once in the basement I started to think of the power of the slip I had found and worried that I would cover it in cum if just the slightest touch would set me off. So I quietly went into the laundry room to see if Mom left any clothes down here, I had heard her running the washing machine while I worked.
Lying on top of the dryer was what I wanted. There was a pile of panties and I picked out a pretty ivory colored one. If I could have had my way it would have been pink but there wasn’t one. The panties were silky nylon and looked like they would fit. I would not allow myself to try them until I showered. Once I finished showering and not touching my cock or that smooth shaved area I dried off and then held the panties up. They were very plain looking but the blue nylon seemed almost transparent in the light. I looked at the silky tag sewn into the side, it said Vanity Fair Size 7. The size meant nothing to me nor did the name. But what meant something was the feeling of the panties as I put my foot into them. They were so silky as I pulled them up and watched in the mirror as my hard cock slid from view.
I loved how the leg elastic clung to my legs and my cock was pulled up against my smooth skin. I ran my hand down the front and felt my hard cock covered in the delicate nylon and then my fingers touched the crotch seam that was tracing a line across my balls. The panties were so light on me, nothing like the cotton briefs I was used to.
I turned and looked at my butt in the panties and then turned back around. My cock was pressed against the slick fabric and that felt so wonderful. I dared not touch it again for fear I would lose control. I took the slip out from its hiding place and looked for a tag. It said Vanity Fair as well and size Medium.
I inspected the thin straps that would hold it up and saw it had slide adjustments but I didn’t mess with them. Unfolded the slip was long and I couldn’t wait any longer, I put it over my head and let is slide down my body. I had never felt anything so wonderful. The silky fabric caressed every square inch of me. It felt cool against my legs as I took a step and it moved independently from my movements.
I realized I had been out of the shower long enough to draw attention so slipped my sweat clothes back on over the slip. I tucked it down as well as I could and went to my room after wishing Mom and Dad goodnight. I stripped out of my boy clothes and walked around the room like some model on the runway. I loved feeling the slip move across my body and when I would touch my cock the slippery fabric would caress my hand as well as my cock.
Before getting into bed I grabbed a couple tissues, “there will be no cum in my new garments,” I thought as I got into bed. I loved the slippery feel of the panties and slip as I lay there feeling my body. My hands ran up over my chest and I felt the little nubs my nipples made from the stimulation. “How could it be any better?” I asked myself in my mind.
Somehow the work of the day caught up with me. I woke to the sounds of someone in my room. I squirmed under the blank and was rewarded with the silky feeling of my new garments. I opened my eyes and saw Jim standing in the room naked. He turned towards me, his cock was hard and pointing up at him. He smiled and walked towards me.
I grabbed the blankets around my neck trying to keep him from seeing me in my new pink slip and blue panties. “Good morning sissy boy,” he said and ripped the blankets off of me. He smiled, “well what do we have here?” he asked and ran his hand over my legs and up across my chest. “I think I like this,” he said and ran his hand down across my nylon covered cock.
He crawled into bed with me and threw a leg over me. His hard cock slid along the slip and came to rest on top of mine. “I knew you were a sissy boy when I saw you in the shower, but this is way over the top.” He said as I felt him thrust his cock up and down against me. “What are you wearing under this slip?” He asked and tugged at the slip. “Move, raise your ass, I want to see all of your sissy clothes.”
I obeyed by lifting my hips as he tugged at the delicate pink fabric. He pulled it up and looked down, “those panties are so sweet,” and before I knew what he was doing his hard cock was pushing up the leg opening of my panties and I felt his cock slide against mine. It was like Jim turned into some sort of machine, he began thrusting against me and with each thrust I felt his mushroom head pass by mine. “Fuck Larry,” Jim said between thrusts, “you are a much hotter sissy boy than Tim, I am going to cum all over you again.”
Jim slid his cock as far as he could against my panties and the said, “get your knees up and spread them wide,” His hands went on my knees and he pushed them as wide as he could before he laid down on top of me. His face was next to mine I could feel his shaving stubble on his cheek as he worked his hands under my shoulders and then he began humping against me.
This was not at all like yesterday, I had no control. In fact he controlled me by his weight and the way he held me. I could feel his cock slide alongside mine and his weight pressed the panty down on my cock stimulating me with the silky nylon. But what was far more stimulating was his hard cock that felt so soft against mine as he kept thrusting against me.
His breathing became ragged and I could feel my balls hugged tightly by the panty as each thrust pulled it tight against them. I had seen a dirty magazine with a man on top of a woman. All I could see of her were her knees and now I knew he was fucking me like a woman. I felt this strange desire to have him control me, to use me, yet I wanted to cum and feel my cock explode. But without his hand or mine shaving I doubted it would happen.
In my mind was this black and white picture on the bent up old magazine page of the man on top of a woman. The only difference, other than I wasn’t a woman was she was hugging him around the neck. My arms were beside me and I decided to complete the mental picture I had of Jim fucking me and I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him tight against me. He started making quiet sounds, “um….um…um” with each thrust. His cock was so hot against me and my ball were hugged by the panties and the I felt it.
I lost control again and my cock began spurting inside my panties. The cum was hot and slippery and Jim grunted with pleasure as I filled my panties with my cum. I felt Jim stiffen and then his cock exploded inside my panties as he held still. I could feel each spurt of hot slippery cum against me. “Fuck Larry, you made me cum so hard,” he said. I held him tight against me until he pushed up and I let my arms fall away.
Jim pulled his cock out of my panties and I watched as he moved from between my legs. His cock was covered in our cum and swayed as he moved. He pulled my face towards him, “clean up your mess sissy boy,” he said. I knew exactly what he wanted and took him into my mouth. The thick cum tasted different and I sucked him clean and swallowed it all.
“You better clean up your mess, where did you get the panties and slip?” Jim asked as he pulled on his clothes.
“In the basement,” I said, “I think we ruined the panties?” I said looking at the wet slippery fabric clinging to me.
“Go to the bathroom and wash them out in the sink. You can hang them in our closet way to the back.” Jim said as he prepared to leave the bedroom. “I am headed to Tim’s again, I had to come home to change and get a little fucking around with my new sissy boy. See you tonight and be sure to wear you new panties and slip.” Jim was like my dad, once he spoke he meant business and although I hated him bossing me around I was starting to enjoy the attention he was giving me. I had never thought about wanting to touch another guy, but this seemed okay since we were brothers and I knew he wouldn’t tell unless I did.
I took off the slip without making a cummy mess of it and then got into the bathroom without being seen. I took off my bathrobe and was surprise to see that the panties were see through with all the wet messy cum. I ran my hands over the fabric and could smell our cum, a scent I was starting to like. I pulled the panties off and cleaned them and myself up. I ran my hand across the shaved area and thought I could feel little bumps but couldn’t see any hair.
I hung around all day waiting for Jim to return. My cock ached every time I thought of him and I having sex but I didn’t touch myself, I wanted to save it for him. After supper Jim returned and was carrying a new backpack. Mom asked him about it and he said Tim gave it to him for helping him clean up stuff for their move.
I followed Jim into the bedroom and walked over to set on my bed. “Are you wearing your panties?” he asked.
“No, they are not dry yet,” I said.
“Well get your clothes off, you are really going to like what I have for you.” Jim said as he unzipped the back pack and dumped the contents on my bed. “Take your pick Laura,” Jim said looking me in the eye. I gave him a questioning look and he said, “now that you are acting like my girlfriend we just as well give you a girl’s name. Now pick something out, these are panties Tim’s sister left behind when she went to college.”
My cock sprang to life the moment I saw the pile of delicate fabrics, there were at least a dozen panties in the pile. I picked through them and saw a pretty pink panty that was a perfect match for my slip. I looked at Jim, “yes, put them on, let’s see how they fit.”
I pulled them on and felt the nylon fabric pull my cock straight up. They were snugger than those I had of Mom’s and I liked the way they felt on me. I smiled at Jim as he walked over to me and rubbed my cock in my panties. “From now on you will wear panties and wash them out every day.” He said and then opened a side pouch, “Now try this on,” he said and handed me what I knew was a bra. “It is padded, you are going to have tits. You will only wear this when we have sex.” He ordered as I tried to figure the thing out.
“Here, let me help you,” Jim said, “stick your arms through here,” and then he was behind me hooking the strap. I looked down and had tits, they weren’t big but I immediately want to try the slip. “That can wait for tonight,” Jim said and unhooked the bra.
That night my shaved area started itching. I had never had something that itched so bad and tried to leave it alone. I went to the bathroom and felt it, now it felt like Jim’s cheek, stubbly. It was almost sore and I had little red bumps all over from scratching. When I went to our bedroom Jim came in and told me to strip. I told him about the bumps, “Wait until tomorrow and shave again, it will get better.”
I was still wearing the little pink panties and Jim hooked me up in my bra and I put on the slip. It felt wonderful and now that my bra gave me tits I thought the slip looked better too. Jim rubbed his hands all over me and then stripped. His cock was hard and he grabbed my hand and had me stroke it. “Yeah Laura, make me nice and hard, I have a surprise for you.”
I slid my hand up and down his rock hard cock and toyed with the tip and he pulled back, “don’t make me cum right this minute,” he said. He opened the nightstand drawer and pulled out a small bottle that I didn’t recognize as having been there before. He turned me around and pushed me down on the bed with my feet still on the floor.
“Okay Laura, you have given me a hand job, you have sucked my cock, I fucked your cock, now it is time for the real purpose you will serve. “ He pulled the slip up onto my back and pulled my panties down. “Spread your feet, wide,” he ordered and then I felt something drizzle onto the crack of my ass. I jumped and he pushed me back down. “Don’t make a sound,” he ordered.
I felt him move close to me and the next thing I felt was his finger pushing against my ass hole. I grunted with the penetration but held still, “Relax Laura, just relax.” He pushed his finger in all the way and then pulled out and pushed two inside of me. He started pushing his fingers in and out of me and then pulled out and I felt the tip of his cock slide up and down my slick ass crack.
“No Jim, don’t do that,” I whispered.
“Why not, you let me use my fingers,” he said, “it will feel good once I am in,” he promised and I felt the pressure of him pushing into me. I grunted again as I felt his tip penetrate me. He held still, “See not so bad is it?” After a minute he pushed in a little more, pulled out a bit and then pushed harder. I felt like I was being split open but he was right, it started to feel better.
“Oh you fucking little bitch,” he said, “you are so fucking tight you will make me cum so fast,” he whispered and started thrusting in and out of me. His cock was so hard and each time he would get all the way in I could feel him hit something inside of me and it made my cock feel like I was going to pee.
“You might cum when I do this to you, get your hand down there and catch it,” he said as he got into a steady rhythm. His hands were on my hips as he fucked my ass and he was right. My cock throbbed with the penetration and then I spurted into my hand and groaned quietly. “Did you catch it?” He asked.
I nodded my head, “Then let’s see you eat it.” And I did, I was so aroused I would have done anything he asked and lapped the slimy cum out of the palm of my hand. “Good little bitch, I will have you trained better than Tim in no time.” I heard what he said but at this moment I didn’t care what he was saying. His cock was filling my ass as I pushed back against him with each thrust. I could feel his balls hit min when he would thrust hard against me.
I reached between my legs and reached for his balls on his thrust in and rolled them around in my fingers. Jim remained deep inside of me and humped against my ass until I let go of his balls. I wasn’t sure how long all of this lasted but I was loving the attention he was giving me. His hand would move up on my slip covered torso and then back down to ram into me again. He reached around once and rubbed my slick cock and then I heard him groan softly and waited for what was going to happen.
I felt his cock jerk and then it felt like my ass was being filled up from the inside. I knew he was cumming inside of me and I pushed hard against him and held his balls again. I remember thinking if I squeezed them he might shoot longer but decided against it. And then it was over as Jim gave a final couple thrusts in me. I was so squishy back that with the lube and the cum and it was making squelching noises as he made his final thrusts. He stopped moving, bent over onto my chest pinning me down to the bed.
“You one hot little bitch,” he whispered, “we will do this every night from now on. You are mine and now that I have taken your anal cherry are you happy I fucked your ass?”
I nodded, “that is not good enough,” he whispered in my ear, “I want to hear you say it, say the words Larry.”
“I liked it Jim,” I said with my face pushed into the blankets.
Jim didn’t make me clean up his cock, “you weren’t properly prepared for that,” he said, “I will have Tim show you how to get your ass ready for me and then you will clean me up each time I fuck you.”
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