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Subject: Title story: "SUCKING TOMMY" Author: TABOO GIRL 61177161
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Date: Sun, 04 Dec 2005 06:04:16 +0000
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SUCKING TOMMY Growing up with an older brother can have its rewards. It can also
have its down sides, such as sibling rivalry, arguments, and all the pains that
young people go through in growing up. I've read a lot on your web sites from
other people who have sent their stories and pictures, and this one is mine.
I've sent a picture with it I hope you put it at the bottom of the story or
something like that. This is how, one day, things changed for me and my brother.
As I grew older, I suddenly developed something within me about looking at
Tommy's crotch. I was fascinated by the bulge there, by the way I could make out
the outline of his dick and balls at times, when he was wearing a tiny, tight
pair of swimming trunks, or the occasional times I saw him in his jockey shorts.
One day, out by the pool, he was wearing something really tight --- a new
bathing suit he had gotten for the swim team. It outlined his cock and balls
perfectly. My pussy was wet, from just sitting there watching him walk around in
it when it was wet. It was almost like a male strip show, only, he wasn't going
to take the whole thing off. I wished that he would, but I knew he wouldn't.
"What are you staring at?" he suddenly asked me, and my face flamed red. "Your
swimming trunks," I answered too quickly, my voice throaty and deep. I cleared
my throat. "Yeah, right," he said with an evil grin. "You're staring at my cock
shape in my trunks, huh?" I looked away. "I hadn't noticed," I lied. He laughed.
I could see that his cock had grown a little bit, and it dawned on me that he
was getting turned on by the fact that he knew I was staring at his bulge. "I
guess, it doesn't matter, it's not like you haven't seen it before." That
surprised me. I remembered, when we were younger, having bathed with my older
brother. Of course, his cock had grown then, but I hadn't seen it in years. "Not
for a long time," I ventured. I wondered if he knew what I was thinking. He
walked right up to me, right up to the chaise in which I was laying, his crotch
right in my face. "Here's a close up," he said, his grin even more evil looking
than it had been before. "Just pull 'em down briefly and take a good look."
Right in my face, I could plainly make out the shape of the head of his
hardening dick through the thin fabric, and of his balls pressed against the
thin material. It was a dare, I knew, and hell, I was game. I reached up, my
shaking hand moving toward the hem of the tiny bikini bottom. My palm brushed
against his dick as I hooked my thumb and finger in the hem, and tugged
downward. My eyes were greeted by a bush of thick black pubic hair, and the base
of his fat cock, being pulled downward by the hem of the bathing suit. I let go.
"Well, that was a quick glance," he said, his voice thick and throaty like mine.
"Someone might see," I said. "Mom and Dad left a while ago, they won't be back
for hours. They're going to the club it's Saturday, remember?" I looked around.
Surrounded by block walls, our back yard swimming area was pretty private. No
one would see, no one at all. With shaking hands, I reached up and tugged at the
hem, jerking the tiny bottom downward. My eyes were greeted by the sight of his
fat cock suddenly springing up, pointing right at me, throbbing. His heavy
balls, cooled by the pool water, were tight and full of black hairs poking out,
matted by the water to the skin of his ball sac. I was excited beyond what I
thought I would have been. I watched as it throbbed and grew, lifting higher,
the reddish head of it expanding. "Wow, Tommy," I whispered. "Can I, can I like,
touch it?" "Sure," he answered in his broken, throaty voice. I wrapped my hand
around the base of it, feeling his balls pressing against my palm. I moved my
hand slowly, squeezing his cock gently, all the way to the head of it. There was
a little drop of pre cum right on the tip, and I ran my thumb across the head,
smearing the pre cum over the head of his fat dick. "Oh, yes," he whispered. "Do
you like that?" I asked. "Oh, yes, Katie, I love it. Kiss it!" Another dare. I
leaned forward just a little and brought my lips in contact with the head of his
hard cock, running my lips across it, making a smacking noise. His ball sac was
beginning to elongate and fall from his body, and I reached down and felt of
them, feeling the heavy orbs within. I opened my mouth and let the head of his
cock into my mouth about an inch, and then, a little more. It tasted of pre cum
and chlorine from the pool, and I moved my tongue around and around the head.
"Oh, God!" he whispered. "Damn! That's great," he said. I moved my head back and
forth, moving up and down, taking more of his fat cock into my mouth, moving
faster and faster. "Katie, I'm gonna cum," he said. I moved my mouth away, and
he reached down and grabbed his cock by the base, moving his hand up and down
frantically as his stomach muscles tightened. His knees shook as he moaned, his
hand pumping up and down on his fat, long cock, right in front of my eyes.
Suddenly, it erupted, and hot cum flew high in the air, splattering me in the
face. It shot and shot, and I sat there, my hand now inside my bathing suit,
fingering my pussy. I came as he covered my face with his hot cum, his balls
tightening against his body. Then, he let go of it, and it stood up and
throbbed, sticking proudly high in the air. "Can I play with you, too?" he asked
as he pulled up his bathing suit. "Yeah," I answered breathlessly, having just
cum. "But, let's go in the house and do some things." He followed me, and we
did, indeed, do some things, many, many things. Sibling rivalry, my ass, I
thought. --- Katherine R., Colton, CA
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