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Brotherly love

Posted by: SoloTouchArchive Author: Flightcrew737 Posted on: 21 Jun 2006 3 comments
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(Please note FANTASY)I've always been a light sleeper, the last to go to sleep and the first to wake. I often wake up during the night. My brother, Mike, sleeps like the dead. He crashes out mid evening and always has to be woken up each and every morning.The hot slutry night makes sleep impossible for me. I lie awake, staring at the ceiling, playing games with the artexed shapes and creating a myriad of stories. I see there, stomr coulds gathering, a broiling mass of sea hurled against a distant shore. The high humidity makes everything stick me me, so I lie there naked breathing gently. I sense every light change in waht little breeze there is. SOmetimes, it plays against my nipples making them rear upwards in a mixture of pleasure and pain. I wonder if its possible to cum like this. No, put such thoughts away. It's too hot tonight. Restless I peel myself from the saoking sheet and head to the kitchen to get some iced water. I pass Mike's room. He is such a slob. Clothes little the floor, his curtains, always closed, make his room even hotter than mine. My eyes adjust to the darkness. He is lying on his bed. Naked.I see through the dimness the outline of his muscular shoulders and the gentle rise and fall of his chest as he breaths. I smooth my hair from my face and my hand gently brushes against my right breast.I see the six pack he has worked so hard to achieve, the muscles taught under his skin, even when lying down. I see it.The enormous hard on rears to the sky. Mike smiles in his sleep. His erection twitches. No doubt re-living the events of yesterday with his girlfriend.As I watch I see a tiny tear of pre-cum appear. IT teases me. Glistening there like a transparent pearl.My mouth feels dry.Silently, I walk towards him. My feet noiseless on the thick pile of the carpet. It smells like a typical boy's room in here. Sweaty socks, trainers, and something else. The heady scent of arousal. I kneel beside his bed. Holding my hair away, I lean over him and take the tip of his erection into my mouth, kissing away the pre-cum. I suck him in deeper. My tongue caresses this shaft and his tip. I swirl it deliciously sloly against him. He moans, and I glance up. He is still alseep. but there is no mistaking the heavy pulse I can feel with my lips. I begin a rhythm. Up and down. Slowly. Savouring each movement, each taste. I breath in through my nose deeply. I can smell Sarah on him. His cock and his pubic hair are still coated in her juices. I pick my my pace. Mike starts to breathe deeper. A whisper "Sarah" slips into the velvety night air. I suck harder. Mikes breathing quickens further. Now the groans are coming closer together. I dont know how near he is until I fell more than hear his breath catch. FOr a moment there is a total magical stillness. Mike holding his breath and me holding my suction. I feel the flood gates open and a torrent of spunk hits the roof of my mouth. My sucking connects me deeply within him and he respondes by sending six hard jets into my mouth. I swallow, careful not to break the suction.Mike sighs a long aspirant of relief. I feel him soften, but I dont release him until I have blessed his cock with my soft kisses and laid it to rest asleep on his pubes like putting a child to bed.I stand. For a while I watch him sleep. I savour the feeling of his sperm in my mouth.I smile, and head back to my room.Now I can sleep.