Brother's Mate

By: Rick Masters
(© 2017 by the author)

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Chapter 4
 

Callum could hardly believe what his eyes were seeing. Here was his little brother, three years younger than him, sporting a cock that was not that much smaller than his own. He guessed it was about four and half inches long and possibly the same around and it was neatly framed with a bush of black pubes. With his cock standing up, Callum could see Alexander's balls swinging below the cock in a loose sack, most fifteen year olds would be proud to show off.

"Even if I did have it in me to suck a cock, I'm not sure I could do it with my own brother." Callum told him.

"Just put a comic over my face and do it for fun then." Alexander teased.

"No, it's the idea of doing something sexual with a member of your own family."

"Fuck, it's just a cock. It's not like you might get me pregnant or anything. At least if you practice you won't look so bad on the night."

"I think we both will be new to it so it will not look bad on the night."

"So you're just going to go in totally green in front of Dom and me. That would mean I could suck cock as good as you even though I'm younger."

"Oh no you don't! You're not going to trick me with that older versus younger ruse. For all I know you are already sucking others cocks." Callum put a stop to the chance that Alexander might be playing his cards in a different way.

"So you're not going to suck it then?" Alexander stated more than asked.

"No, I'm not going to suck you off."

"How about jerking it off then? You can see I need it." Alexander's cock was now fully hard and pointing straight up. Callum had to admit that if it was Dominic's or Bradley's cock that was being offered so invitingly he would not think twice but would have dived in and begun stroking it even before the offer had been given.

"No, I'm not going to wank you either. You'll have to get your friends to do that for you."

"But I don't have any friends here now; and I need it now." Alexander pleaded.

"You are a randy devil. How often do you wank?"

"Usually three or four times, depending on what has happened"

"A week?"

"Of course not; Shit I couldn't last with just four times a week. I have to have some fun every day, don't you?"

"So you're saying that you already jerk off three of four times a day and cum every time?" Callum asked.

"Well how else do you take care of the urges? How many times a day do you do it?"

"Usually only twice; sometimes more if I'm with Dom and Brad."

Alexander could not wait any longer and put his own hand around his cock and began to pump it slowly enjoying the feeling which that action always brought.

"Aren't you going to go and do that in your room?"

"Why? You're going to see it done next weekend so why hide it now. I think you are much too uptight about all this. I've wanted to be able to be naked in front of you and your friends for ages."

Callum did not stop Alexander, nor demand he go to his room to wank and sat watching Alexander as he slowly stroked his cock. Callum's thoughts were in a turmoil because he realised that he was enjoying watching his little brother wank and actually felt like having a wank himself but he was not yet ready to whip it out in front of his brother and have a mutual jerk off. The fact that this proved to him he had lost the bet with Bradley made it even worse. But the most confusing thing going on in his head was the desire he was fighting against to reach out and touch his brother's cock. One part of him was demanding the excitement of it be satisfied while another part of him was shuddering at the idea that it was the first step towards incest. The more he watched the greater the temptation to get involved became and he could not stop looking. He watched as Alexander's foreskin slid back and forth over the glans; as the scrotum tightened up pulling his balls into the body and then as his back arched and his hand flew in the pumping motion that gives rise to the term of 'jerk off' for masturbation. He saw the droplets of cum shoot out of Alexander's cock over his stomach and the vest bunched up around his chest. He stared as Alexander scraped up those droplets and licked them off his fingers before pulling his vest down to dry the remaining vestiges. Only when Alexander pulled his sleeping shorts back up over his wilting cock was Callum able to pull his eyes away from the show he had just been given.

"You liked that, didn't you?" Alexander asked and then before Callum could answer, "Did you cum without touching yourself?"

"No!"

"Well it looks like it. You've got a big wet patch in your trousers where your hard cock is pushing them out."

Callum looked down and realised that he had unknowingly leaked enough pre-cum to soak through his underwear and school trousers and make a wet patch the size of a golf ball with his cock pushing out enough to raise a tent of about two inches. "That's pre-cum not cum. I haven't cum yet." Callum protested, not denying that he had been turned on by watching his brother wank.

"Maybe you need some help with that." Alexander stood up and took the two paces needed to get to where Callum was sitting and then leant forward and put his hand on Callum's tented trousers.

"Get off! What are you doing?" Callum almost shouted as he knocked Alexander's hand away.

"Only what you want but are too scared to ask for." Alexander said moving his hand back to the tent.

"No! I can't do it." Callum insisted knocking Alexander's hand away again but this time he also pushed Alexander away and stood up. "I'm going up to my room. You'd better stay down here."

"You mean you are not going to let me watch you wank yourself even after you have got all hot watching me?"

"That's about right. I'll talk later." Callum moved out of the lounge and quickly took the stairs, two at a time, to his room. It did not take him long to shed his school uniform and fall backwards onto his bed and begin stroking. At first he thought that his brother had a real nerve grabbing his cock like that but as he wanked his fantasy begun to take over from his emotions and although it started with Dominic and Bradley sitting either side of him stroking his cock it soon moved on to Alexander taking their place and playing with his cock till he shot his load and then Alexander scraped some up and licked it off his fingers. At this point in the fantasy, Callum began to tense up and in seconds as he felt his cock being stroked by his younger brother's hand he exploded with one of the hardest ejaculations he could remember.

As Callum began to come down from the high he scraped up cum off his chest and stomach and fed it into his mouth and his thoughts turned to trying to rationalise this change in his wanking fantasy. At first he told himself it was just because he had seen his brother naked, or nearly naked, for the first time in years and also masturbating. But it did not take him long to recognise that that reasoning was just a sop. If it had just been his observation experience he would have been able to turn it off in favour of his more practical experience with his two friends. With that he had to ask himself the question, 'do I actually want to have physical, sexual contact with my brother?' Callum purposely didn't call it 'sex'. Neither did he try to answer that question straight away telling himself that he needed more time to analyse his feelings and thoughts and get them into some sort of order that he could use to reason with logically. With a groan he lent over the side of the bed and picked up his recently discarded boxers to wipe himself with before making his way to the bathroom. In a show of bravado he made a quick dash from his bedroom to the bathroom naked expecting that Alexander was still downstairs.

As Callum pushed the bathroom door closed behind him he was greeted with, "Eewe you really do need a shower. Why did you smear it all over you?" as Alexander turned the top half of his body to look at Callum while still holding his cock over the toilet bowl where his stream of piss soon began to flow.

"Oh shit! Sorry, I thought you were still downstairs." Callum said as he began to feel for the door behind him.

"Don't worry, just carry on I won't pee long." Alexander teased. "By the way, that is a nice cock you've got there." Callum's four inches of soft cock hung down over his balls with a bubble of cum still clinging to the pointed tip of his cock, making it look rather like a thick ball point pen.

"How come, all of a sudden, you are not so shy?" Callum asked, letting his hand fall away from where he had instinctively used it to cover his own package.

"I've never been shy; just scared of you making fun of me. But if I am going to be able to join in with you guys in the tent then you will all see me and, I hope, won't make fun of me. But you haven't made fun of me tonight and I don't think Brad will so it is easier to show it. Do you want your back scrubbed?"

"No I don't! Now shake it and get out of here so I can shower in some peace." Callum suddenly realised that the whole time he had been talking with Alexander he had been staring at Alexander's cock as he peed; and even after the flow stopped. Something that Alexander had not missed either. He left the bathroom with some thoughts of his own. Slowly those thoughts materialised into a pattern and he began to plan his approach with a maturity that belied his age. For a starter he decided to let things cool off the rest of the evening; especially as they were not sure what time their parents would get home and he didn't want to be sitting in the lounge with nothing on and possibly hard when they walked in the front door. With not having taken the car there was a good chance the first sign the boys would get of their parent's return was the door being opened. Of course if they had thought about it a bit they would have worked out that their parents would not be home till some time after they had gone to bed. After all it was a full hour's journey into London if they caught the fast train and even longer if it was the milk run. Then there was the time it would take to eat their meal and the show after the meal would last for a couple of hours at least and later the train ride home.

Once Callum had finished his shower, which took a bit longer as his mind was still in turmoil and he found the water lightly pummelling his back to be soothing, he went back downstairs dressed much the same as Alexander - a pair of soft sleeping shorts and a t shirt and nothing else. He found Alexander watching an episode of a detective series that he also enjoyed.

"Has this been going long?" he asked Alexander.

"No, it's only just starting, we haven't see the murder yet." Alexander replied and to prove him right the start-up credits began to come up on the screen.

"Good, we can watch together then." Callum said sitting down on the other end of the sofa that Alexander was sitting in. As they watched they made comments on things that happened in the episode but did not talk about anything else. Alexander was tempted to move and put a foot up on the couch so that leg of his shorts would gape and give Callum a view up them to his cock, but he was not sure that he could keep himself soft and would have no way of hiding an erection if his parents got home when he was hard so he kept both feet on the floor and concentrated on the television. Callum tried to concentrate on the television but could not keep his mind off his little brother and kept stealing glances at him to see if he was looking at Callum or had moved to give Callum a better view. One thing Callum did decide on that evening was that his brother was not a bad looker at all and if he were not his brother then he knew he would definitely be attracted to him. But Callum also astutely avoided any conversation that could bring back the subject they were talking about while he got the show of his brother jacking off.

When the film ended Alexander knew he could not keep to his decision if he stayed near Callum and so told Callum that he was tired and was going up to bed. Callum accepted this as it would give him the chance to do some more concentrated thinking on the developments of the evening. For Callum this was actually a mistake because it only made matters worse. The more he thought about it the more he wanted to touch Alexander's cock and balls and the more his other half bucked against it tearing his mind and heart in two such that when he dragged himself off to bed he still couldn't get it out of his head and this kept him awake until long after he heard his parents get home. Eventually, exhausted he fell asleep but did not gain any rest or recuperation from the sleep. The state of his bed clothes in the morning indicated that he had tossed and turned the whole time he had slept and he woke up even more tired than when he had gone to bed and with the same questions bombarding his head the moment he became aware of being awake. To top it all he had a raging morning glory and as he stroked it to release the tension his fantasy once again turned to having his brother wanking his cock for him. This state of tiredness left him grumpy all day and Alexander realised it was best to avoid him for the day. Alexander was a little put out because it meant his plan would be delayed for that day, but he thought that would be better than a complete derailment of it, which was likely to happen if he pushed ahead with it.

Of course knowing that he had lost the wager with Bradley did not help either and Callum's thoughts kept reverting back to Alexander's offer of a practice run. Callum was not thinking about gaining extra skill from this but rather of finding out if he could actually take putting a guy's cock in his mouth and sucking it until the guy came. Having sampled his own cum on a few occasions now he knew he could at least handle having cum in his mouth but what he was still unsure about is the risk that there might be some residue of urine on the cock that he took into his mouth. Fortunately, because he had kept his own cock clean in a daily ritual since he had started puberty he had never experienced having cock cheese and so this had not entered into the equation as that might have tipped the balance well away from even contemplating honouring the bet.

Directly opposite to Callum's mood, Alexander was quite buoyant and his father asked him about it, "What has put you in such a good mood, son?"

"We had a good night last night with no fighting and Callum said I could join them for the sleepover in the new tent." Alexander explained to his dad.

"If that is so, why is Callum in such a bad mood today?"

"I don't know dad, but it looks like he didn't sleep well and you know how grumpy he can get when he is too tired."

"Yes, I think you might be right. Perhaps I should go and have a talk with him. I'm glad he's asked you to join them." John told his youngest son.

"Yeah so am I. It's going to be so much fun."

"Has Callum told you what they are planning to do?"

"No, but he has said he won't let the others be mean to me."

"I'm really pleased to hear that. I hope you do enjoy your time with them." John moved off to go and find Callum and try to have a chat with him.

John found Callum lying on his bed staring at the ceiling. "Son, can I come in?" he asked at the door.

"Sure dad, sorry I've not been too nice today." Callum apologised, guessing correctly this was the reason his father had come to his room.

"Yes, we've noticed you're not in the best of sorts today. Want to talk about it?"

"I don't know if I can." Callum replied.

"Alex has told me that you have invited him to join you in the sleepover in the tent. Thank you for that, it is really nice and kind of you and Dom and Brad. But is this the problem?"

"Not really. I made a deal with Bradley on something because I was so sure I was right but I have since found out that I am completely wrong and the trouble is that I don't know if I can go through with the deal." Callum almost blurted it out; and already felt some release just because he had voiced it out loud.

"So what is actually troubling you is a sense of guilt because you've entered into a deal without thinking it through and looking at all the 'what ifs'. Am I right?"

"Pretty much." Callum looked really forlorn as he looked at his father to give that answer.

"I'm getting the impression that having to go through with the deal is not all of the problem. Does completing this deal mean that you will need the protection we talked about before?"

"No. I don't think any of us are ready to try that." Callum assured his father.

"Well I'm very relieved to hear that." John showed he believed what his son was telling him and this gave Callum some courage.

"Dad, if I tell you all of it do you promise not tell anyone else, not even mum?"

"Cal, I'm sorry, but I can't promise to keep it from your mother. I can promise not to tell anyone else, but mum and I have never had secrets between us and I don't intend to start now. But I might not tell her all the details because I know it would embarrass you if she knew some of the stuff we have talked about in detail."

"Okay, I have to trust you on this because I have to talk to someone and there is no one else. Please promise me you won't tell Alex anything either."

"I have already promised you that. The only proviso I will put on that is that if I feel that whatever you tell me is going to put either of you in danger, or even your friends in danger, I will have to take some action to prevent that harm coming to any of you." John told Callum.

They sat in silence and John watched the turmoil being expressed in Callum's face as he worked through it all. After a full fifteen minutes John gently said, "Son, I love you and I can see this is ripping you apart inside. You had better let it out. If you don't feel you can talk to me, then I will see if I can find you a counsellor on Monday to talk to."

That was enough and in a flood of words mingled with some tears and bitten back sobs; Callum explained the terms of the wager and his fear about sucking a cock and more his torment over the temptation Alexander was presenting to him. "Dad it was a real struggle not to lean over and touch his cock." Callum finally admitted.

John reached over and pulled Callum into a sitting position on the bed and then put his arms around him. "Wow! I can see why you are so mixed up. But let me think about this a bit." John kept his arms around Callum's shoulders holding him close while his mind whirled with thoughts.

To be continued...
 

Posted: 09/29/17