Subject:     My Boyfriend's Brother Does Me 
Story Codes: mf m-solo oral voy 
Diary Date:  December 11, 1999 
Author:      Kelly <pghpa_girl@yahoo.com>

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Summary:

Even though I had given my virginity to Steve almost five months earlier, he 
was still the only boy to fuck me.  Who would have known that number two 
would be his dorky younger brother?

Table of Contents:  
   Chapter 1 – Taking Advantage of an Opportunity  
   Chapter 2 – Watching Jim Masturbate  
   Chapter 3 – Jim Becomes my Second


Chapter 1 – Taking Advantage of an Opportunity
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Since Steve was the first guy I gave a blowjob to, it just seemed natural 
that he would be the one to take my virginity a few weeks later.  Now for the 
past five months we’d been screwing like rabbits.  Most of my friends were 
doing it with more than one boy and they use to tease me about only having 
done it with one, but I was happy with the way Steve fucked me so the thought 
of having sex with another guy never seriously entered my mind. Besides, I 
was only fourteen so it wasn't like I didn’t have time to do it with other 
boys someday.

One night Steve picked me for a party but we had to go back to his house to 
get his wallet. When we got to his house I was suppose to stay in the car but 
instead, I followed him in with the hopes that nobody would be home so maybe 
we could have our own private party! As luck would have it, his thirteen 
year-old brother Jim was in the family room watching TV.  At first I thought 
that was going to make a dud of the whole idea but Steve had a devious idea 
for teasing his brother.  While Steve looked for his lost wallet, I was sent 
off on a mission to flirt with his poor brother, to tease him mercilessly.  
It was the perfect example of how the two brothers always seemed to be trying 
to get one up on the other.

Before it was over, Jim not only got to watch me masturbate, but he also got 
to witness firsthand what his older brother was getting from me most every 
day.   All he got to do was watch Steve fucking me; he never got to touch me 
or enjoy me for himself which must have driven him absolutely crazy! Although 
I tormented Jim that night to make Steve happy (I had fun doing it so I 
wasn't complaining), the thought of someday doing something more naughty with 
him was the focus of more than a few masturbation sessions.  I had no doubt 
that Jim was doing the same thing and it made me even hornier to imagine him 
stroking his cock while he dreamed of fucking me!

About five weeks later on a cold December afternoon, I was horny as hell (as 
usual) so I thought I would surprise Steve at his house.  He had told me 
earlier in the week that the rest of his family would be gone today and so he 
wanted to take advantage of a rare opportunity for us to have sex throughout 
their home.   It was a little game we liked to play, to see how many 
different places we could of it so that later Steve could visualize himself 
fucking me while a member of his family was doing something or another in 
that same place where he had been screwing his girlfriend.  For example, 
fucking me as I sat on the sink made him hot the next time he watched his mom 
doing dishes. As he explained it to me, it wasn't that he was turned on by 
his mom (liar – I knew differently) but rather it was the knowledge that she 
had no idea her eldest son had been fucking a girl right where she was now 
working.  I think it made him all the hotter knowing how much she preached 
against sex and now she was doing dishes in the exact same spot as where he 
had fucked me! Of course, all that was before we learned about how she REALLY 
felt about her son but that’s another story.

Unfortunately, when Steve invited me, my parents had already made plans so I 
had to tell him that I couldn’t make it. I’m not sure who was more 
disappointed – him or me! Then surprisingly my dad, who never ever missed a 
day of work, woke up with some nasty flu bug and so our day’s events had to 
be postponed.   Although I felt sorry for my dad, at the same time I couldn't 
help but feel that familiar tingle between my legs when I immediately 
realized that it meant I was now free to see Steve!

I picked up the phone to call Steve and tell him I was available when an even 
better idea popped into my mind.  Why not just show up and surprise him? I 
was certain he wouldn’t mind having an unexpected opportunity to fuck me! 
After all, that’s why he dated me in the first place.  I didn't really care 
WHY he dated me, I just cared that he fucked me whenever I asked him.  It was 
a mutual thing for us both and I thought it was the perfect relationship for 
me at my age.  I could always fall in love later but for now, especially 
while I was still experimenting with many things, it was nice just to have 
someone willing to be patient with me and do the things I asked as I learned.

I got dressed and before I left I went to the bedroom to check on my dad.  I 
felt bad that he was feeling so sick and here I was getting ready to go out 
and have fun.  Fortunately, my dad is the most wonderful father in the world 
and when I explained to him my plans he tried his best to smile.  He kissed 
my forehead and then told me go out and have some fun.  My last stop was to 
say goodbye to my mom.  She looked a little disappointed as I think she had 
expected that we might do some housework since we were staying home – all the 
MORE reason to escape to Steve’s! Even so, she knew full well how terribly 
horny I got when I didn't see Steve for a day or two so she just waved me off 
and told me to be sure to tell her all about it when I got home.

It didn't take long to walk over to Steve’s and when I got to his house my 
heart sank - it looked like nobody was home.  The front door was locked but 
by now I knew where they hid the key so I lifted the middle flower pot and 
used the key that had been hidden underneath it to open the door and I 
quietly slipped inside.  At first I didn’t hear anything which seemed to 
confirm my suspicion that nobody was home.  Just as I was about to leave, a 
faint sound could be heard the TV from the family room at the rear of the 
house.  The closer I tip- toed through the house, the clearer I could make 
out the TV and I was pleasantly surprised to make out the moans and groans of 
what could only be an x-rated porno flick.  My dad enjoyed them and after 
you’ve see a few it’s not hard to recognize what you’re listening to when you 
first hear one. I licked my lips in anticipation as I knew that it meant 
Steve was missing me and was undoubtedly taking matter into his own hands – 
literally! It’s not like his sister Sharon or their mom would be watching for 
one; and Jim was only thirteen so where would he get his hands on such a 
video in the first place? Yep, it HAD to be Steve and that tingle between my 
legs got stronger as I anticipated what I was about to find and then what I 
would do to him afterwards.

While on the subject of porn movies, personally I have never understood the 
fascination guys (and some girls I guess) have with porn films and pictures. 
For me, they are so impersonal and fake that there is nothing sexy or erotic 
about them.  That said, there was absolutely no doubt that Steve loved them.  
He had a HUGE stash of dirty magazines supposedly hidden in his room but 
Sharon knew where he kept them and showed me his collection one day when 
Steve was out.  We had both giggled like grade schoolers as we looked through 
them, trying to imagine what it would be like to let a guy do such nasty 
things to us.  As I said, my dad enjoyed porn and sometimes I watched his 
videos with him.  I found it rather interesting the way he would get off from 
them and even masturbate during a really hot scene.  He especially had a 
thing for seeing two girls together, the younger the better.  I have to admit 
that sometimes I even found myself getting excited by them.  Actually, I 
don’t know if it was the sex on the screen or seeing my dad cumming that got 
me off more.  It wasn't anything weird or anything, not like I thought about 
having sex with my own father or anything.   I just thought it was cool to 
see what got him off.  Sometimes I would try those things on Steve and he 
would look at me with a “where did you learn THAT?” look and I would just 
smile. Yep, my dad was an excellent barometer for me when it came to 
evaluating sexual techniques!

I finally reached the family room entrance and peeked around the corner, 
hoping to catch Steve jerking that cock I’d grown to know and love so well. 
So far his cock was the only one to have fucked me.  Actually it was the only 
one I’d ever touched in a sexual manner.  Sure I’d seen my dad’s plenty of 
times such as when we would spend evenings in out hot tub naked together.  My 
mother had even explained masturbation to me after I had witnessing my dad 
doing it and shortly after when we were in the hot tub she had let me touch 
his penis just so that I could understand what one felt like. There was 
nothing erotic or sensual in what we did, just a good ol’ fashioned sex 
education lesson.  I did find it interesting how he grew when I held it 
though.  Often I’ve wondered what it felt like to have a part of you double 
in size like that when you got horny! Must be weird, to say the least.


Chapter 2 – Watching Jim Masturbate
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When I finally go to peek into the family room, much to my surprise it was 
NOT Steve laying on the couch.  There WAS a boy there though, naked and 
stroking his own stiff cock as he watched three girls being fucked by one guy 
on the TV.  It was his brother Jim! Now Jim was only thirteen and not nearly 
as well developed as his older brother but it was immediately obvious that he 
still had a nice cock – especially for his age.  His pubic hair was just 
developing and so it was a lot thinner and shorter than his brother’s but if 
he had the same genes as Steve I knew his crotch would be filling in soon. 
There WAS one thing I noticed about Jim that made him distinctly different 
from Steve.  Jim was using his right hand to jerk off whereas Steve preferred 
his left hand.  My dad also used his left hand and both he and Steve were 
right-handed so I figured Jim must have been left-handed.  Well, you can 
always learn something new and I filed this little tidbit of information away 
to see if in the future it held true.  Maybe I should run a survey some day 
to find out which hand men preferred to jerk off with!

I wasn't quite sure what to do at that point.  My plan had been elegantly 
simple – just strip and walk in naked to surprise Steve but now the whole 
situation had changed.  My first instinct was to just leave and never tell 
anyone what I’d done or seen.  After all, even though I’d masturbated many 
times since I had teased Jim, it was all just a fantasy as I had no intention 
to really DO anything with Jim.  He was almost two years younger than me and 
frankly I had a hard enough time dealing with boys my age and older let alone 
one younger and less mature.  Overall I preferred guys like Steve who were a 
couple of years older than me.  They were usually SO much more mature than 
the stupid jerks in my class.  Unsure of whether I should leave or stay, I 
ended up with a compromise. Instead of leaving right away I decided to just 
watch and enjoy the show!

There is something about watching a guy masturbate that just turns me on and 
when I know he is jerking off with ME on his mind, well that just makes it 
ten times better for me. I loved watching Steve masturbate and even though I 
preferred it to be when he was lusting over me, it was still a turn-on to 
watch at any time.  Masturbation in my family is nothing to be ashamed of and 
I had seen my dad do it hundreds of times over the years and he watches me.  
For me, it is just fascinating to watch my dad’s cock grow when his hand 
fondled it and dirty thoughts filled his minds.  I wondered what it felt like 
to have a part of you swell up that way but I never asked him.  Although I 
often wondered what he was thinking when he did it.  There was ONE time when 
I did ask him but to my surprise and shock he refused to answer me and even 
acted a bit upset with me for asking so I never brought up the subject again.  
Unlike my dad, Steve didn't mind telling me and I loved listening to him tell 
me all the dirty things he fantasized about me while her jerked off.

On a more clinical level, another reason I liked to watch Steve masturbate 
was to observe HOW he did touched himself.  Like me touching my clit, I 
figured nobody knew better than he did what made his cock feel good so when 
it was my turn to blow him or even just give him a hand job, I tried to mimic 
his own actions.  It must have worked because he told me many times I was 
much a better cocksucker compared to other girls who had blown him.  I knew 
Steve had been with several girls before me, some of them had quite the 
reputations as well and so for him to tell me I was better than them with the 
limited experience I had, well that just made me feel so proud and good 
inside! I told my mom and she seemed proud of me as well.  She had shown me a 
few techniques of her own using one of her dildos and those were what I used 
to surprise Steve sometimes!

Jim was now officially the third guy I’d seen masturbating.  I found it 
interesting, to say the least, that all three used totally different 
techniques.   My dad liked to use lotions or oils to lube up his cock and 
then he would stroke it up and down the entire length with his hand wrapped 
around his stiff shaft.   Steve didn't use anything to make him slippery but 
then he didn't move up and down the shaft so much as he seemed to rub the 
skin up and down as far as it would move.  While Steve and my Dad were 
similar in their techniques, Jim had a completely different style.  Although 
I’d arrived too late to see how he got himself hard in the first place, now 
he was rubbing his cock against his stomach using his wrist to do the 
rubbing, making his cock move back and forth across his stomach. His fingers 
never touched his cock the majority of the time as he looked like he was 
buffing the wax on his car except it was his cock getting the buffing.  Well, 
I guess it’s whatever works for you.  After all, it was the same with girls.

I masturbate now and then with my friends and one of the first things I’ve 
noticed is that we all have our own private moves to get us off.  My 
preference was a single finger slowly circling my clit while my friends would 
use more fingers or even the palm of their hand, all using different speeds 
and pressure.   I also loved to insert one or more of my fingers inside my 
pussy and pretend they were a cock that was penetrating me.  I was surprised 
to find how many girls NEVER put their fingers in themselves so I guess it’s 
a personal thing, just as it is for guys.

Regardless of technique, one thing WAS for sure; I could never watch Steve 
masturbate without getting horny myself and now his brother Jim was having 
the same effect on me. I quietly slipped off my coat and laid it gently on 
the floor behind me.  I flinched at the loud snap when I undid my jeans but 
Jim was too preoccupied to notice.  My zipper seemed to scream as I pulled it 
down but in reality I am sure it was just my imagination.  Once it was all 
the way down I slipped my hand down and inside to touch myself.  Remember 
that if my initial plans had worked out my jeans would have already been off 
which is why I wore a pair that were fairly loose one me so they could be 
removed as easily possible.   Thus they were a lot easier than my tighter 
jeans to slip my hand down the crotch until I reached my hungry pussy.  At 
first I just lightly rubbed over my clit in a slow circular motion, not even 
pushing myself aside to touch it directly but just rubbing it through my 
skin.  Once I felt myself responding, I ran my finger down my slit until I 
reached my pussy hole which kept getting wetter each time I checked it.  As I 
did my finger would pick up some of my moisture and drag it up to wet my clit 
and make it slippery which allowed me to rub it more easily.  I worked aside 
the hood and touched it directly, stifling the gasp that tried to escape me 
when I first touched it.

As I pleasured myself I kept my eyes on Jim.  Even though his masturbation 
technique was different, it must have been effective because it wasn't long 
before he had brought himself to a climax, shooting his cum all over his 
hairless chest and flat stomach.  Seeing the resulting gooey mess and the way 
his cock stiffened and shot its first load almost to his face was enough to 
initiate my own orgasm.  It was all I could do to keep quiet as I rubbed 
myself furiously, imaging that his cum was shooting into my waiting mouth 
instead of being wasted on his stomach.  Steve’s cum was the only flavor I’d 
ever tasted and I wondered what Jim’s cum would taste like compared to his 
brother’s.  How it would feel as I swished in around my mouth and then 
swallowed it down quickly like a slimy oyster gliding down my throat?

All the while I came my knees were bending under me as they weakened from the 
overwhelming tingling sensation that was running through them as my orgasm 
surged through me.  As incredible as it felt, all it seemed to do was wet my 
pussy’s appetite for even more.  I had never been so close to a hard cock 
without being fucked by it and it was driving me nuts not to feel it in me.   
(When I say “never”, I should clarify that my dad’s erection didn't count – 
it’s not like he intended to fuck me or anything when he masturbated.) As I 
mentioned before. I hadn’t really thought that much about being fucked by 
anyone else but now that I was watching Jim’s hard young cock I couldn't help 
but wonder how it would feel inside of me.  The fact he was only thirteen 
didn't bother me or, for that matter, even enter my mind one way or the 
other.  After all, I wasn't interesting in HIM, just his hard cock and so 
what difference did it make how old it was?

As I leaned against the doorway, still feeling the waning surges of my 
orgasm, Jim cleaned himself off with a small towel he had on the floor next 
to the couch and laid back on the couch again, lightly stroking his cock up 
and down the shaft with just the tips of his fingers.  I had a feeling he was 
not finished yet as he was still hard even after his climax.  That was really 
no surprise as Steve usually stayed hard for at least two times and even the 
third time it only took a little sucking to get him up again. 

On the TV the girls had finished off their guy and were now at work on each 
other in a circle, each licking a pussy.  I had never had a lesbian 
experience of any type and I couldn't help but speculate what it would be 
like to do something like that.  When I masturbated with my friends, we were 
just getting ourselves off and there was never anything between us. My mother 
actually taught me the most about masturbation but she was my mother and so 
of course we never did anything sexual with each other. I enjoyed giving her 
a massage at times when she came home from work all tired and sore but that 
was all we did.  I rubbed her ass and thighs sometimes but never touched her 
pussy.  My mom had a great body for her age and she was understandably proud 
of it.  We would go out at times and people would mistake her for my older 
sister which pleased her to no end. I enjoyed touching her and feeling her as 
a mother and daughter often do although that form of showing our love for 
each other never extended to her breasts or pussy.  Really, why would I want 
to have sex with my own mother? I had the feeling she had done it in the past 
but she never told me much about it except to smile like a Cheshire cat when 
I mentioned it.


Chapter 3 – Jim becomes My Second
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By now I was ridiculously horny.  Jim was back at it again, rubbing his hard 
cock as another sex scene played out on the TV in front of him.  It was time 
for a decision.  Well, it was really not even a decision at all since there 
was only one outcome I could imagine.  Quite simply, I knew that I was going 
to have sex with Jim and have it NOW, whether HE knew it yet or not! I zipped 
myself up and then snapped my jeans back together again.  I fluffed out my 
hair and walked into the room acting as if I had just arrived and not seen 
anything up until then.  As I came into view Jim saw me and panicked, 
immediately curling up in a fetal position as he tried to hide himself.  I 
almost laughed at his frantic attempts to use the remote to turn off the porn 
video, as if he could hide the fact that he had been watching it from me.  He 
finally got the TV off and then he grabbed his cum-stained towel from the 
floor and used it to hide his crotch from me.

“Kelly!” he blurted out, stammering like crazy, “What the hell are you doing 
here?”

“Oh my god,” I said, pretending to be surprised at the scene in front of me, 
“I thought that Steve was in here.  I’m soooooo sorry Jim!” Looking at the 
now blank TV, I commented, “Wow, that certainly was interesting.  Does that 
stuff turn you on Jim?”

Jim remained in a fetal position and with the towel clutched to his crotch 
all I could see was his bare ass – which was pretty cute actually!.  It 
looked pretty tempting all by itself and I found myself wishing he would give 
me a view of the other side of his waist! Jim didn’t respond so I decided he 
just needed some more encouragement.  I moved up close to the couch and 
licked my lips just enough for him so see.

“Remember the last time we were alone in this room Jim?” I purred in a sultry 
voice.  “Have you been jerking off thinking about what I did that day?”

Jim blushed deeply which gave me all the answer I needed.  I would have been 
terribly disappointed if he hadn’t! How could any boy have forgotten the show 
I had put on for him last month! I stood in front of the dark TV screen and 
cupped my breast through my shirt.

“Now... Wouldn’t you rather see a live performance Jim?” I said seductively to 
him. “How about I start where we left off last time?” 

Even if he had tried to pretend he wasn't interested, I wouldn’t have 
believed him anyway so there was no sense in waiting for him to answer.   I 
slipped off my sneakers and dropped my jeans, taking my white ankle socks off 
with them, leaving me bare from the ass down with just a thin flannel shirt 
that hung half way down my butt - just barely enough to keep my fuzzy pussy 
from his view.

“Why don’t you go back to what you were doing while you watched those girls 
on the TV Jim?” I asked him. He hesitated, of course, so I pretended to pout 
and whined, “What’s the matter, don’t I turn you on as much as they did?”

That did it! In response Jim slowly laid back on his back again.  The towel 
slid off to the side and his cock was back in view.  I was pleased to see 
that despite whatever fears he may have had when I showed up, it sure hadn’t 
affected his dick one iota! It was just as hard as it had been when I walked 
in and my mouth watered at the thought of sucking it.  Somewhat self-
consciously he started back to work on his cock with his hand again.  As for 
me, I leaned back against the TV console and started playing with myself for 
him to watch.   Bending my knees, I slid down until I was sitting with my 
bare bottom on the floor, my knees bent such that my feet were still flat on 
the floor.  I slowly spread my legs wide apart, giving him a great view of my 
warm fuzzy pussy.   Using one hand I spread myself apart with my fingers and 
then with the other I played with my clit and fucked myself with my fingers.  
It made me feel incredibly sexy to masturbate once again for him and I loved 
the way he was getting turned on.

Jim sat up on the couch so he could watch me without having to turn his head 
to the side.  His cock was red and swollen again and I wondered how much 
longer it would be until he was cumming again.  Not much if I was going to 
have to guess from the way he was stroking it! With two fingers up my pussy, 
I kept talking to Jim, trying to arouse him even more with my naughty words 
in addition to what I was showing him. “Mmmmmmm, it feels so good to have 
something up inside of me,” I groaned as I buried my fingers in me as far as 
I could push them.  “I love a cock so much better though.  I love it when I 
have a cock deep inside of me, filling me up so full, making me cum so hard!”

I was positive that Jim had never fucked a girl before.  Odds were he hadn’t 
even been seriously kissed yet let alone get around the bases. Well, I really 
couldn't say much since so far I had only fucked one guy so it wasn't like I 
was the most experienced girl in the world.  Sure Steve had fucked me a LOT 
but all the same, it was always the same cock.  In a way there was a sense of 
security for me in that as I knew what Steve felt like and how he fucked me.  
I loved the way he fucked me and I wanted it anytime I could get it but at 
this moment I found myself wondering what a different cock would be like.

“Tell me Jim,” I purred to him, “Have you ever been with a girl before?”

As I knew he would, Jim didn't answer but just shook his head, his eyes never 
once leaving my pussy as he watched my hands doing myself.  I twisted around 
until I was on my hands and knees and crawled slowly towards him.  I licked 
my lips seductively as my eyes moved between his eyes and his beautiful cock.  
No more words were necessary now.  I knew that Jim must have been hoping 
against hope that I would keep coming towards him and didn’t dare say 
anything to break the spell.  He had to be wondering if this was going to be 
his first chance to have sex with a girl and I could only imagine the dirty 
things he was thinking about me.  I moved in between his open legs and gently 
took his hand and pushed it away from his throbbing cock, replacing it with 
my own hand as I wrapped my fingers around the shaft.  They fit easily around 
him - he was definitely a lot smaller than Steve, but that didn't really 
matter to me.  I was more interested in what he had than what he didn’t have! 
No sooner did I start to stroke it then a burst of cum exploded from him.  
The feel of a girl’s hand on him must have triggered him off and once again 
he shooting loads of cum up in the air and down on my hand and his crotch.

“Oh my god, I am soooooo sorry,” he cried. “I didn’t mean to cum so fast...I 
can't believe I did that!”

“Don’t worry Jim, I understand.” I said as the last of his cum dribbled from 
his head.  I took my hand and put it up to my mouth where I licked off his 
cum from it. My question about whether or not it would taste different was 
immediately answered. Although the general taste was the same in terms of 
being gooey and salty, he DID have a distinct flavor.  I don’t know even how 
to describe it other than to say it tasted like cum! His eyes widened as he 
watched me clean all his sperm from my hand.

“You see Jim,” I told him, “It’s not so bad at all.  Cleaning up is half the 
fun! Now let’s finish cleaning you up - and I don’t mean with a towel.”

I bent over his cock and started to lick the cum from his shaft and his 
crotch.   He was starting to get a nice bush of pubic hair around his cock 
and balls and some of the cum was mixed in with it.  I took his hair in my 
mouth and sucked the cum from it.  A few drops on his stomach were quickly 
licked up and in no time at all I had just about all of him cleaned off.  A 
little bit had fallen onto the floor and couch leaving a stain on the couch 
but that was not the first time I was responsible for a cum stain on this 
couch! His cock had softened a little this time after he came, not completely 
but noticeably so.  Well, obviously it was time for me to get back to work! I 
took his semi-hard cock in my mouth and I felt him tremble slightly as my 
tongue ran over his still sensitive head.  I let him drop out of my mouth and 
looked up at his face.

“So how does it feel to have a girl’s mouth on your cock Jim?” I asked him in 
a teasing voice. “Want me to keep going?”

“Oh god that feels so good Kelly,” he moaned, “I have thought so many times 
about you doing it when I see you being slutty around Steve.”

I didn’t need a map to tell me what Jim had been doing when he was thinking 
of me blowing him! I started to lick his cock from the base to the head, 
slowing drawing my tongue along the shaft, wiggling it slightly as I worked 
my way up.   Each time I got to the tip I would then circle around his head, 
running my tongue just under the ridge and then up the back where the ridge 
formed a “V” leading to the tip.  Each time I would lick up a different path, 
one side and then the other, front and back, until I had covered it 
completely at one time or another.  Jim just moaned softly the whole time, 
running his hands through my hair.  Then I took him in my mouth, just the 
head at first.  I sucked on it like a lollipop, grabbing it with my lips.  At 
the same time I reached under his cock to hold his balls, gently massaging 
them and running my fingers through the kinky hair that was starting to grow 
on them.  Suddenly I plunged my head down onto him, taking all of him in my 
mouth until my face was pressed again the base of his cock.  I think that 
move surprised him as he jumped and then started to groan loudly.

“Oh god that feels incredible Kelly!” he whispered in a husky voice. “I never 
dreamed it would feel this way!”

Well, if he thought what I was doing now was great, wait until I REALLY 
sucked him off.  I started to literally fuck his cock with my mouth, letting 
him in and out in a rhythmic motion as my tongue caressed him with each 
stroke.  He smelled sweaty from his previous exertions which was always a 
turn-on for me.  I loved a smelly cock, the stronger the better.  Jim was not 
all that musky but it was still pleasant to draw in his scent with a deep 
breath and savor it. Now and then I would stop with him all the way in my 
mouth and then twist my head around him as if trying to screw it into me 
further.  At other times I would pause with just the tip in my mouth, licking 
his hole with the tip of my tongue and then running my lips around him.  
Fortunately he had just cum or I think he would have unloaded within the 
first few minutes.  As it was he must have lasted closer to ten minutes 
before I felt the tell-tale signs that he was about to cum.  His cock 
stiffened even more (if that were possible) and swelled as he prepared to 
unleash his load of cum once again.  This time however, he wasn’t going to 
waste his cum.  This time I was there to take his load!

“OH... KELLY... OHHHHHHH!” Jim cried out as I felt the surge of his first burst 
of his sperm splashing in my mouth and on my tongue. All his shyness 
disappeared in the heat of his orgasm and he groaned as he said what he had 
been wanting to say to me for so long, “Oh suck it Kelly, suck my dick!”

Jim gave me about four good shots and then several blanks as he trembled and 
convulsed in my mouth. His hands held my head down into his cock, keeping me 
from letting go of it - not that I had any intention of doing so!! This was 
one of the times I looked forward to whenever I sucked a cock, feeling him 
shrinking in my mouth as drops of cum would ooze from his sensitive cock.  I 
gently sucked on his dick and was rewarded by a convulsive jerk as it reacted 
to my teasing.

The pressure from his hands gradually let up and I lifted my mouth off of 
him.   Looking into his eyes I smiled as the aftertaste of his semen lingered 
in my mouth.  He was still breathing heavy after what was undoubtedly the 
best orgasm he had ever had.  I wasn’t finished with him yet, though.  Now it 
was time for Kelly to have some fun! I stood up and then got on the couch 
next to him.   Turning, I laid down with my head against the arm of the couch 
and my legs spread apart for him to see my wet pussy.  I ran my finger up and 
down it to wet it and then stuck the same finger in my mouth, sucking my 
pussy juices off of it.  I loved the taste of myself and frequently did this 
just about anywhere I could get away with it and few places I didn’t!

“Ever lick a girl’s pussy before Jim?” I asked him.  He just shook his head 
so I decided to go another step in his sex education. “Why don’t you try it 
with me first then?”

Jim looked hesitant at first, his lust telling him to do it but his mind 
questioning it for some reason. As always, his lust won over and he 
positioned himself between my open thighs.

“Put your hands under my butt and lift me up to make it easier for you to eat 
my pussy Jim,” I encouraged him.  I felt Jim’ hands on my ass, one on each 
cheek.  My hips rose up as he lifted me a few inches, exposing my waiting 
pussy for him to lick.  “That’s it Jim, now run your tongue up and down my 
slit... That’s it, God that feels good – you’re a natural!”

As Jim licked me I continued to talk to him, alternately telling him how good 
he was doing and then instructions on how to eat my pussy better.  I used my 
own hand to show him where my clit was and he actually got me off once with 
his tongue circling around my clit. His face looked so erotic as his mouth 
and nose pressed into my fuzzy bush of hair. I took a peek between his legs 
and saw that his cute cock had hardened once again.  Much as I was enjoying 
his attempts at licking me, it was time for the final lesson of his sex-ed 
class!

“Come here Jim and kiss me, let me taste myself on your face and mouth,” I 
commanded him. We barely kissed, more like rubbing our faces together, but as 
he did so I could feel his hard cock touching my pussy, teasing it with the 
pressure of his cock head pushing against my wet pussy hole.  Damn I wanted 
to be fucked SOOOO badly right then so without saying another word I reach 
down and grabbed his cock with my hand.  I guided it to the entrance to my 
pussy until it was pressing against me and then lifted my hips up against it.  
His cock was still wet with my saliva and my pussy was soaking wet from his 
mouth so his cock slide into me easily an inch or so before he even realized 
what was happening!

“What the hell?” he gasped with his eyes as wide as saucers, “Am I fucking 
you Kelly?”

I almost laughed but managed to keep a serious face.  Who would have believed 
that the one thing he probably dreamed about the most was likely fucking a 
girl, and now that he was doing it he didn't even know it!

“You sure as hell are so push it in me deeper!” I replied, wiggling my ass 
around to let his cock head tease the inside of my pussy.  My arms were 
around him as his animal instincts took over.  Jim clenched his ass as he 
pushed himself forward to drive his dick further into me.  Once he was all 
the way in he stopped for a moment as if unsure what to do next.  I laid 
there for a moment as well, enjoying the feel of his cock as it violated my 
pussy.

“OK Jim, now fuck me... move it in and out of me,” I whispered to him in a 
sultry voice.  Jim had seen enough porn flicks to know what to do and so he 
didn't disappoint me as he began to stroke himself in and out of me.  It was 
pretty basic, just a steady in and out motion as I felt the length of his 
dick moving in and out, in and out, in and out.  A couple of times he pulled 
out too far and flopped out of me.  He seemed embarrassed but I smiled at him 
and help him to get back in me again.  Although he may not have even realized 
what he was doing, his motion was getting faster and harder, pushing my body 
up into the couch more as his crotch would slam into mine.

“Don’t just stroke it, try grinding it in me Jim,” I coached him. “Put it all 
the way in and move your hips around up against me.”

He was a good student and did precisely as I had told him.  His pubic hair 
was thin but coming in nicely and I loved the feel of it against my own 
thickening bush.  I trimmed it a bit as it grew so it didn’t stick out of my 
bikini or panties but shaving was still a couple of years away.  The added 
friction of our pubic hair plus the feel of him rubbing against my clit with 
his crotch was enough to make me ready to cum.  I wanted to do it with him 
though.

“Fuck me Jim,” I whispered, “I want to cum with you now so fuck me hard.”

Jim, still silent except for his panting from his exertions, started banging 
me once again.  Just as I felt my orgasm starting I felt him start to jerk in 
me like he was having a convulsion!

“Oh Kelly, I’m cumming,” he said between breaths. I could feel him start to 
pull out of me, afraid to leave his cum in me, but I wasn't going to let that 
happen.   I wrapped my legs around him, pulling him inside of me again as my 
pussy exploded with a combination of his cum and my own as my orgasm built.

“Stay in me,” I pleaded, “I want your cum in me.”

Jim was thrusting slower now, the last of his ejaculations depositing 
themselves in me.  My orgasm was just starting to peak though and I could 
feel my entire body tingling with the sensation I only get at this moment, 
that sensation that drives me to play with myself and to have sex whenever I 
can.  It is the most wonderful feeling in the world to cum and I was 
overwhelmed at that moment by it all.  My senses seemed to heighten, every 
nerve in my body was firing and it felt almost like I was on fire.  I could 
feel every inch of his cock in me, feel it throbbing in me as it slowly 
dwindled inside of me. I could hear his breathing, the labored breaths as 
tried to recover from his exertions.  Every sound in the house was amplified, 
the ticking of the clock in the hallway, the hum of the refrigerator in the 
kitchen, even cars passing by outside.  My boobs were so sensitive, my 
nipples hard as little bullets and going nuts with every touch of his chest 
as he laid on top of me, trying to hold himself up on his elbows.  Slowly I 
came back to earth and realized that I must have been breathing as I sucked 
in a badly needed breath of air.

“You OK Kelly?” Jim asked.   I guess he had reason to wonder.  What an 
incredible orgasm! I was quickly learning that the quality of my orgasms 
varied tremendously based on the circumstances I was in.  The more naughty 
and risky the situation, the better they seemed to be.  I mean, when I 
masturbated I was satisfied with the results, but I never could bring myself 
to the peak I was just on from fucking my boyfriend’s brother!

“Oh yes,” I assured him, “You realize you made me cum, don’t you?”

“Yea, I see girls on the movies cum but I think they’re just faking.  You 
sure you weren’t faking it too?”

“Trust me Jim,” I said with a wink and a sly smile, “I wasn’t faking.  See 
how flushed I am? No way to fake that.”

Jim was having a hard time holding himself up without crushing me so we sat 
up together in the couch.  He held me in his arms and I laid my head on his 
shoulder.  His cock was soft now but it was wet as was the rest of his crotch 
from my pussy.  I held his soft dick in my hand and then leaned over to suck 
it briefly.  I loved tasting my pussy on a cock.  Well, I loved the taste of 
my pussy in the first place but to have it “served” on a cock is all the 
better, especially when it is mixed in with his cum.

Eventually I knew it was time to go.  I stood up and dressed in front of him 
as he stayed on the couch naked and watched.  I could tell he wanted to say 
something but he seemed afraid to ask.  I had a good idea of what it was but 
I let him finally work up the courage to ask.

“Can we do this again sometime Kelly?” he finally managed to stammer out.

I shook my head.  It was exactly what I was afraid he would ask so I figured 
I had better nip it in the bud straight away. “No Jim, I just wanted to do 
this for you after the terrible way I teased you.  If you ask Steve and he 
says it’s OK then that would be a different story.”

The look on Jim’s face was answer enough.  I knew he would never dream of 
asking Steve to fuck his girlfriend so it was a safe bet for me to offer it 
to him.   But at least it put the pressure on him and it didn't seem like I 
was the one stopping it from happening.  Once I finished dressing, I gave him 
a quick kiss on the cheek goodbye and left for home.  I couldn't help but 
think on the way back that while I had let Jim fuck me, We didn't really kiss 
the entire time! I wonder how many of his friends could claim the same – to 
have their first big kiss AFTER they lost their virginity! I just shook my 
head to myself and grinned.  It would probably be a big surprise to whoever 
the girl was that kissed him as well! It certainly wasn't going to be me, 
that was for sure.  I enjoyed being fucked by Jim but there was no way I was 
ever going to be serious with him.  As good as his cock felt, he was still a 
immature kid who I really didn't like all that well.  I guess it just goes to 
show that you don’t really have to care about someone to be fucked by them! 
It was an interesting lesson for me... 

About an hour after I got home Steve called me.

“Hey Kelly, we still on for tonight?” he asked.  Oh my god, I had almost 
forgotten.  This was going to be great, getting fucked by both brothers on 
the same day! I didn’t dare tell him THAT though as we discussed our plans 
for the evening.  Even so, I almost lost control myself as Steve told me 
something else.

“You’ll never guess what happened today,” he said.  “I got home and found my 
little brother nude on the couch fast asleep with a porn movie in the VCR.  
From the looks of things he must have been having a pretty good time.  It’s a 
good thing my mom or Susan didn’t find him first but you can sure I will 
never let him hear the end of it! God, what a pervert!!”

It was a good thing we didn’t have a video phone or he would have seen the 
look on my face as I struggled to keep from bursting out laughing.  I guess 
fucking me had worn Jim out more than I had realized.  I wondered what Steve 
would have said if he had known what Jim had REALLY been doing! Oh well, I 
would be telling Susan everything the next time we were together and this 
just made my story all the better to tell!

From then on whenever I was at Steve’s house and Jim was there, I noticed he 
quickly started sporting a nice little bulge in his pants when he saw me.  I 
loved it that he was so turned on by me and I wondered how many times he had 
masturbated thinking of fucking me again.  The truth of the matter is I had 
done myself more than a few times thinking of him so who was I to judge? I 
still had Steve though and he was more than adequate when it came to meeting 
my needs.   Too bad Jim never got the guts to ask Steve about fucking me.  It 
would have been even better to have two brothers fucking me at the same time! 
Oh well, that is what fantasies are for but a girl can always dream, can’t 
she?

THE END