Message-ID: <34779asstr$1011222603@assm.asstr-mirror.org> Return-Path: X-Original-Path: not-for-mail From: strangesub@yahoo.com (G) X-Original-Message-ID: Content-Transfer-Encoding: 8bit NNTP-Posting-Date: 16 Jan 2002 14:46:21 GMT X-ASSTR-Original-Date: 16 Jan 2002 06:46:20 -0800 Subject: {ASSM} My Sex Life #5b (True,mtt,oral,bd,exhib,incest) Date: Wed, 16 Jan 2002 18:10:03 -0500 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation X-Story-Submission: X-Moderator-ID: gill-bates, newsman Sex The great obsession. These are the stories of my lives. Its permutations of cocks and cunts, holes and moans and slick fluids. The Internet affords me an opportunity to cater to a virtual exhibitionism. I am able to fuck and get fucked in public. There is no kinky activity I have to hide away for fear that my "normal" friends would consider me a deviant reprobate. All of us voyeurs can watch as I relive My Sex Life and expose all of the perverse things that I have done and that have been done to me - things that I have never told anybody. All of the stories written here are true. I have been eroticized all sorts of details in order create hot sex - but the the actual "scenarios" happened. In truth, sometimes the reality was far less interesting, exciting or pleasant. But my purpose is to make you hard and wet. I started writing these stories about six years ago. I picked it up again last year and decided to reprint the whole thing again in order to fill in the missing links and because its still nostalgic. If you would like to comment on these stories, criticize them, or whatever, send inquiries to strangesub@yahoo.com My Sex Life #5b Greg and his Brothers My brother Mark had gotten dressed and was leaving after having fucked my hot brotherly mouth and filled it with his sticky cum. My oldest brother, Jeff was still manipulating my hard meat, his hand slicked with vaseline. Jeff was completely dominating this whole scene, but as Mark reached for the door handle, I had a moment of panic. After all, my mother had just been outside a few minutes before. Who else might be there now? "Jesus, Mark," I said, sitting up, as he opened the door. I could see the empty hallway as he slipped out. God. Fuck it. I was so hot and Jeff was driving me crazy with his fucking hand. This whole thing was probably not really Mark's scene. He was a private person. I'll bet he would have been happier if Jeff had not come in. After that, I suspected he just wanted to get his rocks off and leave. I, on the other hand, was into being a total slut, even if I didn't realize it at the time. "What they teach us in the army is discipline," said Jeff, answering my question, his hand still on my throbbing manhood with a grip of steel. Using my cock as a lever, he pulled himself around to a sitting position on the bed, his back against the wall, his legs spread on either side of me. He pushed me around to set on my knees, my hard member standing out from my body with his fist still around it, squeezing painfully. "So, you like sucking cock." I sort of shrugged and nodded, not sure of where he was going. "Are you homosexual?" He bent my throbbing meat over painfully, eliciting a moan of lust from my lips. "I-I don't know," I panted, so turned on by the whole slutty scene. "I, I think about girls a lot....." He loosened his grip. "Huh, Ohh," I breathed in relief. "Well, we'll see what you are. This certainly turns you on." I nodded my head, thinking about the number of bondage and dungeon porno books he had, wondering what he was going to do next. He moved his hand, still slick from the Vaseline on my body to his own large penis. God, it looked huge! It was only because he was hairy and superbly muscled that his dick looked twice as big as mine, but it did. He wrapped his fingers around it and began stroking himself. "Now," he said, "Lick my nipples." "What?" I said, not sure if he was joking. He quickly reached out and slapped my cock, looking into my eyes. I gasped in pain at the erotic titillation. "Follow orders. Now do it." he commanded. I stretched forward and stuck my tongue out to lick at a nipple. This was bizarre. Was he a homo? He had his hand back on his shaft, sliding it up and down. His grabbed my head with his other hand and pulled my face into his hairy chest, hard. My mouth was on his nipple and as my teeth were pulled into it he gasped and moaned, "Yeah!" What was this, I wondered? As he let go, I pulled my face off his chest. "I thought only woman...AHHHH!" I interrupted myself as he slapped my cock again. "You don't take orders very well, do you?," he said. "You want to know what this feels like?" He reached out and took each of my hairless boy nipples between his fingers. Then he sharply twisted and pulled. "HUHHHHHhhh!" I inhaled piercingly. The erotic pain was intense. I never knew my nipples had feeling to them. My cock jerked with excitement. He continued pulling me down by my nipples to his large manhood slick with the combination of my vaseline and his own juices. I opened my lips as he thrust his meat into my mouth and let go of my boy tits. My hands went to his shaft and balls massaging them, holding them, trying to control his cock as he drove it in and out. Then, just as quickly, he grabbed my hair and pulled me off of him. It hurt a little, but I was getting really hot at this display of savagery. Jeff looked me straight in the eyes as my hands played with his large tool. He took his vaseline slicked middle finger and shoved it in my mouth. "Suck on this, little brother," he said intensely. He started rubbing around the inside of my mouth, massaging my teeth and gums and tongue. He added his thumb. God! These were in my ass! I could taste and smell the odd chalkiness overlaid with greasy vaseline and sex. I was repelled, but my captive 15 year old horniness kept me sucking his fingers and worshiping his adult cock with my hands. "God, you are nasty," said my brother. He took his fingers from my mouth and once more pushed me down to his phallus. "Lick me," he said, grabbing the outside of both legs and lifting them up in a V. I tongued his engorged crown and pisshole. "Lower," he ordered, sliding down on the bed slightly. I licked down his pulsing shaft, tantalized by its hardness. "Lower," he said again I started trying to take his large balls into my mouth, my dick inflamed with a throbbing lust. "Lower," he demanded once more, sliding down the bed more and spreading his powerful legs farther apart. I was staring at his puckered asshole. I didn't want to go this far. But I was enslaved to my brother's will and my own hot cock. I moved onto my belly, put my hands on his asscheeks with my thumbs toward his hole and moved my face in. I stuck out my tongue for a tentative lick. It was pungent and musty. I felt my mouth dry up as the surface of my tongue ran over his anal opening. "That's right," he sighed. "Lick it good, little brother." He pushed his butt into my face, my nose buried beneath his balls. "Ohhh God," I moaned as I started lapping at his asshole. My saliva came back and I began to try and thrust my tongue into his ass. He spread his legs to accommodate me and I did the same with my hands. I slavered his ass with my saliva. I could feel the tip of my tongue rimming his tight butthole. He moaned and moved his ass back and forth as I continued my depraved ministrations. This was insane! I was disgusted and I couldn't stop. There was a knock on the door from Jeff's room next door. Jeff let his legs fall, jumped off the bed and motioned me to stand by the wall in the corner of our room where the adjoining room door opened inward, blocking the view. As I dashed over there, Jeff said, "Wait a sec," and grabbed a towel from the bathroom. He said "Come in," and started wiping the front of his sweaty body with the towel in a parody of drying himself off. He was standing sideways to me, in front of the adjoining room door, and I could see his erect penis behind the towel. My cock was still rigid and throbbing as I stood with my back to the wall, the taste of my brother's ass still in my mouth. My heart was pounding and I was stunned when I saw Jeff smile and say, "Go ahead and clean up. When you're done, you can come in here." He didn't even have the towel wrapped around him, for God's sake! It had to be obvious to the maid (who else could it be?), that he was naked! Oh Jesus, I thought. Jeff scooped up the handcuffs and ties from sight as he walked back to me. He had left the door open! And I could hear the maid bringing her stuff in. "Jeff," I whispered, "This is nuts! She could just walk in here." "That's right," he said, pressing me against the wall with his body, his stiff manhood pressing into mine. "Just don't draw her attention. You don't seem too worried." He reached down and squeezed my hard cock painfully. "Uhhh," I moaned into his chest. "Shhhhh," he said letting me go and turning me around. He grabbed my arms, pulled them behind my back and clicked the handcuffs back on. "Jeffff," I whispered savagely, "I...." "Shhh," he said admonishing me, putting my hand over my mouth as turned me back toward him. "Be quiet." I heard the sound of a vacuum cleaner from next door as Jeff picked up one of his thin black ties. He kneeled before me and started pulling my balls down and twisting them, but as he did so, his tongue licked at the tip of my cock. I almost erupted right there as he lapped at my crown and my mind started whirling. Then I felt him tie up the top of my scrotum and Jeff stood up. I looked down and saw the tie hanging between my legs and felt the one end tied around my nut sack. Jeff turned me around, half way this time, reached between my legs and pulled the tie back, stretching my nuts. He pushed me to my knees and then pulled the tie up the crack of my ass until my balls were under me and my dripping prick was pointing to the floor. God, it was weirdly painful, but it also erotically charged. I felt him tie off the tie to the chain of the handcuffs. He stepped around to face me. I tried to remember if I had read about this scenario in any of his bondage novels, but nothing came to me. In Jeff's books, it was usually the women who were getting their tits tied up and their clitorises tortured. "Are you all right?" he asked, showing a brotherly concern for the first time. I almost laughed. I would have if my heart had not been racing, my cock jerking like a wounded animal and my mind thinking of nothing else except for my cock and his cock. I just nodded. The way he had tied me off, I tugged on my nuts every time I moved. "Put your back against the wall," he whispered. I twisted around, moaning as my manacled hands stretched my bound testicles until the soles of my feet were against the wall with my hands resting on top as I sat on them with my naked ass. I couldn't slide down the wall any farther to stop pulling on my ballsack. I felt bound and perverted and totally dominated. "Good," he said smiling, and slapped my face with his dick, leaving a wet, sticky trail of precum, "Now suck me." He positioned his tip at my lips and put his hands behind my head. I stuck out my tongue again to lick him, but he pulled back and made me reach for him. This had the effect of pulling my arms, which pulled my balls and I groaned in carnal pain. "Shhh," he said, driving forward and pulling my mouth onto his cock, ramming it into me, pushing my head against the wall. "We don't want to wake the neighbors." I frantically sucked on my brother as a part of my mind realized that the door to the rooms was still open and the maid was still cleaning. My entire body trembled with feverish excitement as everything overwhelmed my senses. My brother pumped his hips back and forth, using my mouth to fuck his meat, driving it into my throat and back to my lips. My handcuffed wrists pulled my nutsack painfully with every motion. The tie slid up and down my slippery ass crack, over my sensitive anus. My quivering penis bounced on the carpet as I was abused with my brother's hard cock. The maid could walk in now, any second, and see me, a child slave to my brother's sick fantasies. My breathing was labored and tremors were racing through my sensually overloaded body. My tongue and lips worked and I sucked on Jeff's hardness in an orgiastic frenzy, my face caught between his hands, my head and back against the wall. His hips thrust and drove his cock deep into my throat and he held my head there as I struggled to breathe. He pushed harder, burying my nose in his hairy groin, his balls pressing into my chin, wriggling his hips as I felt his cock swell to orgasm. I began jerking, short of breath, my scrotum pulled agonizingly as my cock was ground into the rug. Then he pulled his prick from my mouth, letting go of my head and grabbing himself. He squeezed his organ, softly moaned in an obscenely contented fashion and a huge wad of cum shot into my mouth, just as I gasped for breath. I coughed as I inhaled his cum. Splat! Another shot of jism flew onto my cheek. Jeff continued squeezing his hose, spraying his spunk onto my face and chest as he shuddered in pleasure. Finally, he moved forward and wiped the oozing tip of his cock on my hair. I hung my head down, my insatiable hard on jumping with a life of its own. Jeff picked up the key, walked behind me and unlocked the cuffs. As he did, he whispered in my ear, "Good job, br'er." I grabbed my own throbbing cock as he walked over to his bathing suit. I started pumping my erection, his tie still tied to my balls as he pulled on his suit. I laid back and felt my orgasm begin to swell as I heard him say "I'll see you later." The door opened and closed as I milked my cock. My hips rose from the floor and I groaned as the maid walked into our room. She stared at me in horrified fascination as my spunk flew into the air, splattering my chest, adding to Jeff's sticky load. I squeezed my dick hard in mortification as I rolled over, exposing my naked asshole in its slick nastiness, but shielding my shuddering prick as I pumped my load into the rug. When I had finished cumming, I glanced back over my shoulder and saw her still staring at my naked ass and cum stained face with a look of bewilderment. "You should not be doing that." she said to me and went back into Jeff's room, closing the door behind her. God, I felt so nasty. I collapsed onto the rug, wallowing in cum and degradation. I made it up to go swimming and we all acted as if nothing had happened. It was wild. Mark was diffident about the whole thing and showed no interest in repeating our little escapade. I couldn't look at the maid again the next few days we were there and I had the feeling the rest of the staff was laughing at me. I told Jeff what happened to me with the maid and how humiliating it was, but he just laughed and said he had given me a chance to make it with her and I "blew" it. I tried to stay mad at him, but he was my older brother and I worshipped him. I probably would have let him tie me up and have me blow him in the middle of the lobby, but he didn't initiate anything further. I suspect he was a little worried about what he had "done" to his little brother. I secretly hoped that we could have sex again, but as was usual in our family, we didn't talk about it at all. The only conversation I had about it was Jeff teasing me about the maid. As he was off to the army after the vacation, it was many, many years before we talked about it again. -- Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this work is copyright with all rights reserved by its author unless explicitly indicated. +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ | alt.sex.stories.moderated ----- send stories to: | | FAQ: Moderator: | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ |Archive: Hosted by Alt.Sex.Stories Text Repository | |, an entity supported entirely by donations. | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+