Subject: Big Brother Summer: Chapter 2 Chapter 2: “Cum Stains something my parents were bound to do if they ever caught me at it. I wasn’t a great chef, but I made some pancakes and bacon as well as some coffee. Just as I was planning on going upstairs to wake Russell up, he walked into the kitchen and I almost dropped the plate I was holding. Once again, my brother had walked in on me unexpectedly, but this time, HE was the one who was stark naked. “What’re you doing up so early?” he asked, rubbing his eyes and yawning. Quickly, I put the plate of pancakes on the table before letting it smash on the floor. My hands were trembling. Not only was my big brother naked, he was also sporting a half-chub! I took in my brother’s body while he rubbed his eyes; from his furry pecs down his belly, to his curly pubes and his half-hard cut cock. As much as I watched porn, I’d never seen another man’s dick in real life. I’d never expected the first one I saw to be Russell’s! “I– I wanted to make you breakfast,” I said, trying to sound as cool as my brother seemed to be. Even though he now knew I was gay, Russell apparently didn’t have any qualms walking naked in front of me. Like he’d said: “We’re all guys here.” “Aww, that’s nice of you,” my brother scratched his stomach with one hand and his balls with the other before sitting down and helping himself to some coffee. “You don’t mind that I’m naked, right?” he asked after taking a sip. “I haven’t taken a shower yet, I usually istanbul travesti do that after breakfast.” “Nah, it’s all cool,” I said as I quickly sat down next to him. I needed to move fast since I was popping a boner, and I didn’t want my brother to see it. The two of us had breakfast and talked about our parents’ latest update about the house. When we were done, my dick was finally going soft again. I wondered if my bro still had a semi, and I found myself looking forward to him getting up so I could find out the answer, even though I knew it was totally wrong to look forward to creeping on my own brother’s dick. When Russell stood up, coffee mug still in his hand, I was surprised to see his cock was even harder now than when he’d entered the kitchen! Since he was standing next to me, his dick was right in front of my face in all of its morning glory! “Better go take care of this,” my brother said jokingly, making a jerk-off movement with his hand, indicating he’d be wanking off in the shower. “Haha. Yeah, you do that,” I said, looking down at my plate so Russell wouldn’t see me blushing. All my blood seemed to rush straight to my penis, and my pants were tenting with a raging boner again. A minute later, I heard the shower running upstairs. Thinking with my other head, I got up and walked to my brother’s room. The door was wide open, as was the door to his bathroom, possibly to let all the steam out. Russell was in the shower, behind the clear kadıköy travesti glass. Since it wasn’t frosted, I could see him perfectly from where I was standing, hiding next to the bathroom door and peeking in. I knew what I was doing was wrong, but I couldn’t help it! I’d just seen a man naked for the first time, after jerking off to thousands of them online. So what if he was my brother? It’s not like we grew up together or anything, I tried to tell myself, easing my conscience as I watched on. Russell had remained true to his word and he was jacking off in the shower. I slipped my hand in my pants and squeezed my hard-on, before pulling down my zipper and setting it free. “Fuck,” I moaned, watching on and my brother’s bicep flexed while he pumped his cock. He was decent-sized — around my size or maybe even a bit smaller — but he was really fucking thick, which made his dick very appetizing. I found myself thinking of things I really shouldn’t: holding his cock in my hand, smelling his balls, getting a taste of him. As wrong as this all was, it was only making me more turned on in the moment. After years and years of watching porn, it was increasingly difficult to find anything that I hadn’t seen before, something that hit the spot. Taboo was always exciting, and what more taboo than this right here?! I made sure to stay hidden as I watched my brother jerk off for five or ten minutes. I didn’t need to worry too much, since throughout the entire bakırköy travesti time Russell’s head was turned down, either looking at his prick or holding his eyes closed. “Last weekend he saw me cumming. It’s only fair I get to see him blow his load this time,” I told myself, trying to justify my behavior. My brother’s hand was pumping faster and I could tell he was close to an orgasm. I wasn’t sure if I’d get a good look of his cumshot in the shower, but the mere thought of my big brother wanking off just a few feet from me was enough to push me over the edge. “Aww, fuck!” Russell moaned to himself, and I heard him take a deep breath. With a loud exhale, he started to blow his babies in the shower and watch them go down the drain. Behind the wall, I bit my lip so I wouldn’t make any noise and I shot my cum in my free hand, trying my hardest not to make a mess like last week on the couch. After we were done cumming in brotherly synchronicity, Russell continued his shower, shampooing his hair and humming to himself (which sounded extremely cute, I have to admit). I knew I had a few minutes to sneak away, and the first thing to do was to get rid of the cum in my hand. I thought about swallowing it, but then I got a different idea. On the floor by Russell’s bed, I spotted a small towel which I knew was his jizz rag. For some reason I simply knew it as soon as I saw it, since it’s where I usually kept a towel as well. I walked up to it and felt how crusty it was, which was all the proof I needed. Feeling naughty, I wiped my hand on it, certain my cum would dry by the next time my brother used the rag. And when he did, my load would be on it as well. Sign up for email notifications: ies Don’t forget to support Nifty: fty/donate.html