Thank you for the encouraging words.
Here is the continuation of some of the experiences my brother and I had.
I don't really remember when but it was about mid week when our parents and relatives left Brad and I at home for the afternoon. Brad being three years older than me and in high school, was more than capable of being home alone and having me with him. On their way out the door my mom told us not to fight and they would be home by 7pm and would bring dinner home.
It wasn't long after they left that Brad joined me on the couch in front of the TV. I guess I should have expected it but I was your typical dorky kid that was oblivious to my surroundings most of the time. Brad unbottoned his pants, pulled his cock out and started to masturbate. His penis was bigger and had more pubic hair on it than mine did. Brad was just way bigger than me in general. At his beckoning, I pulled my shorts down and started to stroke myself. The two of us watched each other as we jerked furiously away as if in a race to see which one would shoot first. Over the past couple of nights, he had jerked me off and given me blowjobs. In turn, I had stroked him a few times but never to conclusion.
"Here, come over here and let me put it in your mouth." I initially said no but Brad insisted and I was also curious what about it that he liked when he would eat mine. Up until then, I had always been the recipient. He continued to work the head of his cock with just his thumb and forefinger until I leaned over into his lap where he guided his erect penis into my mouth. With a handful of hair he rocked my head back and forth.
"I'm almost there..."
Brad was a mouthful and I had no idea as to what more I should be doing. It must not have matter though because within a couple of minutes he cried out and grunted and filled my mouth with semen.
His cum tasted oddly like if you were to suck on a copper penny.
"Did you swallow? Do you like it?" Brad seemed amused as I momentarily sat there with a mouthful of his semen trying to decide if I really needed to swallow it. The texture was what I could only imagine what trying to swallow a slug would be like. It didn't all go down at once and I had to swallow several times. I chased it down with a few sips of soda as I sat back on the couch.
Brad followed me to the bathroom and mastubated me after I peed and rinsed my mouth. Then again later in his bedroom.
When our parents arrived home they found us on the couch watching TV as if nothing of consequence had happend in their absence.
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