Orgasum voyure

Category: Female-Male (FM)
Submitted by: Cum taster Age: 17 then Gender: Female

Its not that bad. It was my first taste of two so far, but it wont be my last.

This happened last summer. I have a chore of taking out the trash and making dinner four days a week. My brother has all the yard work and has to clear the table. He gets off easier than me, but I guess he does sports so he does not have as much time. I sometimes ask him to help with dinner. I was starting soup early; it takes two hours to cook. I wanted him to shuck corn and open pea pods and cut other veggies. I went to his room he had just gotten out of the shower. I was about to knock when I hear him moaning. I stood there and listened it was so hot. I wanted so bad to see what he was doing but I knew if I came in or even knocked he would stop. I started getting wet. I stuck my hand in my pants and started strumming my bean. I needed to be extra quiet so as not to be found out and end the audio performance.

It was obvious when he came. He grunted like he was lifting a car. I was close but I knew if I came I would give myself away. I went to the bath room to collect myself and to give him a chance to normalize before asking him to help.

I did ask and he came down. I commented on how flushed he looked but he passed it off as from the hot shower. As we made dinner I asked him why he did not have a girl friend and who of my friends he thought was hot. All my friends would love to be his girl. He is smart, hunky, keeps him self clean, and dresses well. What is not to like.

Eventually we talked about how far we had gotten and what we did for release. I was leading the conversation. He seemed uncomfortable but when I was forthcoming he opened up too. He had an obvious tent in his pants. I got done with my part and it struck me, if I could get him horny again, and if I could hide our camera in his room I might get to see him doing it.

I ran to his room and set up the camera on is book shelf. Unless he looked right at it there was no way he would notice. I came back to the kitchen and started up where I left off. I was asking who of my friends had the best tits, and the best ass, and if he could get a hand job from any of them, which would it be. I asked him if he ever watched porn, figuring he must. I asked what sites he goes to trying to get a feel for what got him going. I had disclosed that I go on solo touch when I need to get off. So again he was forthcoming. He was hard as a rock again. So I suggested we retreated to our rooms to take matters into our own hands before our parents got home. He said that was too weird. I should not know when he is doing it. I said you know what I will be up to. Clearly your hard-on begs to differ. So off we went.

I went to solo touch and had a wonderful three orgasms, still working on my forth when I herd the garage door open. Signaling my mom was home. She always checks on me and dinner as soon as she gets home. So I quickly collected myself and waited to go collect the camera. Except for dinner my bro stayed in his room. When he went to brush his teeth I hustled in to grab the camera. I took it back to my room and locked the door.

I downloaded it and formatted the card to remove any evidence. I put on my head phones and watched the movie I had just made. He sat down at his computer and went on face book and started looking at MY FRIENDS pages. I guess all the earlier talk got him thinking. He was rubbing is cock through his jeans moving from page to page. He finally went back to Carrie's page. She is on cheer squad, for his basketball team. It was she, he most would want a hand job from. Underscore earlier note to self about Carrie. He finally took his penis out. It was the first time I had seen my brother's penis in years. It was huge!!! I did not have anything to compare it with other than porn, but was pretty sure I never wanted something that big in me. Eventually he took off his pants and started work in earnest. He varied his speed and technique. He finally settled on two hands one palm on the glands with his other on the shaft. When he came is was that same familiar grunt but this time I could hear several quieter grunts as he shot his load on his chest. I was so hot I came two times before it was over. He then reached over and grabbed a couple tissues and wiped up the mess curled up and went to sleep.

It dawned on me then why there were always lots of tissues in the garbage from his room. I immediately went to his room to collect the garbage. I figured he was still up given his nap. I was right, he was reading. I grabbed the bag pulled up another and went back to my room and locked the door. I dumped it out on a news paper. There were seven wads of tissues. I sniffed each one to confirm my suspicions. Clearly they all were used to mop up cum. Two were still damp. One in particular was really gooie. It was gross, but hot at the same time. It smelled a little like the pool showers at school, but musky though. It had me soaking wet. I opened the wet one up and there was some white residue like my girl goo. It had the same consistency. I so wanted to taste it. I wiped my finger through it and brought it to my nose. I could not believe I was doing this. I stuck my tongue out and it was not strong and yucky as I heard some girls describe. It was a little salty like tears. But it lacked the bite of girl goo. I though to myself I wish there was more.

The next day was the first time I really talked about what we had done the day before. I asked him what he though about. He was reluctant to tell. I suggested I could show him the solo touch story that had gotten me off. We went to my room and showed him the story. He read it and had a hard-on by the end. I suggested he was in need of some relief. He agreed. So I asked again what he had thought about the prior day, he made me promise not to tell, but it was Carrie's panty clad crotch nearly evident on her face book page. I figured it was something like that.

He asked me if I could steal a pare of her panties for him. If I did, he would do anything for me. A light went on. I told him only if he would cum in a cup so I could look at it under a microscope. I had in mind showing all my friends which is another story. I figured I could give him my own panties if it did not work out. He would be none the wiser. As he went to his room to prepare the specimen, I jilled, edging so as not to cum before I had his cum.

He returned in less than a half hour with a bathroom cup with about a table spoon of cum. I was surprised at how much there was, and told him so. He admitted to cumming twice, so I would be sure to have enough, so as not to be grounds for me to renege on our agreement. I shooed him away and locked the door.

As soon as the door was closed, while rubbing my bean with one hand. I brought the cup to my lips. It was half runny clear, half white cream. It smelled much stronger. It was still a little warm. In one quick shot I took it all. It was clingy I was afraid if I tried to swallow it would get stuck half way down. I kept in my mouth while I continued to rub. My mouth watered in an attempt to dilute the slug. I strained it through my teeth to break it up. My breathing was getting too urgent to hold it in my mouth. I swallowed and took a deep breath. In less than three seconds I was cumming I rarely cum standing up but I did this time. My legs went weak and I stumbled to my bed to enjoy the afterglow.

[lb][i]This story was originally submitted to Solo Touch and not published because it violates the rules.[/i][rb]