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To preface this story and to offer some context, when my step-brother (We will call him Blake) and I were young teens, we often exercised some healthy curiosity with each other. Masturbating and talking about our changes with each other. We never touched eachother or anything like that, and those activities died off after a year, or so, for the rest of our childhood. We used to spend every other weekend with each other, as my father had partial custody of me, but that stopped, and so we went out separate methods.

Fast forward 5 or so years, I’m 18 now and, and Blake and my step-sister are 19. I’m trying to rebuild my relationship with my father, so I end up visiting him every so often, and hanging out with my step-siblings while I’m there. My brother and I hit it off again and quickly rekindle our strong friendship. We don’t mention the sexual stuff we used to do with each other, just acting as friends and brothers. Well, one night, when I was particularly horny, and Blake and I were watching a movie with some sex scenes in it, I begin to get some ideas. Our sister is in the room with us, but she is across the room, maybe 10 ft, on the computer we had in the large main area of the basement where the entertainment center was also set up.

I grab a big blanket and cover myself with it, and start to surreptitiously touch myself. After a while, I quietly broach the subject of sex with Blake, asking what he has done and all that. He tells me he isn’t a virgin anymore, but that his girlfriend (we are pretty much heterosexual. All our partners have been women, and the only gay stuff we have done has been with each other) broke up with him a while ago, and he hasn’t been with anyone in nearly 2 years. This shocked me, because he was all the time super athletic, setting college records on his pole vaulting team, and is decently attractive.

Well, at this time I’m a total virgin. I only ever had one girlfriend but we never got serious, barely making it to first base. We begin talking about how pent up we are, and decide to both begin masturbating quietly like old times. We both slide our shorts down and I clearly see his dick is much larger than mine. I’m a respectable 7″ with decent girth, but he was much thicker and closer to 8″. After admiring it and being more than a little jealous, I, in the heat of the moment, look over and offer to do it for him.

He is hesitant at first, but I convince him that it will be much better with someone else doing it. After he agrees, he lays back and I tentatively reach out and grasp him. When I do I feel the heat of his dick. It’s incredibly hot and throbbing, clearly he has great circulation and is extremely turned on. I begin to stroke him, mesmerized, and he is clearly enjoying it. After a few minutes of this, he tells me he is close, so I keep stroking him and prepare for the flood that I know is coming.

He finally cums and the sight I was treated to was amazing. He shot rope after rope of hot cum onto his stomach. They didn’t shoot far and weren’t super thick, but the sheer volume amazed me. There was a true pool of cum on his stomach, more cum than I think I have ever seen, and that includes in porn. Once the shock passed, I realized I had some cum on my hand, and that I had to get a towel, and so I got up, pretended to go to the bathroom, and came out with a washcloth hidden in my clothes.

I brought it over to him and he cleaned himself up. The towel was pushed to it’s limits with how much cum he shot on himself, but it worked out, and our sister was none the wiser.

I still frequently think about this and it’s a massive turn on. I’m not gay, at least I have no romantic feelings towards men and don’t want them sexually past loving a great cock and great load. But even still, this moment is one of the hottest moments of my life.

I hope you enjoyed my story. It’s the only one I have to tell about Blake and I, as that’s the last time we did anything together, but it’s certainly a special memory for me.

NSFW: yes

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