My Brother’s Brother

Hello all, the readers of ISS. I am going to share with you a very recent experience I had with a Cuban boy; I fucked him over the last weekend. I am not going to burden you with the details of how I got him but only want to share with you his short story, how he discovered his elder brother being a cocksucker and a bottom boy too. I think it would be better if you heard the story from Alexandro Persilla (Alex) in his words and I hope you enjoy it as much as I did.

I guess I was far hornier and sex crazed than my elder brother Ricardo Persilla, who was almost 2 years older than I. I remember myself being very shy at that age and never masturbated in my bed even if I knew that my brother was out of the house and I had no chance to get caught by him or my parents. The boys at school would tell stories of masturbating in bed while watching porn on the computer but I never dared and always sneaked into the bathroom and massaged my magic wand till it spilled the thick juice, usually 2—3 times a day.

I remember it was turning cold although it was not very intense weather yet. I and my brother were visiting some friends; not far away but not even close enough to walk there so my brother had borrowed dad’s car. It was little after lunch time and we were hoping to finish the game of baseball in another one hour. Drinking some excessive water accentuated with cold weather I felt the need to go to the washroom. I was very pleasantly surprised for so well built and kept washroom in the ball park of this town.

As I settled down on the seat, my attention was grabbed by the different sized holes in the side wall to my right. I had no idea what was this. Why somebody would make holes almost drill perfect in that partition. The smallest hole was hardly large enough to put the eye to it and manage to see over to the other side and then the other two increased in size. As I said already, I was a very shy youngster then; the first thought came to my mind that someone will be peeping onto me from the next cubicle and that was enough to make me stop what I came here to do. I had lost all my desire to empty up and go back to the park. Suddenly my breath was kind of split when I looked to my side and literally saw an eye glued to the hole from the other side. Before I could think of doing anything I saw the eye disappear but with a flash fast motion, I saw 2 fingers appear into my side from the next hole in the wall. The fingers were waving at me to come closer to the wall. I could see the bright purple colored bandanna wrapped on those 2 fingers continuously waving at me to come closer to the wall.

My curiosity was peaking, not understanding what was to happen, I got to the hole where the hand was waving at me and put my eye to it. I could see nothing because whoever there had now moved further down to the larger hole and was whispering to put my cock to that hole and he will suck it for me. I had heard of cock sucking but never dreamed that it will happen to me like this. The other boys would tell of joy they had getting their cock sucked by their neighbor or a cousin or someone else and I think the offer was enough to make me stop thinking rationally and do what my cock wanted the most. Next moment I was at the larger hole with my pants dropped to the ankles and my well grown, healthy adolescent cock showing for him. I don’t know where I got the courage from to do this but surely that was my day and it evaporated all my hesitations from that incident on.

I remember very vividly the feeling and surge I felt throughout my body and I could not resist a quick but deep sigh flying out of my lips when I felt the hands of someone other than mine, one directly on my big and heavy hung balls trying to gauge their weight, and other so lovingly measuring the amazing length and girth of my serpent. I humped and with a bold thrust of my hips, I displayed my rigid cock in full arousal for him to see clearly. With a sort of moan, I could almost imagine him sank to his knees and lean towards it. His hand reached up and grabbed my balls firmly but caressingly, tugging on the heavy sac with a skill that comes from plenty of experience. I kind of knew I was in good hands and relaxed. “That’s it!” he said in a tone I could hear from the other side. “Now feed that giant hose to me, please help me make you enjoy the best”. He was almost whispering.

Ah Fuck! He put his flat, long, moist tongue out and waggled it. The sensation was so out of this world; in a reflex I slid one of my hands down to the cock base, pushed down on the stiff shaft, and slapped the cockhead against his hot tongue. The tongue seemed to curl over the entire, large head. He lapped at it, leaned forward, tongue still curled, and slowly drew in over half of my long cock, tongue still well out of his mouth lapping down the shaft. He was good. He began sucking, drawing out some fluid, then backed off the cock completely. “Man, you taste so good!” I heard him say. I still had my fingers at my cock base, pointing the weapon at him. He leaned forward, sucking as he went. He forced it into his throat and went down to the base in a smooth but powerful effort. The tip of his tongue lapped at my balls while his mouth sucked on the entire length of my throbbing shaft. It felt so fantastic I never knew some cocksucker to be so skilled to deep-throat a cock the size of mine without tremendous effort. Deep-throating felt like I was floating in air and zillion times better than jerking it myself.

I jabbed my hips into his face from this side of the partition, thrusting the firm cock in as deeply as it could go. He slipped it out slowly, backing away from my thrusts, and whispered up to me, “That’s it. Fuck my face, stud. Fuck it hard!” He swallowed my cock in one slow, smooth, tight push. I began fucking like he asked. He started bobbing his head up and down the full length of my pulsating cock. He was a great cocksucker and cock handler. He continued tugging gently on my balls. His other hand slid to my side as much as possible, up between my legs onto my thigh and pulled my body into his face with each descent. The sensations were overwhelming making me more and more aware how great a blowjob makes a guy feel. I liked the few lurid phrases he used during working hard on my big tool, oozing sticky liquid from the moist cock slit. He had my entire shaft in up to the balls making me feel the heat of his mouth.

“Man!” he grunted through clenched teeth, “what a tremendous dick you have.” I moaned with ecstatic pleasure as he swallowed and my meat got sucked far deeper into his throat and then I just could not resist and started pumping action. He was swallowing often, both to increase the clasping, tight action on my length and to allow the full skin covering on my cock to move smoothly without slippage. He was settling in for a long, pleasurable suck job, taking time and giving me the most pleasure possible. We must have been going at it for no less than ten minutes when his lust got surging, encouraging me to plunge my swollen cock even more strongly into his throat. He was a bit loud now telling me to fuck his mouth and give him my jizz to drink. With that I also let loose a series of obscenities when I felt losing control and my already rock hard fuck staff become even more stiff squirting a series of thick spurts of cum deep in his mouth and throat.

There was nothing to hold onto on my side of the wall and my knees were getting extremely weak as he sucked hard and drained me of every drop that had boiled in my balls. My cock was extremely sensitive because of the very powerful orgasm I had but the guy on the other side was becoming very enthusiastic rather overzealous to milk me out. His fingers were going under my balls and pushing up in a tight squeeze expelling even the very little left in the pipes.
I dare say, my dick even when flaccid is very beautiful work of art. The veins on the soft shaft, the foreskin covering the entire cock head but the cock hole like an eye looking back at you and the ample meat of the shaft has made me overzealous many times not to let go much after the cum shooting was over but I believe today I spilled almost a gallon of my ball’s brew and really could fall if I did not get my cock back from the guy still kissing, sucking on it.

I was very conscious also to see the face of the guy who had sucked me off and wanted to go out exactly when I hear the guy unlatch and get out. I tried to pull back my cock but he was groping my balls as well with one hand and with the other hand he had now started wiping my shaft with the same purple bandanna he had shown me before. Quickly his both hands were massaging my shaft dry with the bandanna and I think I could read a big “R” printed on one corner of it. Soon as he let go my pole, I stuffed it in the pants as quickly as I could but then picking up my pants and buckling it up took enough time and I heard the door of the next cubicle slam as the guy walked away fast.

I came out of the stall, quickly washed my face making myself look decent and not shabby like I must be looking after an overpowering experience and spilling out such heavy amount of my seed. As I reached the park, the ball game was going on in full swing. I grabbed a bottle of water and settled in a seat. As I was about to sit down, I heard coach yell; where were you two together? He did not call my name nor he repeated himself so I don’t know if he was talking with me or not.

Anyhow the game ended and everybody departed. On our way back Ricky (Ricardo; my elder brother) did not say much except couple of remarks he made about the game plus I was almost dozing and so did not realize how quickly we were at home. As Ricky parked the car in the garage, I went inside and went straight to our room. As I dropped on the bed, I realized our parents perhaps were not home because I did not hear any noise or talking.

Fuck man! I must have slept a while, because I heard Ricky calling me from the kitchen downstairs, asking me to take a shower or freshen up quick and come down because he had ordered the pizza and it would be here soon. As I got up and walked into the bathroom, I was almost short of breath when I saw the purple bandanna spread and left to dry on the tower bar. In one corner were written the bold alphabets “R P”. I hurriedly put it to my nose but Ricky must have washed it well because there was no smell of mine or his cum on it all. My cock got hard as bone as I had a rapid rerun of the cock sucking session in my mind. Managing to tuck the bone in my pants I washed up and went down.

Ricky had no special impression on his face but I could see a naughty tinge in his eyes as he looked at me couple of times. I sat down across from him on the dinette table in the kitchen noting him tapping his fingers on the table as he was contemplating to say something but wasn’t up to it. I could not resist and uttered whatever came onto my tongue, did you like it? I sincerely hope you did and kindly teach me more? I enjoyed it a lot please tell me you did too. I kept saying a lot without breathing.

Ricardo reached for my hand with the bolt of light speed and next I heard his very feeble voice begging me to keep it a secret that he was gay and was extremely frustrated between the urge to have some gay sex activity and the fear / shame of being ousted. He also confessed to have discovered some spots with these holes called “Glory Holes” and have been going there off and on to enjoy sucking of cocks anonymously but he did not like the idea much because of no safety or security in such places plus it did not provide any intimacy and inner satisfaction but only a quick draining.

I raised myself up from my seat, leaning over to him I gave Ricky a kiss, a very shallow but surely on his lips and told him I was gay too and was much confused with the feelings I get in my stomach when my huge cock gets hard and I have no other sense but to masturbate. Needless to say, from that day on Ricky and I became more like gay fuck buddies than real brothers. He really loved sucking cock, not saying that I did not but he really honestly could not have enough of me in his mouth for the next 3 ½ years until he had to move because of his job. We both had moved out and rented our own apartment where Ricardo was my coach. He made me learn lot of good things of gay sex and techniques of sucking, getting sucked, ass fucking and being ass fucked.

By the time we split, I mean when my brother moved away I was an expert in almost every aspect of gay sexing and had enjoyed it with plenty of partners. I am not like my elder brother, I am out and I am proud to be a gay man who loves to practice gay sex with safety.
The End!

I hope you enjoyed the short confession or fact sharing of this Cuban boy whom I fucked lately. I hope to continue bringing the true stories and articles of sexual joy to satisfy the need of reading pleasure. Please be kind to send some remarks and feedback. Thank you W. A. Chohan