Ch3.
My listening partnerâs breath seemed terse and drawn as he listened to my life unfolding in the dark.
That night I lay in my bunk and became fixated by the memory of the taste. I stroked my hard cock in the dark, eyes shut slowly to try to make myself cum to no avail. I found that by rubbing as fast as I could waves of pleasure built but broke off before peaking. I squeezed my eyes shut trying to recall every detail as the door swung open and silhouetted in the light from the landing stood my 18 year old brother âYou little wankerâ he called as I tried to cover up âhow long have you been wanking? He asked mockingly. âI bet I can do it better than youâ I replied instinctively. Sharing a room had itâs drawbacks. âOh you do, do you?â he said âhow come?â âI just canâ I replied. âI bet you canât cum yetâ he retorted, my crest fallen look answered for me âDidnât think soâ he said. Feeling brave I asked âDo you cum?â He tensed as if to take the piss but relaxed and in an almost caring way said âYes most days twice or three times if I get the chance but with you in here as well it makes it awkward and I canât stay in the bathroom too long without someone noticingâ My bravery grew and I said âI donât mind if you do it when Iâm hereâ I said. âOh youâd like that would you? Listening to me beating my meat.â I tried to answer but before I could he added âEveryone does it, itâs nothing to be shy ofâ âI knowâ I said âhow do you know?â before I could stop myself I replied âTony told meâ Somewhat shocked he asked âWhat Tony across the lane?â âYesâ I replied. âIs he still doing it in his car?â he asked. âYou know?â I said âSure, he always hasâ I was stunned. There was silence for a while and he came in and shut the door and switched his bedside light on. I watched as he got undressed and made a point of looking at his cock as he climbed into bed naked. It was half limp and looked very nice considering it was my brotherâs. That night I lay awake hoping he would wank and I could watch but he soon fell asleep.
A few night later I watched again as he got undressed and this time his cock was rock hard and about the same size as Tonyâs. He didnât get into bed as quickly as usual and gave me a chance to get a good look as he slid under the sheets. He lay on his back and the sheets rose over his cock like a small tent. Then casually he slid his hand under the sheet and I saw the cloth rise and fall as he stroked it.
I pretended not to watch but as he began to make moaning sounds I felt he didnât mind so I propped myself on one elbow and watched, stroking my now hard cock in time with him. âYou like watching?â he suddenly asked as he looked towards me. Yesâ I gulped and he threw the sheets back and said âGod these sheets get in the wayâ. He now lay back naked for me to see, his hard cock enveloped by his hand that slowly rose and fell along itâs length. I threw my sheets back and copied him. He turned his head and said âNot bad for a youngster.â The speed of his strokes increased and with a lot of moaning he started to shoot his seed as I watched frantically beating my cock but never quite getting there. As he slowed to a stop he looked at me and said â I know how annoying it is not cumming but in a few months youâll start to make spunk.â âI canât wait I said. With that he rolled over and turned off the light.
Ch4
My colleague had undone his trousers and although I couldnât see anything, the movements of his body next to me told me he was taking matters in hand. âSo you donât mind if people knock one out next to you?â my colleague said through the darkness. The night wasnât as cold as usual, hopefully spring was around the corner. âNot at allâ I replied. âCarry onâ he encouraged.
Later that week I went to watch Tony and he smiled as I walked in. âCome to give me a hand have you?â he smiled âIf thatâs ok?â I said âof course it is, youâre my best studentâ I didnât pick up on the comment and settled into the front seat of the car as he undid his jeans and pulled them down with his underpants revealing his lovely cock. It was a bit bigger than my brother both in length and thickness. He started to stroke and I watched rubbing my cock through my trousers. After a few minutes he looked at me and nodding his head towards his lap said Come on thenâ I climbed over into the back seat and straddled his legs. He released his cock and laid back putting both hands behind his head. I slowly reached out and took hold of the heated hardness. It felt great. I began to stroke and tried to imitate my brotherâs pace. After a few strokes he looked at me and said âSlow down, is that how you do itâ I nodded and slowed down to his usual pace. A drop of precum appeared and I immediately wanted to taste it.
I cleared my throat âWhat?â he asked âCan I taste that juice?â I asked meekly. âYou do love spunkâ he laughed âOf courseâ I rubbed my finger in it and sucked it off. It tasted similar but not the real deal. âNice?â he asked. âItâs OKâ I replied. âDonât worry thereâs going to be plenty for you to drink today, I havenât cum since yesterday, my balls are fullâ This thought really excited me. I continued to dutifully stroke him and as drops of precum appeared I would wipe them off with my fingers and lick them clean. âPerhaps it would taste better direct from my cockâ he suggested. âWhat do you meanâ I asked. âWell the taste of your finger might make it different try licking it off with your tongueâ keen to try anything to repeat the taste from last week I moved down his legs and as the next drop appeared I lowered my tongue onto his tip and licked it off. It did indeed taste more like it than off my finger. I then remained in that position stroking his cock with my face inches fro his helmet. âDid you know itâs nice to have your cock sucked?â he asked as I quietly lapped his juices off him. âNoâ I said. I hadnât thought of that. âYou can try it if you likeâ he said. I thought this would give me more juice and slipped the tip into my mouth as I continued stroking the length with my hand. He moaned, and I realised this was the first time he had ever done so. Normally he was completely silent even when he came, unlike my brother. âTry sliding your mouth up and down it instead of your handâ he saidâ Get as much as you can into your mouth and suck it like an ice lolly, see if that worksâ I did as he suggested and his cock filled my mouth. I tried to ride up and down it but it hit the back of my throat and made me gag, there didnât seem to be enough room. âPut the tip of your tongue over your bottom teeth, this will open your mouth a bit and stop you chokingâ he added. I tried that and it made a lot of difference. I could now take a good part of it into my mouth and apply suction on the way up like a lolly. âThatâs it, now get the speed rightâ he encouraged as I relaxed and enjoyed the feelings of the soft yet hard meat in my mouth. âIâll cum pretty soonâ he mentioned âJust keep going as usual, you should be able to swallow each shot in turn if you want or let it go when you wantâ I wasnât going to risk losing any and as his hips began to push rose to the tip and caught the first spurt. I sank down as I swallowed and rose again to catch the next pulse and so on in perfect timing as he emptied himself into my mouth. His cock grew and grew with each shot and I began to struggle with the volume but managed to keep going until he relaxed, drained. I lifted off him and casually stroked his cock, running my fingers over the tip for any left overs and licked my lips. âI told you that you were my best student didnât I?â he said. âYesâ I beamed. The taste was there again and I loved it. âDo you have other students?â I asked. âA fewâ he repliedâ
