what-the-f-is-wrong-with-me-2

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

Amateur

Subject: What the F is Wrong with Me What the F is Wrong with Me by Alex ail Remember to contribute to Nifty! Chapter Two The rest of the day was uneventful. I spent most of it in my room online. Nick and I crossed paths in the house througout the day, but neither of us said much to the other. One thing I did notice was Nick staring at me whenever we saw each other. He would look directly into my eyes and hold the gaze. After a couple seconds I would get uncomfortable and look away, but Nick never faultered. He kept staring me in the face long after I’d break off the connection. It was a little unsettling. I never knew Nick to do that, and now he was doing it all day long. Why was he so intent on staring me in the eye today??? After dad got home we ordered pizza, then watched some tv together in the living room. Dad and I lounged on the sofa, while Nick sat in the arm chair with his one knee bent and his foot on the seat. From where I was sitting I had a clear view of Nick and… his junk. As he kept his attention on the show, his soft dick and sagging balls rested in the leg of his shorts. Because he had his knee bent up by his chest, the leg of his shorts had ridden up and exposed his privates. He was obviously going commando, and he obviously didn’t care that anyone in the room would be able to see him. I realized again that Nick had no reason to hide his dick, it was nothing to be ashamed of. Anyone who saw it would either be proud, jeleous or interested. He was in a no-lose situation with that cock of his. I looked up. Shit! Nick was staring right at me again. Did he know I was staring at his dick? WHY was I staring at his dick? Why was HE staring at me like that? I felt myself blush, but I doubted either Nick or dad would be able to tell with how dark the room was. That didn’t save me from Nick, though. He grinned and winked at me before turning his head back toward the TV. WTF??? What the hell was that??? I decided I was ready to get ready for bed. Excusing myself, I made my way upstairs and went into the bathroom. I turned the water on and started stripping off my tshirt and shorts. Before stepping into the shower I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror. My soft dick hung down about three inches – nothing small, but nothing too impressive either. At least my torso is tight and my butt is pert. I stepped istanbul travesti into the shower and started getting myself wet when I heard the bathroom door open. Nick and I share this bathroom, and we’ll often come in to pee while the other is showering or brushing his teeth. I didn’t think anything of it. A moment later the curtain was pulled open and Nick stepped into the shower… bare ass naked. “Dude, the fuck?” I asked, surprised. My hands went down to cover my crotch. Nick smiled. “I was getting ready for bed, too. Figured ‘why waste more water, just shower with my bro.'” He stepped under the spray and started rinsing his hair. His tight body and bid cock glisened in the water. “You’ve never worried about wasting water before… Hell, you usually take fifteen minute showers!” “Trying to go green, bro.” Nick broke out laughing. I rolled my eyes and started lathering bodywash on myself, making sure to get plenty of bubbles to cover my junk. When I was covered in suds, Nick held his hand out for the bottle. I handed it to him and watched him rub soap all over his chest, arms and legs. “I can never reach my back. Mind doing it since you’re here?” Nick looked at me with a raised eyebrow. I hesitated. I had never rubbed anything on another guy before, let alone my little brother. Well… I guess I can’t keep calling him ‘little’ brother anymore. He’s a hair taller than me and definately has a bigger dick than me. If anything, I’M the little brother. FUCK. Whatever. I can’t blame Nick, not his fault he got all the good genes. I squirted some soap into my hands and placed my palms on Nick’s shoulders. His skin was soft, and the muscles underneath were taught. I slowly massaged the soap across his shoulders, working my way down his back. “Mmmm…” Nick moaned. “Uh… You good?” I asked, nervously. This was starting to make me uncomfortable. “Yeah, man. My bad. Just never had someone massage me before. Feels good.” I worked my way further down his back, feeling the tight muscles beneath my finger tips. When I reached the top of his ass, I stopped. “Okay, you’re good. Rinse off.” “You didn’t get my whole back, Connor.” He said, flatly. “Um, yeah I did. You’re good.” “You didn’t go down far enough.” What??? “I’m not washing your ass, dude.” This was getting WAY too weird. “Just do it.” Nick kadıköy travesti commanded. I don’t know why I didn’t fight harder, but I decided it would end this whole thing quicker if I just did as he said. My soapy hands cupped his bubble butt and started rubbing the body wash over his globes. I took the initiative and ran my right hand through the cleft in his cheeks – I figued he was going to ask anyway. Nick moaned again when he felt my finger tips graze his butt hole. I didn’t want to get in too far, this was gross enough as it was. I decided to just rub the soap up and down his ass crack a couple times. “Okay, you’re good now. Rinse off.” “Thanks, man.” Nick turned around to rinse his back, facing me once again. He looked directly into my eyes as the water flowed over him. His dick was starting to puff up. It wasn’t hard, but it was close. It was a good six inches by this point and it was beginning to thicken even more. It just hung out from his lithe body, in stark contrast to his young, boyish body. “Sorry,” he said, his eyes never leaving mine. “This thing gets hard all the time for no reason,” he laughed. “Well, I guess there was a reason this time.” He winked. “Ew, Nick! Put it away! Besides, YOU were the one who told me to rub your ass.” “Yeah, but you actually did it. And I never told you to rub my asshole. That was allll you, bud.” He was smirking the whole time he spoke. “Fuck you.” I pushed him aside and rinse quickly before stepping out of the shower. As I wrapped a towel around me I heard Nick’s voice. “Guess I’ll take care of the front myself,” he said quietly. A moment later I heard the distinct sounds of fapping. I could hear his balls smacking his fist and the water sloshing around. Nick was jerking off in the shower… five feet away from me. “Nick… Are you…” “I’m horny. Sue me.” The fapping sounds sped up and got louder. “Come on, man! AT LEAST wait til I get out of the bathroom before you start that shit.” Nick mumbled something, but I couldn’t make out what it was between the noises of the shower and him beating off. “Have fun,” I said sarcastically. I got out of there as soon as I could. When I got to my room I closed the door and dropped the towel. I was hard… Of course I was hard. I’m a teenager and it had been a good 12 hours since the last time I dropped bakırköy travesti a load. Not to mention that any guy would get hard from hearing another guy jerk off next to him. I decided to take care of business. I jumped into my bed and grabbed my phone. I opened pornhub on my phone and searched through my favorite videos. One of my favorites was one of a college guy plowing into some chick’s pussy in the back of a car. The camera was placed so you could see him sitting on the back bench while the chick road his cock. His big cock. His big, thick cock. Man, I’d love to have a cock like that. My cock is average at best. Nothing compared to Nick’s behemoth. Damn! There I go thinking about Nick’s dick again! This is ridiculus! But I felt my cock pulse during the brief instant I imagined Nick’s cock plowing into the chick in the vid. I didn’t even mean to imagine it, it just popped into my head. That was weird. But it also felt really good… Did I really get harder while imagining my younger brother fucking some college chick with his big cock??? Mmmmmm… Yeah… That acually DOES feel really good. Wait… No, this is fucking gross! But it DID feel really awesome… Ah, fuck it. No one will ever know anyway. I started imagining Nick and his huge cock plowing into the girl in the vid. I imagined his saggy balls bouncing up and down from his thrusting. His legs parted and his hands around her waist. The mix of his precum and her pussy juice starting to froth from him churning his cock inside her… FUCK, this feels good… I barely made it through the first two minutes of the video before I felt myself reaching the point of no return. I sped up on my dick, drew my feet in towards my butt, closed my eyes and reveled in the sensation I was feeling. I couldn’t help myself. “Oh fuck yeah, Nick…” I moaned. The instant I said Nick’s name I felt my cock explode. “Ugh, ugh, ughhhh…” I kept stroking through the amazing orgasm, imaginging Nick’s big cock the entire time. I didn’t care. Nothing in that moment mattered, excpet making myself feel as good as possible. I didn’t care that what I was imaginging was wrong. I didn’t care that I was imaginging my younger brother’s big cock as I continued jerking through my orgasm. I started coming down from my high. My hand slowed down and I relaxed my legs. Looking down I saw a long streak of cum that reach up to my neck. Shit, I never cum THAT far. Then it hit me. I suddenly realized what was going through my head when I shot my load. I was thinking of my younger brother’s big… thick… hard cock… What the FUCK is wrong with me???

Ben Esra telefonda seni boşaltmamı ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32