Intimate Time with Older Brother

My father is ailing and old and recently has required constant assistance from my mother. The poor woman needed a break and so my brother and I volunteered to replace her and let her drive to our aunt’s house for a couple of days. I’m the second child of three, my brother Dor is 4 years my senior and my sister Karen 5 years my junior. I’m currently 43, gay and partnered for the last 18 years. Both my siblings are married with children. My sister is currently overseas with her family. I adore my older brother; he has always showed me great love and respect. I remember the occasional “world war” fights when we were young. However, as we grew up, we didn’t get a chance to meet often since he left for a military boarding school when I was 12 and never returned home except for weekend visits. As young children we didn’t share a room, so I only remember isolated occurrences when I got a chance to see him completely naked. Either at the swimming pool or the beach. I admit that he was only developing at the time so I can’t say I remember something unusual. By the time I grew up and came out he was already in his late twenties living with his girlfriend, now wife. I’m 6.1 and my brother slightly taller, 6.2. We both started growing hair on our chests and light fuzz on our bottoms in our teens, but I was a bit harrier. We both did a lot of sports growing up, me in the swimming pool, my brother playing soccer. I was a bit heavier than him and had a darker skin tone. He had a striking face; from an early age he grew a beard which suited him immensely and was very popular with the girls.  I remember discovering the art of masturbation at around the age of 12 and several times busted trying to imagine my brother naked. Obviously, I was embarrassed by those thoughts and tried to repress them constantly. Never spoke a word about it, not even to my partner. Nevertheless, I kept ruminating about his dick, curious how different is it from mine. Is it the same girth? What about length? Does he trim his bush? does he like it full and natural like myself? Coming out was not a traumatic event, my family is tolerant and sensible and received me wonderfully. My brother was amazing, I remember him hugging me telling me nothing changed between us. He confessed he had been guessing I was gay since he never heard me talk about girls the way he and his buddies used to. He also added that it was apparent I wasn’t into the girls I brought home. While nothing dramatic changed after I came out, my brother took his distance from me on those sporadic occasions when we were to change into bathing suits. So basically, I did not see him naked since I was in my early teens. Well, the years passed, we have aged. His family expanded and now he has 3 children the elder 21. He works in a bank and plays soccer once a week with his friends. We don’t live in the same town, so we see each other only on holidays. Then dad got ill, and mom was busy taking care of him and repeated in our phone calls how much she needed a break. Eventually, I told her to take a couple of days off and took a few days off work to spend time with my dad. A week before our scheduled arrangement, my brother called and informed me he will join me on the evening of the first day after work because he feels uncomfortable it’s all on my shoulders. I was glad we’d get some private time to catch up. The day with dad went well: feeding him, assisting with transfer between the bed, the sofa and the toilet. Dor joined us at about 17:00 and we had a nice dinner the three of us. At around 20:00 dad said he was very tired and went to bed leaving Dor and myself alone. We saw an action movie on Netflix, drank beer he brought with him and at about 22:30 I confessed I needed to go to sleep. Only then did Dor mention we did not discuss sleeping arrangements. Mom & Dad moved to a small apartment after all of us kids left home and now they have only one guest room with a queen-sized bed. I mentioned that either we could both share the bed in the guest room, or one could sleep on the sofa. I immediately mentioned that I would be happy to share a bed with him if it doesn’t bother him. Dor laughed and said that of course he wouldn’t care sharing a bed with his younger brother. I must confess it was a bit awkward. At home I tend to sleep in just my underwear. Now, I was cognizant of the fact that I don’t know how Dor goes to sleep and did not want him to feel uncomfortable. As we came to undress, I decided to follow his lead and sure enough, he took all his clothes except for his underwear and entered the bed. I must confess, at 47 Dor looks good. Hardly any white hair on his chest although his head is salt and pepper. He is toned with a small beer belly. Still the hunk he had always been. After a short and nervous quiet Dor mentioned that he has never been in bed with another guy wearing just his underwear. I mentioned that I never shared a bed with a guy that did not involve romance and we both started laughing. It seems to have eased the tension and I, half joking added “now I can’t even jerk off as I’m used to at night”. To that Dor laughed again and added that he too likes to masturbate when is in bed and his wife is either sleeping or coming to bed late.  We were both lying on our backs staring at the ceiling. The mention of the word masturbation by my brother got me excited beyond my imagination. Suddenly all the curiosity I developed about him during all those years surfaced and I started getting a little excited down there. I just had to continue with this conversation somehow. “Funny you mention that Dor, you know, I don’t think I ever heard you talk about masturbation. I didn’t even give much thought to the fact that you might be masturbating at your age and with your marriage”, I said. “Are you serious? what man doesn’t masturbate? Do you think after 23 years of marriage a guy gets satisfaction only from his wife? We hardly have sex anymore” Dor replied. “Of course, I masturbate”. “I guess you are right, it’s just that I can’t remember us ever talking about masturbation, or sex for that matter, it’s just something we as brothers never shared” I said. Dor was quiet for a few seconds and then replied. “you’re right, we never had but didn’t you have your friends for that? I know I did”. “Yes, I did but I learned about masturbation by myself and about sex from my friends. Many of whom confessed they learned about sex from their older brothers because they talked about it”. “Well, sorry I didn’t talk masturbation and sex with you” Dor said laughing. “Anything else I missed?”. I turned and looked at him and he stared back at me. While he was still smiling and obviously entertained by the topic of conversation, I could tell he was honest. So, I decided to continue and as frank as I could said: “if you really want to know… I was always very curious if we have the same equipment”. “Naaa, are you kidding me? Who cares what kind of penis his brother has? That is soo gay” Dor said quizzically. “I do” I answered a bit offended “. “For years I’ve been giving it a thought”. I said. “Why? Do you have such a small dick?” Dor replied. “No, maybe because I’m gay, maybe because you were always a chick magnet and I was no magnet…. I was always curious about your penis compared to mine”. I replied. Dor laughed and said: “I don’t believe our topic of conversation, this is crazy. Please believe me I’ve got nothing special down there and if you want, I don’t mind showing it to you, even now at the age of 47”. I joined him laughing and said: “I’ll let you off the hook but believe me I did give it a thought for many years”. At that point I skipped a heartbeat when Dor uncovered the sheets and took off his underwear. There nestled in a forest of dark pubic hair lay a nice big cut 5-inch flaccid cock with a beautiful head, not unlike my own cock which at this point got erected. “Is this what you were looking for?” Dor asked. My mouth was dry, I struggled to reply when Dor said as he switched on the light in the room “Well, let’s see yours now. You said you were always curious so let’s compare”. “I can’t” I hissed. But at that point Dor lifted the covers from myside and noticed I had an erection through my underwear. “Am I giving you a hardon?” he asked incredulously. I stuttered but managed to reply, “this whole situation got me fired up…after all, you are a good looking man and I did mention It’s the first time I enter bed with a man not for sex….it was a reflex”. “Oh please…” Dor sneered. “You’re such a pervert, but I don’t care. Now I’m interested…show me your cock” and with that I took my underwear off for Dor to see. “Damn, your cock is very similar to mine” he said, “but I think mine’s longer a bit when hard”. “Prove it” I said and unknowingly gave my cock a few tugs. “Are you masturbating?” Dor said. “I wasn’t masturbating but I admit I really need to at this point” I replied.  “What are the odds you’re joining me?” I asked. “I don’t believe I’m doing this but sure, I’ll join you, but don’t you dare mention this to anyone in the world, do you hear me?” Said Dor. With that, I just couldn’t control myself and kissed him on his forehead laughing. By now Dor was hard himself and true to his estimate, it seemed he was an inch longer than me. He was 7.5 inch hard and I was 6.6. We found ourselves sitting on the bed with our backs on the wall, both masturbating with the right hand while watching each other. I was fascinated and I saw that Dor himself was getting into this jackoff session. We were going at it for several minutes when I asked Dor what he is fantasizing about that keeps him erect. He replied “Oddly enough, this whole turn of events got me horny…. this is the first time something like this is happening and I admit I quite enjoy it”. I don’t know where my courage came from at this point, but I found myself taking my right hand moving Dor’s right hand from his cock and placing my own on his cock and pulling gently. Dor was in utter astonishment and panic. I saw his lips starting to form the phrase “WTF” but then he just moaned and tilted his head back to the wall and shut his eyes instructing me to continue. I did for a couple of minutes and then asked him to jerk me off as well. He opened his eyes in bewilderment but without a word took my cock in his left hand and started stroking. We both kept at it for 5 more minutes until we came, almost simultaneously. Me on his hand and he on his stomach. I had copious amounts of cum and I was ecstatic. Dor immediately went to clean himself in the adjoining bathroom and returned with his underwear back on. He was composed by this time and repeated twice: “Not a word about this to any living sole I don’t know what came over me”. He got into bed, turned his back to me and went to sleep. As I was dozing off before falling asleep, I heard him say: “Thanks for this crazy experience. I’m  such a pervert for doing this but it was perfect”.