But a kiss wasn’t enough anymore. We were in way too deep now. Even as my tongue pressed farther into my brother’s mouth, I was thrusting my hips back. I could feel, through the thin fabric, my brother’s penis. But honestly, I didn’t think of it like that. I thought about the fact that I was in bed with a boy that I knew I loved. And I wanted him inside of me. I broke our kiss now and I heard Ben groan a little as my tongue slip from between his lips. I smiled and kissed his cheek.
“Don’t worry,” I said, “This is going to be even better.” I started to slide my body down my brother’s, feeling my thighs glide over his knees and my breasts moved along his stomach. I trailed kisses down his neck as I moved, but I moved quickly. This felt so right, I didn’t want the moment to pass.
“What’re you doing?” Ben asked, a little nervous and a little excited.
“Trust me,” I said. And as I spoke, I slid down so that my ass rested against my brother’s shins, my breasts on his thighs, my face now low, just inches above my brother’s thin, warm pajama shorts. I could see the outline of my brother’s cock through the fabric, and my mouth watered. I reached my hand up quickly, letting my long fingernails slip into the elastic waistband and feeling the heat of his skin underneath. Ben was looking down at me, his eyes wide and his body rigid. I pulled up on the waistband and then gently down. Ben lifted his hips off the bed and his boxers slid down, my brother’s penis came into view.
“Oh!” I said as it popped free. I don’t know, maybe it was because of what Christine had said, I guess I had been expecting something… freakishly small or something. And I won’t lie and say that Ben was some sort of pornstar. It was on the small-ish side of average. But average nonetheless. Maybe a little thin, but the length was fine. I’d seen bigger. But I’d probably seen one or two smaller before too. And Ben’ penis… it was kind of cute. And I didn’t mean that in a condescending way, it was attractive, well-proportioned. The only thing I could figure was that Ben’s pubic hair was wild and unkempt, making his package look a little smaller than it really was. But I was pleasantly surprised. This was something I could definitely work with.
“What?” Ben asked. I didn’t really think saying “You’re penis is bigger than I thought” would go over well. So I skirted the issue.
“I didn’t realize you were uncircumcised,” I said, looking at his foreskin.
“Is that a problem?” he asked nervously.
“Didn’t I make myself clear before?” I said, looking up at him and winking, “I like you exactly the way you are.” And then I leaned forward. I tilted my head slightly to the side as I moved closer. I could feel the heat of my brother’s body growing as I moved towards him, and I could feel his eyes on me. I moved my lips forward until I felt the rigid heat of Ben’s cock. It felt like warm iron wrapped in silk. I groaned and Ben’s cock twitched slightly.
“Oh fuck!” Ben said, gasping for breath. His cock almost pulled away, but I pinched my lips around his foreskin, holding my brother in place. The skin was smooth and hot against my lips and I prodded it with my tongue, tasting his salty skin. Even as Ben’s cock moved away from my lips, I kept his foreskin pinched in my mouth, it stretched between us. I started to suck on my brother’s foreskin, pulling more and more of it into my mouth, slurping it into me. Ben’s cock started to moved back towards my lips, until I was once again kissing Ben’s shaft. I groaned now. I’d never felt so excited to give a blowjob before, it was almost like I was the once being served. I needed more.
I opened my mouth and tilted my neck so that the tip of my brother’s penis slipped into my mouth. Just the very tip of it at first. It was warm and hard against my tongue and just the thought of it being there made my heart flutter. My brother had obviously been excited and a large drop of clear pre-cum was on the tip. I swirled my tongue around, feeling the salty liquid on my tongue. I groaned as I savored the flavor, sweeter than most guys. My brother groaned as well, and I flicked my eyes up across my brother’s chest and to his face. He was looking at me, his eyes burning with fiery intensity. He’d never looked more attractive in his life. I swirled my tongue around the tip of his penis again, keeping my eyes on him as I moved. My mouth watered with the flavor and spit and pre-cum dripped from the corners of my my mouth, drooling down the length of my brother’s penis.
“Jesus Rach, that’s…” But he couldn’t finish the thought. Because I didn’t let him. I winked at him again and then I thrust my neck forward. I let my brother’s penis push against my lips, feeling the taut flesh pass over my tongue. His cock was wet with my spit and slipped easily inside of me. Deeper and deeper, my brother’s penis worked its way into my mouth. Soon, my nose was buried in my brother’s thick pubic hair and I breathed it in deeply, like the dirty, sweaty, sexy smell. I could feel my brother’s heavy balls pressing against my chin and I tilted my head left and right, feeling the stick skin of his scrotum against my face. I also felt his shaft, moving against my cheeks.
I felt Ben’s body tensing underneath of me. His hands moved up to my head, I could feel his fingers moving through my hair. I smiled around Ben’s cock as I felt him pulling my hair away from my face. He tilted his head so he could see his sister’s lips wrapped around his dick. I pulled my head back slightly, letting an inch or so of my brother’s cock slip out of my mouth. I let my tongue stay behind, pressing the rigid tip against my brother’s urethra, feeling the fullness of it. I swirled my tongue around on the underside of my brother’s penis, then pushed my tongue forward, driving his cock deeper into my throat and pushing the tip of my penis into his scrotum. He moaned at that.
I guessed that my brother liked to have his balls played with. And I absolutely adored his perfect, heavy balls. I wanted to play with them. I brought my hand up, pushing his thigh to the side so that I could slip my hand down. My fingers sank into his soft scrotum and I felt his balls against them.
At the same time, I started to pull my head back again, letting more and more of his penis slip out of my pursed lips, until only the tip remained. Then I started to move my lips back down his shaft again, letting his cock move towards the back of my throat. Out again, faster now. Soon, I was bobbing up and down, feeling my brother’s cock against my tongue and the back of my throat.
Ben didn’t last long. I guess I can’t blame him. The excitement was palpable. And I am pretty sure that was his first blowjob. But, what was more, I didn’t want him to last long. I was gently rubbing his balls, I was bobbing rapidly, and I was moving my tongue relentlessly. I had been trying to get my brother off as fast as possible. I wanted to make this happen. I wanted to taste… everything.
“Oh shit Rach, I am sorry I can’t…” Ben started. I looked up at him, kept his cock in my mouth, and shook my head gently. There wasn’t anything to apologize for. I wanted this. I felt Ben’s body growing tenser and tenser underneath of me. I felt his hands gripping tighter and tighter on my hair. I heard him take in a deep, deep breath and then hold it. I pulled back so that only the tip of Ben’s cock remained in my mouth, but I kept my tongue forward, thrusting against my brother’s urethra, milking out the matching DNA.