Two horny teenage brothers, a few drinks and an empty house, what could possibly happen?
With New Year been and gone it brought back memories of an incident that occured on a New Years eve back in the mid seventies between me and my younger brother. We were both horny teenagers, I was 16 and he was slightly younger. We were both straight, but with girls who allowed anything other than a quick grope in short supply, we had moved on from solitary masturbation to becoming jerk off budies earlier in the year.
On the night in question our parents were out celebrating with friends, however we didn't have the house to ourselves as our grandmother was staying with us for the holidays. Midnight came and went and about 12.30 parents, friends and neighbours arrived back to let in the New Year. In the relaxed atmosphere we were allowed a tin of beer and then the whole party, including us, moved on from house to house down the street. By the time we got to the final house and food was being made, we were feeling a bit tipsy and made our excuses and went home to the now empty house.
I can't remember if anything was said before hand, but when we got in the house we both had the same thought, sex! I guess it must have been the drink, because kissing wasn't usually involved, but we no sooner got through the door than we were in a passionate embrace. This was followed by mutual cock stroking through the pants. Of course at that age, our cocks were both rock hard and pointing to the ceiling, their ardour enhanced rather than diminished by the alcohol. Pants were quickly droped round our ankles, we wrapped our hands around each others cocks and began jerking. We were both uncut and similar in length at about 6 inches, but mt brother's cock was slimmer with a mushroom head, where as mine was thicker with a bell end. But one thing they had in common was that they were rock hard and dripping precum.
The alochol had loosened our inhibitions and anything seemed to go, we rubbed our cock heads together using the precum as a lube and ended up in another embrace, with our cocks sandwiched between our bodies as we kissed. We stumbled onto the sofa, where I went to work on my brother's cock, with not even a thought that my parents could arrive home at any time! I massaged his balls whilst sliding his foreskin up and down and overcome with passion or drink or a combination of the two, I began to blow him, something we rarely ever did. My own cock was now screaming for attention, so with our pants still around our ankles we shuffled around and changes positions. I was now laid on my back being jerked, with my brother working on my cock and balls. I pointed out to him that as I had blown him it was only fair to return the favour and so he rather tentatively took my cock into his mouth. The feeling was incredible and I began thrusting away and just seconds later shot my load into his mouth, much to his shock and surprise, he quickly pulled away and I had beg him to keeep stroking me through the orgasm.
I grabbed some tissues to clean up, buy of course my brother was now deperate for his own orgasm. After coming the thought of putting his cock back in my mouth didn't seem so appealing, so I brought him to orgasm by jerking him with a bit of sucking and made sure my mouth was out of the way as he started to shoot come all over his stomach and chest. After this he got cleaned up and we went of to bed. Goodnes knows what my parents when they staggered in later with the house smelling of cum, hopefully they were too drunk to notice.
This is a memory that comes back to me every New Year and the older I get the more I regret not returning the favour and blowing him to orgasm. We are both long maried now with children and nothing is ever mentioned of those teenage jerk off years.