Hanging with My Big Bro Ch. 02

"You already know what we're going to have to do next," Connor said with a smirk, his hands quickly starting to unbutton his khaki shorts. He ripped them down his muscular legs, his seven inches freed and standing straight up.

I noticed that he'd trimmed his pubes down since last week, his balls now completely hairless. Part of me wondered if he'd specifically prepared for this moment as I bolted up from the floor, watching Connor reach his hands behind his head and pulling off his shirt as I unbuckled my belt. His whole torso was shaved smooth, his chest toned, a tight six pack flexing as he sunk his body back into the leather chair.

"Just take it all off and stay right there," Connor prompted as I slid my shorts and boxer briefs down, my rigid cock springing out.

I lifted my legs up one by one, tearing my shoes and socks away, letting my shorts and underwear fall down and stepping out of them. I tore my shirt off too, throwing it aside. Standing there totally naked in front of my big bro, he was unashamedly looking me up and down from head to toe.

"You have a really nice body, man," Connor said, starting to stroke his dick.

I was shocked to hear him complimenting me, since he definitely looked better. "So do you," I whispered, following his lead and finally wrapping a hand around my hard shaft.

"You don't have to say it like you're ashamed to admit it," Connor chided, shaking his head. "You know I have a nice body."

"Sorry," I apologized, looking into his eyes. "Yeah, I know you do."

"That's better, little bro. What's your favorite part of me?" he asked.

I looked my big bro up and down as he jerked off in the chair. His legs were absolutely beautiful, his quads and calves more defined than mine would ever be, but I couldn't stop admiring his chiseled six pack. "Your abs," I decided.

He let go of his dick, the tip of his 7 inches smacking into his six pack as he traced a finger along the cuts. "I have to run a shit ton to keep these up with all the booze, but it's definitely worth it." Connor surveyed me again, taking hold of his cock as his eyes scanned up and down. "I love your arms and shoulders, bro. You have that naturally muscular thing going on. You probably wouldn't even have to lift that much to make them look really good."

All this bonding stuff was making more and more sense. I loved hearing him compliment me, a smile spreading across my face. "Thanks, man," I said proudly. "Maybe I should give that a try!"

"Not that you would have any trouble getting laid just the way you are," Connor added. "Any chick would be fucking lucky."

"Luckier if they get to tap you," I joked.

Connor just laughed, the two of us totally naked and stroking in front of each other like it was completely normal. "You know, I've been wondering," he started, pausing for a few seconds. "Were you really going to suck my dick last time?" His brown eyes peered straight into mine.

I felt embarrassed about it, remembering him saying that he was just kidding when he asked, but I already knew he wasn't going to let it go until I owned up. I shrugged. "Honestly? Yeah."

"Why?"

I'd spent the whole week trying to pretend that moment had never happened, especially since we hadn't exchanged another word about it. I didn't have an answer ready. "I don't even know," I mumbled, a dozen different thoughts tearing through my mind. "I guess I was just in the moment. You kept saying all that stuff about bonding and it felt right for some reason."

Connor was silent, just staring at me from the leather chair as he jerked off. "That's cool," he finally said. "I get it. I was in the moment too when I put it out there."

I instantly knew he wasn't joking after all. My big bro was just so turned on as my face crept closer to his cock that he'd shot his load before I had the chance to sink my mouth down on it. I glanced down at the floor, reliving that moment, remembering the way his balls smelled.

"I totally would have let you," Connor volunteered.

When I looked back up at him, he was feverishly stroking his cock.

"I know exactly what you mean," he said. "It just felt right."

Seeing Connor's sincere expression and parsing those words, I felt like he was telling me he wanted to suck his dick right now. The desire to please him, to feel even closer to him, welled up again. "Are you asking me to do it?"

Connor bit his lower lip, his eyes boring into mine. "Only if you want to, little bro," he said soberly. "I'd never force you to do that."

I knew he was telling me he wanted it, easily appreciating what he really meant: do you want to run with the moment again and be closer to me or not? My heart rate immediately skyrocketed, my whole face growing hot. Was I really about to suck his dick?

"You want to just bust with me?" Connor asked, obviously sensing my indecision. "That would be cool too."

I glanced down at my rock hard shaft, a huge string of precum hanging off the head. I still didn't understand why being sexual with him turned me on so much, but I knew I wanted more than to just get off together. If he was still willing, I was willing too. I stepped a couple paces closer, getting on my knees between my big bro's legs.

"Yeah?" he said excitedly, the corners of his mouth turning up as he pulled his hand away from his raging dick.

I inched closer and closer, until I could have literally stuck my tongue out and licked Connor's throbbing cock. His smooth balls were absolutely massive, easily bigger than eggs, the primal, sweaty scent of them filling my nostrils. Being this close to him, the aroma was infinitely stronger than the first time I'd been between his legs, and I was instantly obsessed. I was greedily inhaling it without even thinking, completely awash in his pheromones.

"Yeah, take that in, little bro," Connor whispered up above me. "You like that smell? I want your whole face to smell like your big bro's nuts."

I kept sniffing until my nose was pressed against his smooth sack, his pure, unadulterated manliness overcoming all my senses. How could anyone possibly smell this good? I didn't just respect Connor's body count anymore, I actually appreciated it. How could anyone fucking resist him? I'd never contemplated sucking a guy off in my whole life until a week ago, but I was naked between his legs on the verge of doing it.

"Touch it," Connor encouraged. "Feel your big bro's dick."

I reluctantly pulled my face back from his balls, Connor's achingly engorged shaft jutting up above me. Wrapping my hand around it, the head of his dick was sticking up beyond my fingers, precum freely drooling out.

Connor sank his head back into the leather chair, sighing loudly. "Fuck, little bro," he groaned. "That already feels so good. Something about you..."

He didn't finish his thought, but I barely noticed that holding his rock hard cock. His flesh was hot, gently pulsing in my hand, and I was mesmerized at how thick his dick was. Why was he so turned on? Why was I so turned on? Why did this all seem so fucking hot right now? I didn't really need answers to any of those questions. I liked touching my big bro and he liked being touched; all I wanted was for him to enjoy it.

"Bring that hand up here," Connor said, nodding at the one holding his thick seven inches.

I let go of his cock and lifted my hand toward him, Connor reaching out and guiding it up. We'd shaken hands before, but feeling his touch this time, I felt a spark jolt through me. He raised my palm to his mouth, spitting into it several times. "Now stroke it," he murmured, letting go.

I lowered my wet hand down, careful not to let my big bro's saliva drop away. I gripped his dick again, gently sliding my hand up and down his shaft. For a second I worried that I had absolutely no idea what I was doing, but that definitely wasn't true. I knew exactly how to make this feel good. I started jerking his cock the same way I liked jerking mine, my big bro's soft moans growing. "You like it?" I whispered.

Connor was still moaning appreciatively, his mouth wide. "Fuck yeah," he grunted. "Maybe it takes having a dick to really know how to work one. You should lick my nuts too."

Still stroking his big cock, I drew my face closer to his balls, immersed in his masculine aroma again as I lapped my tongue across his smooth pink sack. I tasted his salty sweat, eagerly inhaling his scent as I feverishly tried to lick every inch of his skin.

"Mmm," Connor purred, pulling my hand away from his dick. "Suck on them, man."

I slowly took one of his massive balls into my mouth, scraping my tongue against it and gingerly sucking on it as my big bro grabbed his shaft.

"Oh shit, that's so good," he said, eagerly beating off as he moaned fervently.

When I pulled away to suck on the other one, Connor wrapped his free hand around my head, slightly pulling on my hair to force my neck to crane up. He looked into my eyes with a ravenous lust, his expression almost pleading. "I really want you to suck it," he whispered. "Do you want to?"

"Yeah," I blurted out immediately. Hearing his pleasure, seeing the unrestrained desire within him, I knew I wanted it too. I wanted to make him happy. I needed to make him happy. I needed to feel closer.

Connor let go, grinning as he released his dick. "Go for it, little bro."

This time I didn't worry at all about knowing what to do. I'd had my dick sucked enough times to know what I did and didn't like when someone gave me head. I grasped his length again, sliding my hand all the way down my big bro's shaft, a couple inches of it sticking out from the top. I parted my lips, slowly running my tongue across the head of his cock. I tasted his precum and immediately felt addicted to the sweet flavor, greedily lapping it up as the fluid drizzled out.

"Yeah," Connor hissed. "You like the way I taste?"

I drew my tongue back, looking up at him as his cock throbbed in my hand. "I love it."

He smiled, gleefully nodding his head. "Come on, suck it, little bro. Make me feel good."

I spread my lips wide, lowering my mouth down on the head of his thick dick. Maybe I'd been taking my time getting here because some part of me feared I would find it repulsive to finally go this far, but now that he was inside of me, I fucking loved it. Everything felt right. I worked my tongue across his cock, eagerly lapping up my big bro's sweet precum from his piss slit

"Oh shit," Connor moaned. "Fuck yeah, Ethan. That's fucking hot, bro. Come on, suck my dick."

I started softly sucking on his head, carefully moving my mouth up and down as Connor moaned up above me. I tried to stroke my painfully hard cock, but actually touching myself, I was so turned on I knew I could easily lose my load. I let go, focusing entirely on my big bro, my hand sliding further down his shaft to expose more of his perfect 7 inches. Sliding my mouth further down his length, I thought about how many girls Connor had speared with this thick dick, how so many others would throw themselves at him to get it. I couldn't believe I was hearing him blissfully groaning in pleasure above as I slid my mouth up and down his shaft. He was inside of me, and we shared something now that few other guys ever shared together. I already felt so much closer to him, closer than I'd ever dreamed we could be.

"That's already so good, little bro," Connor whispered, wrapping a hand around the side of my head and affectionately digging his fingers through my hair. "Your mouth is fucking amazing." He instantly started moaning again.

I knew it could feel even better. I lifted my hand away, driving a couple more inches of his huge dick into my wet mouth before I gagged, tearing away from him. "You really think it's good?" I asked, spit dripping down my lips as I gazed at Connor.

His face lit up. "Fuck yeah I do!" he said excitedly. "You're doing great. Come on, get your mouth back on it. You'll get the hang of it."

Knowing that I was the reason he looked so happy and fulfilled, all I wanted was to do better, to keep making him moan in pleasure. I sank my mouth back down on his cock, pushing myself to the point where I'd gagged and managing to take it. I reached one of my hands up to his chest without even thinking about, pulling away the second it felt sensual.

"You can touch me," Connor whispered reassuringly. "You're bonding with your big bro right now. Put your hands wherever you want."

I didn't understand why I'd even initially had the impulse, but I reached for his smooth pecs again hearing his permission, my mouth gliding up and down on his cock. My hand gradually slid down to Connor's abs as I sucked him off, my fingers gingerly tracing over the intricate cuts on his stomach.

"You like your big bro's body?" he asked lecherously. "You like having my dick in your mouth?"

I pulled off his cock to answer, stroking his raging, wet 7 inches with my hand. "I fucking love it."

Connor flashed his perfect smile. "Me too, little bro. Get your pretty little mouth back down there."

For a second it was weird that he called me pretty, but I just took it as a compliment, wrapping my hands around his lower back and sinking his length between my lips again. I spent a couple minutes plunging up and down my big bro's cock, gently sucking him as I struggled not to gag. With every passing second I was able to accommodate more of him inside of me, Connor's groans of pleasure rising.

"Fuck, little bro," he murmured. "You're really, really good at that."

I came up for air, my jaw immensely sore from the effort. "I'm sure you've had better," I said, pulling my hands away from his body.

Connor earnestly shook his head, looking into my eyes. "I fucking wish, man! You're seriously better than any girl who's ever blown me!"

"Really?" I could barely believe the compliment at first, but it quickly made sense: I actually appreciated what it felt like to get a blowjob, and apparently that afforded me some special talent for giving one, a skill his constant cavalcade of conquests couldn't rival.

Connor chuckled as he stared down at me. "Total honesty, remember? You're already a fucking pro. Come on, suck it some more," he begged. "You feel so fucking good."

I instantly sank my mouth back down on his dick, tasting another sweet splash of his precum as I tried to stuff even more of it down my throat.

"Yeah, swallow your big bro's cock," Connor hissed. "I want to see you take the whole fucking thing."

Hearing him challenge me like that, I tried so hard to get the last inch inside me that I gagged again, pulling off his 7 inches with a loud pop. Spit drooled out freely between my lips. "You know how fucking big you are, right?" I teased, gazing up at his face.

Connor smirked. "Oh yeah, I know. You mind if I stand up for a minute?"

"Whatever you want." I didn't even think when I said it, but I knew it was the truth. I probably would have done anything for him in that moment.

Connor rose up from the old chair, smacking his big dick against my face a few times as he lustfully stared down at me. He rubbed the tip of it all over my lips, smearing his precum into them. "Open up," he whispered.

I parted my lips, my big bro guiding his length into me. I tried to start sucking him again, but he wrapped his hands around my head, holding me in place as he gently began bucking into my mouth. Connor took full control, thrusting into me at his own pace.

"Fuck yeah," he growled. "Just open up and fucking taking it, little bro. Let me do the work. I'll make you swallow it. I'll make you take the whole fucking thing."

I gave in, reaching down and feeling how wet my own cock was as my big bro started to fuck my mouth. Connor was slow and gentle at first, but within a minute he was hammering his dick into my throat. He gradually forced himself deeper, until I was finally on the verge of swallowing his entire shaft.

"Just like that!" he panted, using his hands to pull my head into him with every thrust. "You've almost fucking got it! Just like that!"

I was moaning like a bitch every time Connor plunged his dick into me, but I didn't care. My eyes were fixed on his face, completely captivated watching it contort with bliss. His mouth was gaping open, his lips quivering. I loved knowing that I could make him feel this good, that none of the countless girls he'd fucked were able to swallow his cock like me. I really was special.

"Shit, you're getting me so close," Connor warned, releasing his grip and pulling his dick all the way out my mouth. "How do you want to finish? You want to jerk together?"

Seeing his hard length glistening with my spit and gently throbbing in front of me, his huge balls ready to unload his seed, I knew exactly where I wanted him to cum. "You want to shoot it in my mouth?" I asked.

Connor looked surprised, a sultry smile quickly taking over his face. "Yeah? You want to swallow my cum, little bro?"

I nodded urgently. "Please," I begged. I couldn't believe how desperate I sounded, but it was the truth. I wanted his seed inside me more than anything right now. I wanted him to actually be a part of me.

"That's so fucking hot," Connor murmured, slapping his dick across my cheek. "I'll make you swallow every fucking drop." He instantly took hold of me again, pushing his dick between my lips and sinking it inside me.

This time my big bro held absolutely nothing back, fucking my mouth so viciously with his entire 7 inches that I was struggling not to gag with every stroke. I fixated on his ecstatic expression and mustered every ounce of willpower I had as he plunged his whole thick dick down my throat.

Connor's breathing quickly grew shallower, his moans intensifying. "You want your big bro's cum inside you?" he asked urgently.

"Mmm hmm," I whimpered into his shaft as it sawed into my mouth.

"Oh shit," Connor grunted, his pace momentarily slowing. "I'm so close. Cum with me, bro. Fucking shoot your load with me."

I'd idolized him since the first time I encountered him at a rush party, and now he was about to shoot his seed into me. I wanted it more than anything as I eagerly grasped my firm cock, ready to explode at any second.

"Here it comes," Connor panted, his hands gripping my head tighter. He bucked into my mouth a few more times, moaning victoriously as he forced his whole length down my throat. He held it there, grunting loudly with his trimmed pubes against my lip, unleashing his cum inside me.

Feeling Connor's thick dick pulsing in my mouth, his jizz literally erupting down my throat, it only took a single stroke to drive myself over. My big bro's essence was mine, inside me now, and I was completely overcome with ecstasy as my cock sprayed all over the carpet again. His hands were still grasped around my head when I stopped shooting, his whole thick shaft still buried in my mouth, still spilling his potent seed.

After a few seconds, the torrent finally ceased and Connor let me go, withdrawing his dick from between my lips. A gush of saliva and semen dripped down to the floor from my gaping mouth. Looking down, seeing our cum mixed together on the carpet, I felt like I should feel guilty. I'd just sucked his dick, swallowed a massive amount of his cum, and busted my own load on his floor. We'd certainly broken most of the unwritten rules about male friendship.

Connor sighed contentedly, a ridiculously satisfied smile breaking across his face. He motioned for me to stand up, wrapping his arms around me the second I did and gripping our naked bodies together in a tight hug. "You're awesome," he whispered into my ear. "I really fucking needed that. If you want me to return the favor sometime, just let me know."

"Sure," I said as Connor let me go, sinking into his battered alcoholic recliner.

He stretched his muscular legs out, his chiseled abs flexing as he reached his hands behind his head and exposed his hairy armpits. "You glad I kicked Plank out now?"