Friend's Brother

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When I was 14 my best friend had a big brother named Paul who was 17 and fit as fuck. Over six feet, broad shoulders, muscles and a tight little arse that I couldn't get enough of ogling. I was at the age when just hearing the words 'cock' or 'fuck' got my little pussy instantly wet, and I loved to visit my friend Anne's house for the slight possibility of seeing Paul undressed-just a shirtless moment or a brief second of....is that his cock swinging behind those sweats...yes, no, fuck yes!-would set me up for a weeks worth of wanking.



One magical day, Ann and I were watching a video when (yes!) Paul came sauntering in in his football gear. I mustered up all the subtlety of a horny 14 year old as I checked out thick hairy thighs and (score!) bare chest as he pulled of his jersey. All stored away for what promised to be a wank-and-a-half when I got home. My little clit was already twitching at full speed.



Paul wandered off towards the utility room at the back where the washing machine was and I squeezed my thighs together as I imagined him getting naked in there.



Getting up a few seconds later to get my drink from the table I noticed that the door of the utility room was slightly ajar and the mirror in the hall meant I was watching Paul strip off his shorts. I nearly dropped the glass; Anne told me to stop being such a clumsy tart.



I realised that if I casually moved over to another chair I'd have the perfect view. I obviously wasn't as casual as I'd imagined as Anne looked up suspiciously and asked why I'd moved to a chair further from the screen.



'Being so close hurts my eyes, don't wanna go blind'.



Well, it was better than 'Actually I'm just trying to get some toss fodder in the form of your hot, naked brother, probably I will go blind after about a thousand wanks to what I'm about to see'



The next couple of glorious minutes I had one eye on the mirror as Paul stripped to his jock and then did a few flexes before stripping it off, and, oh, oh, a long thick dick sprung into view. I almost creamed my knickers on the spot.



But it got better. He continued to do exercises which made the big prick swing back and forward, the fat head banging from one thigh to another. I was still wanking to that bit of the memory in my twenties.



At this point 'Dying for a toss' hardly covered it. My pussy was awash and I'm sure I must have had a huge stain on my jeans. I needed to get my hand on my crotch asap.



'Got to go to the loo' I said to Anne.



Precisely 30 seconds later my bare bum met the toilet lid in the upstairs bathroom and just a few rubs later I was positively squirting onto the pink plastic.



I nearly did go blind that month! Every time I closed my eyes I could see the big cock swaying, and I was constantly nipping off to the toilet or my bedroom for yet another wank.

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