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Subject: Generational Bro-cest part 6 This story contains sexual situations between two bothers and other males. If you are under the age of 18 and are legally not allowed to read this story, or if material of this nature is offensive to you, then you should skip this story. The author claims the copyright to all parts of this story and no duplication or publication of this story is allowed except by the author. This is my fourth story for NIFTY. Other stories: Danny’s First Love. Last posted on June 27th 2019 in High School. I didn’t pee the bed. Oct. 27, 2020 in Incest. Jordan and Billy. Nov. 15 2020 in Incest I’m not a writer, but I thought I’d again try my hand at fiction. I’m a college graduate who majored in the hard science, did post-graduate work in medical research. English has always been my worst subject. So here goes. I hope you enjoy it. Let me know what you think. Please donate to Nifty! Generational Bro-cest part Six By Anthony Scordato. Please let me know if you are enjoying the story. Anthony It was the summer that I was thirteen and Brian was fifteen that Brian and I had learned to suck cock after Brian watched my dad and Uncle Cory. We had to make sure that Dad didn’t catch us or he might ask where we learned about sucking dick. After he said goodnight, Brian and I started our nightly suck off. We decided that we loved how great it felt to get head. So, I’d suck his cock until he got close. Then he give me head. We’d go back and forth until we could hold back anymore. I loved getting head, but I loved giving more head. I enjoyed the feel and the taste of his cock. I could taste the pre-cum that leaked from his cock. Brian said that when Dad and Uncle Cory sucked cock, they never used the hands. So, Brian and I did the same. “I’ve got to cum,” I begged. He nodded and kept bobbing up and down on my cock. I gripped my sheets and thrust upward into Brian’s mouth. My legs went rigid and began to shake. My balls ached. Then my climax hit. I moaned and felt cum moving through my cock and into Brian’s mouth. The feeling was so intense I wanted to call out, but I didn’t. He moaned and then swallowed. He looked at me and said, “You make so much cum.” I stared at him, trying to breath. “My turn,” he said, lying beside me. “You make a lot of cum too.” “Not as much as you.” I took his cock into my mouth and bobbed up and down while I played with his balls. He put his hand on my head and began thrusting into my mouth. I felt his cock head become firm. I knew he was going to deliver the prize. Shot after shot of warm, thick boy juice filled my mouth. I swallowed. Every night we sucked cock. Seldom did we jerk off anymore. It wasn’t until late July that I convinced Brian to sneak back to the house when Dad and Uncle Cory were there alone. We showed up and Aunt Ashley’s house but then told her we were going for a bike ride. We went back to the house. Brian said, “Okay, you can’t talk when we’re in the house. They’ll hear you.” “I know. You told me.” “You have to take your shoes off. We can’t walk. You have to move your feet over the floor so they don’t hear footsteps.” “I know. You told me.” “You have to be careful that you don’t bump,” “You told me. Stop telling me this stuff again.” “If they see us, we’ll be in trouble.” “You told me that too.” “You better listen to me.” “Fuck you. Don’t go with me. I’ll go alone.” “No. You’d better not fuck this up.” “Asshole,” I said and started tip toeing along the side of the house. We kicked off our shoes. He slowly opened the back door and stood there. I could hear music coming from the radio my dad had in the garage. My heart was beating so hard I thought they might hear it. We slid our stocking feet over the kitchen floor and moved toward the door that lead to the garage. We headed down a short hallway. The door to the garage was open as was usual when we worked out in the garage. The house had air conditioning. The garage didn’t. We got on our knees and slowly crawled toward the garage. When we got to about five feet of the open door we lay flat on the floor. I could hear moaning over the music that played. We inched our way forward. I was closest to the wall so I’d have the best view into the garage. The way the garage was set up, was that the rack of weights was against one wall. The bench was at one end and next to the weight machine. Beyond that was the mat. I glanced into the garage. Brian lifted his head. There was Uncle Cory and Dad on the mat. Uncle Cory was on his hands and knees and Dad was behind him. They were both moaning and Dad was bumping against his butt. We lay there watching. I wasn’t sure what they were doing. Brian looked at me. Then Dad stood. I saw that he had a boner. Uncle Cory stood and bend over. Dad held his cock and then moved. I watched as Dad pressed his cock into Uncle Cory’s butt. They both moaned and then Dad grabbed Uncle Cory’s hips and started fucking him. Dad called out, “I’m going to cum.” Uncle Cory said, “Yeah, fill my ass.” My face was burning hot and my cock was throbbing. Dad got on his hands and knees and Uncle Cory got behind Dad. Uncle Cory spit on Dad’s butt and fingered his ass. He spit again and fingered him again. Then put his face to Dad’s ass. Dad moaned. Then Uncle Cory spit on his cock, rubbed it around and then pressed into Dad’s butt. We watched Dad getting fucked. He moaned and groaned and called out, “Yeah, fuck me harder.” Brian put his hand on my back and pushed me to move away from the door. We back up slowly and then crawled out the kitchen into the backyard. We put on our shoes, got onto our bikes and road down the block and stopped. “Dad fucked Uncle Cory in the butt,” Brian said. “Did they do that last time?” “No. I left while they were sucking each other.” “I never knew you could do that,” I said. “I bet it feels great.” “Do you want to try it?” “Yeah. Maybe it’s better than sucking.” We rode to Aunt Ashley’s. I still hard a hard on. I went into the bathroom and jerked off. When Dad and Uncle Cory showed up for dinner, I could not stop staring at my dad. I thought what I saw that day was the most exciting thing I had ever seen. I thought my dad was the most beautiful man I knew. His body was incredible. Seeing him holding Uncle Cory by the hips and slamming is cock into him was mind blowing. I wished that I could have talked to him about it. I was convinced he wouldn’t be angry, but I had made a promise. That night we tried to fuck each other but it didn’t work. I pressed my hard cock against his hole. It wouldn’t go in. He tried istanbul travesti it. Same thing. Finally we decided to give each other head. Then next night we tried again. But then Brian remembered that Uncle Cory spit on Dad’s butt. “I think you have to get it wet,” he said. So again we tried and got nowhere. We gave up for a few days and then Brian figured out that if we got something slippery maybe we could fuck. We went through everything in the house and decided on butter. He spread butter on his cock and on my hole. He pressed a finger in. It hurt at first. Then he tried his dick. I pulled away, grasped my butt and hopped around the room. “Ouch, Ouch, Ouch.” “It hurt?” “Fuck yeah. You’ll see.” We spread butter on his hole and my cock and I pressed against his hole. He pulled away and buried his face in the pillow and moaned. “I wonder how they did it?” We gave up on fucking and went back to sucking. But Brian was determined. We went to the grocery store and walked the aisles. He went into the drugstore part of the grocery store and looked around there. We found stuff you put on your hair that was thick and waxy. “Maybe this will work,” he said. That night he spread it on my ass and slipped a finger in. It hurt at first but then it didn’t. Then he slipped two fingers in. Again it hurt but then when he moved his fingers around, it felt good. He spread the grease on his dick, aimed at my hole and pressed in. I squirmed under him. I wanted to scream out but I didn’t. Soon the pain passed. He pressed in further. I groaned and he stopped. Then he started fucking me. I bit down on my pillow and soon heard him moan loudly. He shot his load in my butt. He moved off me. “How was it,” he said. “It hurt until you were almost done. Then it felt okay but weird.” Then I ran to the bathroom with my hand over my ass as his cum started to leak out of my butt. When I got back he spread the stuff on his hole and then on my dick. I pressed one and then two fingers in him. He complained that it hurt. Wait until I shove my cock in there, I thought. When I pressed into him, he pushed me off him. “You went in too fast.” “You went in fast.” “Well, I won’t next time. Go in slower.” I aimed at his hole and slowly pressed in. He still complained but finally I got about two inches of my cock in him and then thrust a few times and came. For weeks after that we went back to sucking each other off each night. But then it was back to another try at fucking. Again we struggled but we decided that we’d suffer through the pain. Months of practice and finally after the New Year, we were able to take most of each other’s cock and deal with getting fucked. But Brian decided he didn’t much like getting fucked but loved fucking me. He begged and bargained and finally I’d get on my hands and knees and he’d fuck me long and hard always with the promise that he’d let me fuck him next time. That year was Brian’s sophomore year in high school and I was in the eighth grade of middle school. Brian had decided that he didn’t want to play football, but rather play baseball � he played third base. My mom and I went to all his games as did my dad when he was home. My dad asked if I was interested in playing football. I knew he had played and said, “If I can be quarterback like you, I’d play.” So every day after school when he was home he’d show me how to hold and throw a football. We’d pass so much that my arm would hurt. Then he gave me practices to do when he wasn’t at home. He cut a large hole in a piece of ply wood and propped it up against a tree. I had to throw the football through the hole. If I could do it five times in a row, then I’d step back five yards and try again. I didn’t enjoy the exercises, but loved the time he and I spend throwing the ball. After almost eight months of practice, he told me that he thought I was as good as he was when I was his age. He hugged me tightly. There was nothing better than being in his arms. Brian had signed up for a summer baseball camp. Dad asked me if I wanted to go to a camp. I shrugged. “Come with me,” he said. We went inside. He took out a calendar and showed me the weeks he’d be on the rig. “Brian’s camp is this week in June,” he said pointing to the calendar. “I’m off that week. So it will be just you and me here and we can spend a lot of time tossing the ball.” “Can we kind of just hang out alone too.” He smiled. “For sure.” “Is there a camp for football when you are working?” We went through the brochure and found one that started on a Sunday the day after a Saturday that he’d start on the rig. “Okay, I’ll go to that one.” He smiled and me and musted my hair. This was the summer that Brian was sixteen and about to start his junior year in high school and I was fourteen and about to start high school. Soon after school was out, Brian left for his baseball camp. I love my brother, but I was happy to see him go, especially since he’d be away while my dad was off the rigs and at home. I always knew I was my dad’s favorite. I looked a lot like him. We both had the same dark straight hair and blue eyes. And I looked like him. Brian had lighter brown hair and brown eyes and looked more like my mom. And I think he was her favorite. When Brian did something wrong, she’d be angry but she’d talk to him and maybe punish him. When I did something wrong she’d yell and always punish me. If Dad was home, he’d listen to her yell, but always cut her off and explain what I did wrong. My mother would stand there staring at me. My Dad then would ask me, “What would be a fair punishment.” “He gets to decide,” my mother complained. “No. I just want to know what he thinks is fair.” I’d announce an extra chore for a week. My Dad would say, “How about two weeks?” looking at my mom. She’d nod. When she wasn’t around, my dad would help me with my chores. When we were younger, the Friday before my dad left to go out onto the rigs, he’d always come into our bedroom and stay for about thirty minutes. He’d come in wearing a pair of boxer shorts. Brian and I would be naked and in bed. He’d lie down on Brian’s bed and I’d come over and snuggle up against him. Then I’d move so that I was lying on top of him, my head on his chest. He’d lie there and talk to us, his hand on my buttocks. As he talked he’d run his fingers over my butt. I’d get hard and press my erection against his naked stomach. He never commented. He just went on talking. I loved being in his arms. I do remember times that while he stroked my butt and I’d press my erection against his stomach, I’d feel his cock move under me. That excited me even more. Brian never snuggled up against kadıköy travesti my dad. That was my place. My dad and mom and I drove Brian to his baseball summer camp on a June Sunday afternoon. We dropped him off just before dinnertime. Then Dad and Mom and I went out to dinner before going home. At home we watched a movie and had popcorn. Then I went to my room. This would be the first time I had our room to myself. I lay in bed and slowly stroked my cock. As he did every night he was home, my dad came in to say goodnight. I didn’t cover up. He saw that I was jerking off. He said nothing about it. “Hey, buddy, you going to be okay without your brother here,” he said glancing at my erection. He sat on my bed beside me. “Yeah. It’s kind of nice.” He smiled. “See you in the morning. We’ll have the day to ourselves.” I smiled. He left my room after kissing my forehead. I lay on my bed and masturbated with my finger up my ass. When I got close, I threw my legs over my head and pressed my cock into my mouth. Moments later, I dropped a load into my mouth. I uncurled and swallowed. The next morning Dad woke me. “Hey, it’s time to get up if you want to have breakfast with me.” I stretched, pushing the sheet off me, exposing my morning wood. He glanced at my erection. “Is that the same boner from last night?” I smiled and said, “No.” He smiled. He stood by the stove naked and made a potato, bacon and tomato omelet for us. I made toast and poured milk for us. I was also naked. After breakfast we cleaned up the kitchen. It was laundry day. When my dad was at home, he did the laundry and cleaned the house for my mom. We went through the house, pulled the sheets off the beds, gathered all the dirty clothes and started doing a wash. He vacuumed and I dusted the furniture. Then he and I went into the garage and started our work out. Now that I was fourteen, he said it was time for me to start using weights. So, he and I lifted for almost two hours and then did sit up and pull ups. I loved looking at his naked body while he worked out. He was thirty-four years old and had the body of a twenty year old. His shoulders were wide, his pecs and abs were tight and his waist was small. His ass was round and tight. He trimmed his pubes. His flaccid cock was four inches, his balls were large and hung loosely from his body. As he lay on the bench and pressed weights, I pulled wood. We pulled off most of the weights when it was my turn to do bench presses. Again, I noticed him glancing at my erection which turned me on even more. I lay on the bench. My eight inch cock rested on my stomach. He stood behind the bench and put his hands on the weight bar. I looked up. He was semi erect. I felt my face warm. “Okay, you’ve got more weight today. Do your best,” he said. I put my fingers around the bar. He helped me lift the weights and then slowly released his grip. Slowly I began my pressed, but I couldn’t take my eyes off his cock. He was getting a full erection. We both stayed hard for most of the rest of the work out. I noticed that his cock would soften and then he’d get fully erect again. I sported wood throughout the rest of the work out. As we walked out of the garage, I said, “How do you cut your pubes off?” “You want to trim yours?” “Yeah. I like the way it looks.” I followed him into his bathroom. He took out a pair of scissors and an electric shaver. He knelt down in from of me. He looked up at me. “How big are you?” “I think eight inches.” “When I was your age I was about your size.” “You think I’ll have a cock like yours?” He smiled. “You said you wanted a cock like mine when you were a kid. I think you’re on your way.” He lifted my erection and pushed it against my stomach and looked at my balls. “You don’t have hairy balls, but you will.” He took the scissors and cut my pubes short while holding my cock. “You’re cock doesn’t have hair, but it probably will. Look.” He stood. He had an erection. He pressed his cock against his stomach. “Feel my scrotum.” I ran my fingers over it. “So, when your balls get hairy, you need to use a razor to shave them clean. When you get hair, tell me and I’ll show you how to do it.” “Can you show me when you do it?” “Yeah, sure.” “But you don’t want to shave you’re pubes. You want to trim them with the electric shaver.” He explained the pubes are thick and curly and if you shave you’ll get red bumps. I ran my fingers over his pubic area. He knelt down in front of me and ran the shaver over my pubes. I glanced down. “Wow, my cock looks even bigger.” He chuckled. We cleaned up the mess and then headed to the backyard and the pool. When we got out of the pool, my dad put towels down on the lawn and then spread sun block tanning oil on his chest and legs. I did the same. He turned me around and spread it on my back and butt. This was our first day in the sun that year. “I’ll do your back,” I said. I lay down on the towel. I stood over him with a foot on each side of him and then sat on his butt. I squirted oil on his back and then started rubbing it around. “You’ve got strong hands,” my dad said. “Think you could give me a back massage.” “Sure,” I said. I leaned forward and applied pressure and moved my hands up and down is spine. “Yeah, like that. That’s fantastic.” I kept massaging his back and as I did I got hard again. I moved to his lower back and pressed down. “Yeah.” He moved his hand to his back and said, “Here is where the glutes connect to the hips. I get knots there.” I moved off his buttocks and sat on the upper legs and worked his lower back and gluts. I thought he had the most beautiful butt and remembered Uncle Cory put his dick in my dad’s butt and how my dad moaned and groaned. I felt my face flush as I thought about spreading the cheeks of his ass and seeing his butt hole. I kept massaging. First his left glut and then the right. Then I placed one hand on the left buttock close to the crack and the other hand on the other buttock and then pressed down and outward. His crack opened up and there it was. I thought it was beautiful. I squirted more oil on this butt and kept pulling his cheeks apart. My cock was rock hard. With some trepidation, I ran a finger down the crack of his ass and over his butt hole, expecting him to say something. He didn’t. I went back to his butt cheeks but then again ran my fingers down the crack of his ass, but this time I pressed harder against his sphincter as I moved over it. Again, he said nothing. My cock was now dripping pre-cum onto his leg. I couldn’t stop touching his butt hole. And he just lay there. bakırköy travesti With an oiled finger, I applied pressure to it and then let my finger slid in up to my knuckle. He moved a bit but said nothing. I removed my finger and ran my fingers over the crack of his ass. I squirted more oil onto his butt hole and then again pressed my finger into him while staring at his face which was turned side way. He lay there with his eyes closed, saying nothing. He looked stunningly handsome, lying there. I moved two fingers into his butt hole and moved them around inside of him. I felt the pressure of his sphincter on my fingers relax. I got a third finger in. I removed my fingers from his butt hole. Pressed my hands into the small of his back and moved forward until I was lying on top of him, my face resting against his left shoulder blade and my cock against the crack of his ass. “That felt good,” he said. “I liked doing it.” He reached around between us and took hold of my erection. “I can see that.” I chuckled. He stroked my cock a couple of times and then removed his hand. Instinctively, I began to make slow thrusting moves against his buttocks as I moved my hands to get my arms under him and around his chest. He left up and then lay down again. With my arms wrapped around his chest I pressed harder against his butt. My heart was pound with anticipation as I moved down and arched my back so that I could move my cock into the crack of his ass. “I’m not sure that’s a good idea.” “What?” “You fucking me.” “Why?” He lay silent for a moment. “I guess you and your brother have figured out how to fucking each other.” “Yeah.” “But this is different.” I lay on him feeling disappointed. “We really don’t do it much.” “Really. And why is that?” “Brian says it hurts. He lets me get it in, but then I have to take it out.” “Does he fuck you?” “Yeah. It doesn’t hurt so much. It feels okay to me.” “So you’ve never gotten off fucking him?” “A couple of times a while ago, but not so much now. But it’s okay. He says he’s trying to get to be okay.” “If you want to change that, tell him that he can’t fuck you unless you get to fuck him. I promise you, he’ll learn to be comfortable with getting fuck.” “Okay.” We lay there silently, my cock still hard and pressed into the crack of his ass. He sighed. “No one can ever know,” he said. “Especially, your brother.” “Then it’s okay?” I said. “Yes. If you promise not to tell him.” He turned his head and glanced at me. “Do you understand.” “Yes.” I pulled my right hand from under him and took hold of my throbbing cock and aimed it as his butt hole. Then I slowly pressed into him. I couldn’t believe the intensity of feeling that surged through my body. I sighed loudly as I pressed deeper into him. “You’ve got a big cock, Jimmy.” “Do you want me to stop.” “No.” He reached around and put his hand onto my butt and pressed me down. My cock slid all the way into him. “Fuck, I’m close already,” I said. He chuckled. “Just stay still for a bit. But you’re going to come pretty fast.” I lay on him and didn’t move for a few moments and then I couldn’t stop myself from thrusting. With each thrust he grunted and I moaned. It wasn’t a minute before I came and came hard. My entire body quaked and I gasped for air, breathing hard and fast. He chuckled. As I began to slid out, he again pressed his hand against my butt. “Stay in me. You’ll stay hard, I’m sure. Wait a few minutes and go again. See if you can last longer.” I wrapped my arms around him and held him tightly with my cock buried deep inside him. Minutes later I was thrusting deep and hard. I moaned. He grunted. I got close, but stopped for a while and then started again. I was so turned on, I felt dizzy. I did last longer and again I came hard. I slid out of him and lay on his back. “Let me roll over,” he said. “I need to jerk off.” I rolled off him and sat by his side. He took hold of his beautiful nine inch cut cock and began to stroke it. “Do you want to fuck me,” I said. He glanced at me and said, “You’re too young.” I sat and watched him masturbate. I touched his balls with one hand and stroked my still hard cock with the other. He began stroking faster and pressing his hips upward. Then he moaned. His stomach muscles tightened and he arched upward and then groaned loudly. Cum exploded from his cock with most of it landing on his chest. He lay there silently, breathing hard. Then he glanced at me and smiled. He lifted his hand and looked at the gobs of cum on his fingers and then licked them clean. I leaned forward and licked his stomach clean while I continued to masturbate. I loved the taste and feel of his cum in my mouth. When I was done, we made eye contact. He smiled and said, “You going to come again?” I rolled my legs over my head and pressed my cock to my mouth. I saw my dad move and lay beside me. “I tried that many times but was never limber enough,” he said. “Lucky you.” When I got close, I let my cock sit on my tongue with my mouth open and stroked my cock. Shot after shot slid across my tongue into my mouth as I moaned. Then I swallowed. I uncurled and looked at him. “Don’t tell Brian. He doesn’t know I can do that.” He smiled and said, “I promise.” The next day, Uncle Cory showed up. After working out and swimming for a while, they asked me to leave and go to Aunt Ashley’s and help her with dinner. I went inside and dressed. My dad came into my bedroom. “Tomorrow it will be just you and me.” “So we can do it again?” “Tomorrow, but only if you do that self-suck thing again. And maybe you should do that first so that you’ll last longer.” “Yeah, sure. But do I get to stay in you and do it again?” “If you can, sure.” “I can,” I said and smiled. “What about Thursday and Friday. Brian isn’t home until Sunday.” “Okay. Thursday and Friday.” I smiled and headed to my aunt’s house with a boner in my shorts. I sucked my cock as he watched on Wednesday. Then I gave him a massage and slid into him. I did last longer and stayed deep inside of him after I came. It felt wonderful to be inside of him, lying on his back with my arms around his chest. I fucked him each of the three days before Brian came home. But by Thursday when I slid my cock into him, I wouldn’t move at first. I’d wrap my arms around him, my cock in his ass and hold onto him. We’d lay there, not moving and not speaking. Then I’d thrust, cum and hold onto him until I was ready again. And like before, he’d roll over and masturbate while I played with his balls. I was truly disappointed to see Brian arrive home. But, I reasoned, I had next summer to which I could look forward. I hope you are enjoying the story. Let me know Anthony

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