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A Step Brother I Could Love - 1. Chapter 1

For a kid getting ready to start a brand new school in a brand new town at age 14, the height of puberty, my parents picked a fine time to split up! I was devastated! It's just so unbelievable to think that your parents don't want to be together anymore. It's like watching Van Halen split up all over again! Anyway, that was 7 or 8 months ago and I got kind of used to the fact that they weren't going to be getting back together. My mom had moved on and had started dating some guy she worked with in her office. That's one thing that I'll NEVER get used to! Mom's don't date...do they? Yuck! At least she was dating a hunk. He had strong arms and a pretty nice ass for a desk jockey. Oh...did I mention that I was bisexual? Guess that helps to explain that statement.

My name's Ethan. I'm 15 years old now and feeling those warm fuzzy feelings that make us teenagers do the crazy things we do. I'm pretty thin, no matter how much I try to work out or eat more, I always stay at about 115 pounds. I'm about 5' 6" with a five inch cock...just thought I'd throw that in there. I used to have really blond hair, but now it's going through the change from blond to dark brown. So now it's gold with brown streaks in it...I look like one of those bleach blond models in the magazines. I've got dark brown eyes that everyone seems to be fascinated with. I've always heard of people getting all hyper over hazel eyes and "ice" blue eyes and stuff, but they always say that for a person with dark eyes I've got the prettiest they've ever seen. One girl said I had eyes like Bambi! Bambi? I didn't know if I wanted to thank her or slug her one! Anyway, back to the dating thing.

So my mom and this guy had been pretty hot and heavy (God I hate saying that!) and it looks like after only a few months he might be moving in with us. He was a bachelor and was going to get another apartment when my mom suggested it. I knew that he had a son named Carter, but I'd never met him before. If he was moving in, there was no doubt that Carter would be coming with him. Great! Now I've got to split my Fruity Pebbles with a kid that I didn't even know! Well, my mom and her "boyfriend" (eeeww! That's even worse! Let's just call him Mike, okay?) made the move and I was coming home from school to find them in watching TV in the living room. They said that my new 'roommate' was in my room setting up. I hope this kid doesn't decide to just take over. I've spent my life as an only child and I wasn't used to having my personal space invaded by another entity!

I crept around the corner and all of the sudden I was overcome with a nervous anxiety that caused me to shake. I was getting closer to my bedroom and I heard some rustling papers and stuff...that made the butterflies in my stomach get worse. It was like sneaking up on a burglar! I put my hand on the doorknob, took a deep breath, and opened the door. I never got my breath back!

Carter was about 12 or 13 years old, but he looked even younger. He looked so much like a girl that I had to make sure that I had the right room. He hadn't noticed me yet and was steadily taking things out of a box and putting them on the bed. I took the opportunity to look him over, and my hormones on both the male and the female side of my sexuality were suddenly stirred up in an explosive wave of lust. He was the best of both worlds. He had a soft olive complexion that looked like liquid off-white paint. He had dark hair that hung down to his shoulders and caressed his slender neck. His ass was a small buttercup that moved secretly under his shorts and it seemed to call out to me. His legs begged to be touched and rubbed, they didn't have a single hair on them. His arms were kind of flimsy, but just as smooth as the rest of him. I caught a glimpse of his face and the picture was finally complete! He had dark brown eyes that put my 'Bambi's' to shame. His face had the slightest, softest features that I'd ever seen on a guy. His thin red lips seemed to be built for endless hours of necking on the couch. He had a charm around his neck and it hung over his pointed nipples that showed under his sky blue shirt.

My heart skipped a beat and I licked my lips in anticipation of hearing his voice. He dropped something on the floor, and when he bent over to pick it up I saw his ass turned up to me and almost fainted! I almost came right then...and I wasn't even fully hard yet!!! I stumbled a little bit and it caught his attention.

"Hi. You must be Ethan." He said shyly. His voice was probably the sexiest part of him, if you can imagine! It was still the light pitch of innocence and purity. Watching his sexy lips form the words forced visions of kissing him into my mind. I wanted to lick those lips while grasping those smooth baby butt cheeks tightly. I was short of breath and couldn't believe that this kid was going to be sleeping next to me. It was a wet dream come true.

"What's up? I...uh...guess you'll be moving in with me huh?" Obviously...but I needed something to take my mind off of him. We both stuttered a little bit at first, trying to break the ice, but we got more and more comfortable and the next thing you know we were talking like old friends. We sat across from each other on the beds and chit chatted about school and TV and comic books...you know, the secret language of kids. He had an impressive collection of comics and had many of the issues that I was basically scouring the Earth trying to find! He liked baseball and wanted to know if there was a little league around here anywhere. He was really cool. Even though he was three years younger than me, I liked him better than most of my good friends already! But no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't stop looking at him. I was captivated by his appearance. When he smiled, I shivered. When a strand of his hair fell into his eyes and he tucked it neatly back behind his ear, I shivered. When he spoke with that ear tingling voice of his, I shivered again. It was so hard to think of anything else. He sat back on the bed and sat Indian style. This caused a slight gap in his shorts that allowed me to see a little further up his thigh. I almost hyperventilated, but I tried to keep talking anyway.

We kept talking about this and that, but he was very animated when he talked and his legs kept moving...allowing my eyes to be blessed with more and more of his creamy thighs! Sometimes he would tilt his leg up and I could see the white of his jockeys. Oh god! I had to fight my every urge to keep from running over there and rubbing my face in that little gap in his shorts! Then he pulled his knees up to his chest and I could see the early curves of his ass. I imagined my cock buried in the tight pink hole of Carter while he moaned in a voice that would drive the straightest man to "deviant behavior"!!!

My mom then called us to dinner. He jumped up and said, "Great! I was starving! Come on, my dad made stuffed peppers. They're my favorite, you'll love 'em!"

He grabbed my hand and it sent a wave of breathless emotion through my entire body and beyond! I didn't want to get up though. I had a boner big enough to choke a horse (modest, ain't I?). I told him that I'd join him in a minute and he took off. I got it to go down with a little work, but soon I was out and enjoying the company of my new 'family'.

After dinner and playing around a bit more, Carter and I went to bed. I waited until I was sure that he was asleep, and started stroking myself. The fact that the object of my affection was close enough to me in the room to hear his breathing, made it even more erotic. I imagined myself wrapped around his feminine body and feeling the sleek, creamy surface of his smooth skin against mine. I sped up a little bit. I pictured him kissing me deeply while I ran my hand up and down his tender chest. I sped up a little more. I saw myself kissing his belly button and rubbing his ass. I lowered myself to his thighs and...and...and...

I heard Carter move in his bed and turn over. I immediately stopped my "activities" and pretended to be asleep. I'm sure he didn't see me, but I didn't have the guts to try it again. So I just went to sleep and figured that I'd take care of it later.

The next day, my mom and Mike were going to some fancy dinner with their clients and associates and I saw them take out The Black Book. The Black Book was a list of babysitters that they used when they were going to be gone for a long time. But after a great protest put up by me and Carter, they decided that we were old enough to stay home by ourselves and not cause any trouble. The suckers! They left some frozen pizzas in the fridge and rented a couple of Jackie Chan flicks from the video store for us. That was a mistake. By the end of the second movie, Carter and me we using every kung-fu tactic in the book on each other! We played so much that we forgot to check on the pizza and we burned it something awful. Not to worry though, we bought some chips and candy from the corner store!

We kept watching TV and I noticed Carter sucking on a blow pop. I knew that was going to be trouble when he bought it! I looked over secretly and watched as he sucked and slurped at the bright red lollipop and ran his tongue around the tip. Could he torture me anymore? His lips pursed out a little and he spread his legs apart. This time he had on wide legged shorts and I could see all the way to the top! I saw a small gap in his underwear and...was that what I thought it was? I looked again and sure enough, one of his testicles was peeking out from the side!!! Oohhhhh! Between the lollipop and the vision of his privates...I was having a full blown heart attack! He really didn't know what he was doing to me!

It took a LOT of concentration and will power to get my boner to go down this time, but I managed it somehow! That's when Carter got up and grabbed the remote from me and sat next to me on the couch. He changed to the Cartoon Network and Scooby Doo was on. "What are you doing?" I asked.

"Scooby's on." He said matter of factly.

I took the remote back, "Scooby Doo is totally lame dude."

"What're you talking about? Scooby Doo rules man." He said taking the remote back. I grabbed it back and he reached for it again. The next thing you know we were wrestling for it and laughing uncontrollably. I felt his warm, slim body as it twisted and stretched around me. His girly laugh got to me, not to mention that his warm breath enchanted me as it blew across my face. We were tussling on the couch and suddenly we heard a crash! We looked over and we had knocked the lamp over and broken it! That's when I realized that I was on top of Carter.

"Dude...your mom's gonna kill you!" He said grinning, his face wide with a combination of shock and a bad case of the giggles. He had such a sexy laugh.

"ME? YOU did it!" I replied.

"Did not!"

"Did too!"

"Did not"

"Did too"

He raised up a little under me and got in my face, still grinning, "DID NOT!!!"

I don't know what came over me. Maybe it was all the teasing that I'd endured over the last day or so, or the heat of the moment. Or maybe it was the intoxicating combination of chips and cherry lollipop on his breath, but whatever it was...it took complete control of my senses.

I kissed him on the lips quickly and then backed off. I couldn't believe that I had just done that! What the hell was wrong with me? What was I thinking? I saw the smile fade from his face and it turned into a look of confusion. He didn't seem to understand what was going on. All he could say was, "Why do people always do that?"

Now it was my turn to be confused. What people?

He saw the look on my face and he continued, "I had a friend back home, and we used to hang out all the time. When he found out that he was going to move to Michigan, he started acting really weird around me. Then we were wrestling, just like you and me were, and he kissed me on the lips. After that he just got up and left. I haven't seen him since. First him, now you."

This kid really didn't understand how beautiful he was, but after a little more talking he let me in on a little secret...HE LIKED IT!

After hearing that, everything else that happened for the next two or three minutes is kind of a blur. I know my eyes must have glazed over as he continued to talk. God he was cute! His tender lips called out to me with every word and I moved closer. He looked as if he wanted it as bad as I did, but he was too shy to know what to do about it. I decided to give him a little bit of courage.

I leaned in slowly, so as not to scare him or make him feel uncomfortable. I was a virgin too, but I was a little bit older and had a better idea of what sex was and what it was all about. This must have been so new to him. So strange. That turned me on even more! I kissed him gently on his soft lips and waited for a reaction. At first he just kind of sat there without moving his lips at all, then he got a little more into it. It must have been his first kiss that went past a peck on the lips. I let him explore a little bit without pushing him. He got the hang of it really fast and soon I was floating. I had a suspicion, and I had to check and see if I was right...I opened one eye and sure enough, his eyes were open! We both laughed and he slugged me in the chest.

"You're not supposed to look!" He said.

"Well you were looking!" I said, and he stood up. Without saying another word, he grabbed my hand with a feather touch and pulled me off of the couch. He led me to the bedroom and closed the door. His heart was beating so hard that his entire body shook with every pulse. His shorts were tented out in front of him and he seemed too scared to move. I guided him to the bed and pulled him on top of me. I could feel his wiry body press into me and he looked down at me with a look that could melt concrete. I looked up at this boy, this feminine featured boy, and he looked back at me...almost through me. His hair hung loosely past his face, and he closed his eyes as he leaned in for another kiss. This time I tried to press my tongue into his mouth. He seemed a bit surprised at first, but he soon was imitating my advances.

I ran my hands down his back and for the first time, I held his tender buns in the palms of my hands. It was so soft, so ripe. I squeezed very lightly at first, but when he started grinding into me, lust took over and I started clutching the round globes tightly.

Carter was sighing and breathing in short huffs. He would hump me slowly a few times, then tense up and push into me hard...hold it for a second...then start again. My cock tingled with excitement as he explored sex for the first time. My body was his. He pulled his shirt off and I did the same. We went back to kissing for a while, and he seemed to be just happy making out and rolling around. But I was determined to make this the best night of his life! I was his first, after all...it was my duty!

I rubbed my hand across the front of his shorts and he nearly jumped a foot off the bed! He just leaned back and twitched for a few seconds without me even touching him! I thought that maybe he came, but I guess he was just in the throws of passion! He grabbed my hand and placed it on his crotch hard! He started fucking my hand with a ferocity that I hadn't expected and right before my eyes I saw him change from a child to a sexual being! He started whimpering loudly and was thrashing his head back and forth, his brown locks trying hard to keep up!

It took some work but I finally pulled my hand away. I unbuttoned his pants and ripped the zipper open! He reached down and pulled his pants off hurriedly and kicked them off! I couldn't believe how hot and bothered he had gotten in such a short amount of time!

I caressed his velvet cock in my hands, a beautifully circumcised four and a half inches that was decorated with two smooth nuggets at the bottom. He had the faintest hint of a tan line, but I didn't have much time to notice it. He grabbed me by the ears and pulled me down on his cock! I took his entire length into my mouth and began running my hands under his shirt frantically, I was dizzy with excitement! He practically screamed with wild abandon when my mouth engulfed his love stick. I sucked him with a vengeance and he wrapped his legs around my head, thrusting up into my face! God...his stomach kept hitting my forehead, and the area above his cock was rubbing against my nose, and it was just so smooth! It was slick and it held the sweet scent of virginity! I was beyond self control and stuck a finger in his tight hole. His ass began milking my finger for all it was worth and the taste of pre-cum filled my mouth! I began wiggling my finger and he let out another scream that echoed off of the walls of my tiny room! He was just so hot! He began pumping into my mouth even harder, grabbing handfuls of my hair and almost ripping it out at the roots! My tongue ran circles around his sensitive head and it drove him crazy! The hotter he got, the hotter I got!

Then it happened...he straightened his body out and erupted into my mouth with the sweetest candy-coated cum that ever was! He only came a little bit, about four or five squirts, but it was worth it! I suckled at his dick until he caught enough of his breath to tell me to stop. He was exhausted...but there was still more to come!

"That was so AWESOME dude!!! Oh shit! That was...that was awesome! Shit! Whoo..." He panted. But then he noticed that I was still hard as a rock and he started unbuttoning my pants. This young boy seemed so innocent, so fragile, so soft and tender and ripe...there's no way to explain it.

We were both naked from the waist down, and he rolled over on his belly. He said he'd heard about this from some older guy in school...no doubt another young man who fancied Carter and could never bring himself to tell him so. Who could blame him? Carter was so gorgeous that it was a bit intimidating.

He turned his ass up in front of me and began gyrating erotically on the bed. Watching him do this was an experience in itself! I could have cum just observing Carter's little mating dance. His ass was a tight peach that had the cutest little mole on the right cheek! It had dimples on the sides and was possibly the silkiest part of his body. I reached out and touched it and an electric shock wave ran up my arm and took my body hostage! I pointed my stiff member at the tight ring and he pushed back on me impatiently. It didn't seem to fit at first, but we kept trying. My cock bent a little trying to enter him, which hurt a little bit, but I was so turned on right then that it didn't matter!

Finally, as if by magic, Carter's hot love tunnel accepted me.

"Does it hurt? Are you alright?" I asked.

I saw Carter wince in pain, "...um...yeah...I'm alright..." He was trying to be a sport about it, but the last thing I wanted to do was hurt him.

I started to pull out and he stopped me. He said that he wanted me to go on, so I started a slow motion thrust into him. The feeling was a million times better than all of my jack off sessions put together! His insides sucked, swirled, and massaged my cock in ways that seem impossible! His smooth ass cheeks rubbed up against my thighs and he wiggled a bit out of horniness! I was soon pumping him steadily and he was pushing back and loving every minute of it. It was hard to tell who was fucking who. He turned back to look at me and the sight of the delicate features of his girlish face sent me over the edge! I came with the force of a hurricane! I felt a hundred jets of teen spunk leave my virgin body as I continued to thrust in and out of my young lover's ass! He collapsed first and I fell on top of him. I held him close to me from behind and nibbled at his ear. He turned and wrapped himself around me, his delicate body returning to that soft and fragile calm that it was before all of this started.

We made out for I don't know how many hours after that, and later that night had another "sexperiment" or two. But Carter was a stepbrother that I could love in more ways than one, and I knew at that moment that I was going to like this little arrangement!

Ever since our first sexual experience a few days ago, I've been a complete basket case. Carter had become the only focus in my life and I would do anything to please him. It was insane. I couldn't look at his slightly feminine features without being overcome with an uncontrollable feeling of love. It never stopped, I wanted to hold and kiss him all day long! It got so bad that I'd call him into the bedroom several times a day where our parents wouldn't see just so I could sneak a few smooches in. He was never able to walk away from me without me looking at his soft, round buttocks as it swayed back and forth in front of me. I would even subconsciously stroke his arms and legs, or rub my hand across his chest when we were talking...simply because I couldn't be within reach without touching his silky skin. It was that bad. My other friends kind of faded into the background, constantly telling me that I never hang out with them anymore. I could get away with saying that I was just making my future stepbrother feel at home in a new town, but how long was that excuse gonna work? Two weeks, three maybe? But I loved him something awful and I wanted to be around him every minute of the day. There was a problem though...as much as Carter wanted to be with me, he didn't quite feel the same thing.

Carter was still young, I understand that. But I just wish that he could experience this love as strongly as I did. He loved the sex...a lot! He was just so cute when he was asking me to make love to him. I would sometimes make him ask just so I could hear the words. Many times during the day, he would gently hug me with childlike innocence and my head would float into orbit. But I loved him so much that even though we had sex throughout the day when we had the chance, I would still find myself jacking off at least once a day. After all, I couldn't expect the kid to put out ALL the time! That's where his feelings come in. Even though the sex felt good to him, and he was quite an affectionate kid, we were just good friends. It's really hard for me to explain exactly what I wanted from him, but there was something missing. Like he didn't share my little obsession with me. It was something that I'd have to either learn to live with, or get over entirely. But being close to him made me so hot that sex and love and kissing and touching was all I thought about. There were times when he would giggle that girlish laugh of his because I kissed him constantly. He couldn't even get a full sentence out without me seeing those delicious lips in motion and moving in for the kill! There were even times that he'd have to physically push me off of him in a playful struggle. He made me feel so alive.

Our parents hadn't gotten married yet, in fact, the topic never really came up again. They were just...um...shacking up (Eeeewww...okay, why don't I just stop thinking about my mom's relationship altogether!). It suited me just fine, as long as I had Carter in the room with me at night, I was fine. He was still in junior high, so I couldn't see him during the day. But I made sure to pick him up after school by walking over and catching the bus together. He was on the baseball team and had already made a few good friends. Cute ones too! It almost made me jealous to see him hanging out with other kids his own age, but it was good to see him have so much fun. Nothing brightened my day more than that angelic face adorned with a sweet smile. And although his friends were always chit chatting after school when I got there, Carter was always quick to run over when he saw me.

He was sleeping later on that night and I just had to walk across our cluttered floor and lay next to him. He was laying on his side and I laid behind him, throwing one arm over his slim and delicate waist. I placed a few gentle kisses on his head and my cock got hard immediately. I hugged him a little harder and he unconsciously snuggled closer to me, pushing his tight young ass against my straining penis! He moved a little more, trying to mold himself to my body like a scared puppy and I tried hard to keep from letting it all go, but he kept moving and rubbing against me! We stayed like that for a while but he soon woke up and sleepily looked over to find me smiling at him.

"What time is it?" He asked.

"I don't know, about 2 o'clock."

"Whoah...that's pretty late. What's up, you can't sleep or something?"

I couldn't answer. I wanted to confess my love to him right then and there, but somehow I knew he wouldn't understand. I just kissed him tenderly on the lips and started to get out of the bed. He pushed his hand out and grabbed me by the front of my tighty whitey underwear. He rubbed my hard erection, which was already on the verge of exploding, and I leaned back on his pillow. His hands were so fragile and smooth that they almost seemed to be lubricated with a lotion made of pearls. His fingers wrapped themselves around my shaft and I trembled at the awesome feel of his loving touch. He petted my swollen cock with his hand, every now and then moving down to tenderly caress my testicles. He then leaned over to nurse at my nipple, his eyes closed, his warm breath and hot mouth driving me wild! My breath left me and I began to squirm as he tried to lick me as hard as he could. I tried to hold back, but soon I was taken to new heights as my orgasm approached full power! I stifled a loud whimper as Carter squeezed creamy jets of cum out of my spent cock. It was incredible!

Carter then took my hand and placed down by his crotch, face up. He rolled over onto his stomach and began grinding his hard 4 1/2 incher into my hand. It was so hot, his cock just seemed to radiate this passionate aura that intensified with every pump. It could have been my imagination, but I could have sworn that his genitals had grown since the first time. Now it filled my hand and fell fluidly between my fingertips. His breath breezed its way past my face and it smelled faintly of butterscotch candy. I was intoxicated by the scent and moved in to kiss his thin pink lips. The kiss caused him to grind into my hand even harder and he used his hands to grab onto his pillow. I used my other hand to rub the ripened cheeks of his firm heart shaped ass. I applied a gentle pressure to it, running my hand up and down his ass, and letting my two middle fingers fall gently between the crack. The more pressure I put on one hand, the more pressure he put on the other. He was close, and the bed was starting to squeak from his boyish thrusts. I reached my hand underneath his underwear to touch the liquid skin of his ass underneath, my other hand cupped itself into a half circle, giving his cock a 'hole' to grind into. He sped up and had to bite into his pillow to keep from moaning out loud. Then he pushed his hips out and came hot buttered cum into my hand. I could still hear his wailing through the pillow and was happy to know how incredible it was for him. He continued to grind into me until he had completely finished, and then he just stopped.

"Thank you Ethan." He whispered breathlessly. Then he laid perfectly still for a few minutes, with my hand still under him. It wasn't until a few minutes later that I realized he was asleep. I pulled my hand from under him, making him shiver with delight, and I moved back to my bed. Sleep came easy after that.

Carter and I went about three days without any sex at all. Even though we snagged a few kisses here and there, we didn't have a chance for much more. I playfully grabbed his curvy ass a couple of times, and he would jump out of surprise. He would laugh and his fragile appearance would drive me to want him more. I simply could never get enough! If we could just live together on some island with no interruptions...we wouldn't need clothes at all! But I still couldn't get over the feeling that he liked me a lot, but didn't really love me the same way. I soon felt guilty about initiating any kind of sexual play, and he didn't seem to mind. Instead of doing things every day, it got to be every other day, then every two days, and by the end of the month, it had been once a week. I felt a little hurt about it because he was hanging out with his new friends and going to baseball games and stuff. But it's not like I could tell him that he had to stay home and have sex with me all day long. I even noticed a new vibe coming from him, like he was shying away from me, like he didn't know what to make of me anymore. I was starting to think he'd never understand.

One night my mom was running out to check on my gramma across town and Carter and I were left alone again. We were watching some nutty action flick on cable and Carter seemed to be taking little peeks at me. I caught this out of the corner of my eye and asked him what was wrong.

"Nothing...I just...nothing." He said.

I left it alone and figured that it was just a weird phase he was going through. But then I noticed him staring at me again. Every time I looked back at him he would turn away. It was strange. If he ever wanted to have sex, he never had a problem asking before. But this time he seemed to be terrified of me.

"What's the matter with you today, dude? You're creeping me out over here."

"Sorry..." he said timidly. He was shaking and fidgeting uncomfortably on the couch. This really wasn't like him at all, and I was starting to think that maybe he was aware of how I felt. Maybe I pushed him too hard, too fast. Maybe he was just experimenting all along and not gay at all. Maybe he was just going along with it for my sake and was afraid it would hurt me if he stopped. I didn't want to force him into anything, I wasn't a bully. He was probably intimidated by me. I was no muscle man, but I was much bigger than his fragile and feminine body. It would hurt me to no end to know that he didn't want to fool around anymore, but I'd rather see him happy than be happy myself.

Carter suddenly shut off the television and looked over at me. "Ethan...I have to tell you something."

I braced myself for the worse. This could be it, no more kissing, no more hugging, no more midnight sex sessions. Here it comes.

"...When I was nine years old, I had some of my dad's beer and got a little drunk. Then...when I went to sleep, I had a dream that I was in the bathroom...and...and..I wet the bed." He said, with his eyes looking down at the floor.

".....what?" I kind of lost him there for a minute. What the heck was he talking about? He cleared his throat and fumbled a little more before continuing.

"I wet the bed. I cleaned everything up before my dad found out about it and kept the whole thing a secret. That kind of stuff is for babies, huh?"

I was really confused. I didn't see what this had to do with me or him or anything. "Carter, I don't understand what you're getting at."

He became really nervous this time and I could hear his voice tremble as he spoke. "The point is...I never told that to anybody. I swore that I'd never tell another human being for as long as I lived. But...I...I really wanted you to know. I really wanted to tell you everything."

It started to sink in. I think Carter was finally beginning to understand! He was sharing his deepest darkest secret with me in order to give himself to me the only way he knew how. I sighed and felt my eyes tearing up as he reached out to touch my hand.

"I feel funny when I'm around you Ethan, but it's a good feeling. And now I want to feel it all the time. I don't want you to think I'm a wimp or anything, but..."

He couldn't finish that sentence, I was too busy kissing him. I had finally found the missing piece, and could look into his eyes to see my love reflected back at me. I kissed his forehead gently, and he wrapped his slender arms around me. He had grown so much since we had first met, both physically and emotionally. We embraced in a lip lock that could stop the world from turning, it was different this time, a mutual bond that no other person could share. I brushed his satin soft hair out of his face and tucked it behind his ears. A single tear rolled down his cheek and dangled off of his chin. The tear made a straight path down his gorgeous face, unaffected by the flawless surface of his creamy skin. Carter was so cute!

He lowered himself to my lap and rubbed his smooth face across my cloth covered dickhead. He pushed harder and harder as I ran my hands through his hair. He undid his own pants and pulled them down to his knees as I undid my own, then he quickly returned back to my crotch. His hair grazed my flattened stomach and caused my muscles to tense and contract beneath him. I could feel his tongue explore my slit and sensitive head as his hands caused a slight sexual friction around my thighs and balls. He sucked me down as far as he could go and used his hand to cover the rest! He began bobbing erotically on my stiff cock while using his hand to jack me off at the same time! I groaned from the pit of my belly, and for some reason, knowing that his heart was really in it this time made everything more intense. My mind pushed the semen from me and before I knew it I was cumming gallons into Carter's waiting mouth! He moaned as he slurped and swallowed as much as he could. He had sucked me off before...but he had never swallowed. The feeling was pure bliss! I looked down at my young lover and took a second or two to appreciate his frail, girlish features. I had never seen a boy so beautiful! He then leaned over and rested his soft frictionless face on my thigh while rubbing my balls affectionately. I was still hard as a rock, and he played with it tenderly.

I got up slowly and rolled Carter over on his stomach. His fragile body was just so brittle that it made you horny just to touch it. Hugging him was like hugging a soft, boneless teddy bear, and I found in him the same comfort. I looked down at his frail bottom and cupped the juicy cheeks in my hands. I kneaded the tender flesh while he moaned loudly. Then, for the first time, I dived in and gently bit down on the globes of his ass. I licked up and down his crack and used my hands to rub the backs of his boyish thighs. He began whining and whimpering like crazy and was pushing his ass back hard on my face reveling in the new sensation! I reached under him and grabbed his balls, rolling his testicles between my fingers as I continued down his crack to his ass hole! He reached behind him and pulled the tight cheeks apart to give me full view, and I devoured him with my tongue poking at the taut anus. He fell over, rolled onto his back, and pulled his legs up past his chest! He was so young, warm, and flexible...so ready for the sexual pleasure I was giving him. His tendons and ligaments bent and stretched in unimaginable ways as I returned to sucking at his puckered hole.

Then, when he couldn't take any more teasing, I pressed my throbbing cock inside of him and enjoyed the blazing heat of his hole! I leaned over to kiss him as I slowly fucked my young lover. I was surprised that I was able to last as long as I did with his tongue thrashing wildly in my mouth and his erect penis pressed against my stomach, but after one orgasm I was able to hold out.

I felt him ready to squirt, so I pushed my stomach against his hard, trapping his velvet cock between the two of us! Our bellies rubbed his sensitive dick on both sides and sent him over the edge! He came in hot spurts that made a sound when it squeezed its way between or bodies! The semen made for a lubricant that continued to increase the pleasure that his cock was experiencing as we kept a sensual rhythm! He was basically screaming at this point and hugging me hard enough to break my neck! He wrapped his slender legs around me and pulled me deeper into his hot ass! His insides gripped me like a vice and his orgasm sent a rhythmic pulse through his body that shot through me too! I came again and this time it was twice as much!

We continued to hump each other until the orgasm had left us, then I just laid next to him. He looked over and just stared at me admiringly while running his long fingers across my chest, feeling my smooth skin. I tried to ask him what he was thinking, but I couldn't finish my sentence...he was too busy kissing me. At last...he understands.

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I'd swear I read almost the exact thing on Nifty.org, years ago, with a few differences: 

 

The older boy had forearm crutches. 

The wrestling started as imitating DragobBallZ. 

That one had two chapters.  But I think they covered the same arc. (Physical, then emotional)  

 

Google has failed me in finding this other "A Step Brother I Could Love," however, I asked that author about a third chapter. (At the time) Their answer was something like: "going on would require bringing in the parents, and can't see how it would go."

 

Even if this has nothing to do with the other story I'm remembering, the same fault exists. If it goes on, the relationship has to interact with the wider world. Com doesn't shy away from conflict, so it probably WASN'T his story. However, the relationship would likely go through a lot of bad before it recovered. 

 

And he has so much else to write already. 

 

PS - I don't have a step brother fetish. I just have a really good memory for stories and titles.

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