MENTORING BRANDON
By Bob


Chapter 14: Becoming Part of My Lover’s Family


As I lay awake trying to get to sleep, I reviewed in my mind the conversation that Mikey and I had had earlier in the day. I was excited to know that in the morning I would be leaving to pickup the love of my life. I also was happy to know that my brother and I shared not only a secret, but shared a better understanding of each other. I was very thankful this Thanksgiving for so much.

Of course, with all this running through my head, my cock began to rise. I knew I wanted to wait, but my hand automatically went to my crotch. I began to rub my hard cock through my underwear, which I was wearing for the first time in many weeks as I went to bed. My other hand went toward my balls as I cupped them and rolled them like Brandon would have had he been next to me.

I suddenly realized that I was home and Mikey was next to me in the other bed. After years of “training” I stopped, looked over to see if Mikey was awake and saw him leaning on his had looking straight at me.

“Why did you stop?” he asked.

“Jeez, Mikey, it isn’t easy to stop something you’ve worried about your brother seeing for years,” I returned as I laughed out loud.

We both sat there giggling like two little kids. I was still rubbing my cock as we lay there looking at each other. As we continued to talk, I saw Michael’s hand move to his crotch and he began rubbing himself. Although it was dark, there was a full moon and I could see him very clearly.

As we lay there, heads resting on our hand we simultaneously opened the fly of our jockey’s and pulled out our hard dicks and began stroking. A thought rushed through my head, knowing that I was resting my head on my left hand and him on his right that we were both in the right position, as I was right handed and he left. That allowed us each to have our cocks in our “dominant” hand, which was fortunate.

I looked at Mikey and he me. I could see that we were both looking at the other’s cock, exploring it and taking in the site. Here we were, brothers, so much alike in many ways. I could see that Mikey’s cock appeared to be as thick as mine, if not as long. His hand, moving up and down the shaft was a site that I never thought I’d want to see, much less have the opportunity to see. We were both stroking slowly, not wanting to end this “new” activity that we were sharing too quickly.

I broke the silence. “So, you and Justin have played together, huh?”

“Yes, we have,” he replied. “That night I saw you and him jackin off it was really hot. I hadn’t jacked off too much before that, but that night as I saw the two of you, you with your big dick in his mouth and you stroking his nice cock, I joined in the corner here of the room. I shot my first load and it felt great.”

“Well, Mikey, getting off is great no matter what,” I said laughing again. “How did you and Justin start playing then?”

“Well, you went to camp remember?” I shook my head yes. “Well, that summer he came over to get something he left here like he always did. We came up here and he was looking under the bed and we began to talk. I told him about what I saw you and he doing and one thing led to another. He asked me if I had ever been with a guy and I said no and he pulled out his cock.”

Michael told me how Justin started to stroke off in front of him and reached for Mikey’s dick and began rubbing it through his jeans. Justin then pulled Mikey’s zipper down and pulled his cock out. Mikey was hard and said he didn’t stop him. Justin then lowered himself and began to take my brothers cock in his mouth. Mikey told me that it felt great and that it wasn’t long before he shot right in Justin’s mouth.

“So, bro, you liked it?” I asked.

“Oh, yea, it felt so great. I never knew sex could feel so good.”

Mikey told me that the entire summer I was gone to camp that he and Justin would get together a couple times a week and play around. He told me that he learned to suck Justin and that he liked the taste of cum. I couldn’t believe, through this entire recap of the summer that my little brother was sucking cock. I guess I shouldn’t have been surprised, since I thought that all guys enjoyed playing around once in a while. Even the most straight guys.

Through all of this conversation, Mikey and I were stroking our cocks. I could tell that he was getting as close to shooting his load as I was. I felt weird, but I wanted to see my little brother cum. I could tell, from where he was staring, that he too wanted to see me cum. We continued to talk as we played with ourselves and I knew that it wouldn’t be long before I gave him what he wanted.

Suddenly I heard a low moan, then a grunt and I knew what was happening. I looked at Mikey’s cock and saw the first spurt explode from the head. As he came the first time, he lay back and the cum landed high on his chest. It was unusual to see my brother shoot such a load, but very pleasing. It wasn’t long before I joined him. I set my head back on my pillow, my cock being stroked rapidly and I came with a rush that I never had while at home in my own bed. For the first time since I started to jack off, I could let things go because I wasn’t hiding it from my brother. It felt great and was one of the best orgasms I had ever had without Brandon.

“That was so cool,” Mikey said. “It felt great and it was so cool to see you cum, Bob.”

“Never thought you had it in you Mikey,” I replied with a big smile. “But, I see that you and I do take after each other!”

We both broke into laughter as Mikey leaped from his bed and came over and hugged me. I had to hold myself back from grabbing for his still hard cock. That was a pretty normal reaction as I got hugged after cumming, but that was with Brandon. This was my brother and I didn’t think that would be the right thing to do.

However, my younger (by 4 minutes) brother thought differently. As he began to get up off my bed, his hand grabbed my cum covered cock. He groped me and started to play with my balls. I grabbed his hand and removed it, quickly.

“Mikey, please stop!” I said emphatically. Although it felt great and deep down I really wanted him to play with me, I just couldn’t let him. As I looked up I saw a very dejected look on his face. It seemed that I stopped him from something he really wanted to do, but he took his hand off my genitals and went back to his bed.

“I’m sorry Bob, I just thought…”

“Stop it there, Michael. I know what you thought and I have to say it wasn’t something that I hadn’t thought about, but bro, it’s not right. Besides, I’m taken,” I jokingly replied.

He agreed and we said good night, turned over and went to sleep. My dreams that night were two-fold. First I thought about what had happened with Michael. My fantasies were running wild as I thought of him down on my cock, sucking me as I was stroking him. This actually was a dream that I had had many times, but because of what happened was much more intense.

Of course, my second dream was that of Brandon. I imagined him walking into my room, sliding in bed next to me, putting his arm around me and giving me a big kiss. We would then hold each other in our arms, our hips grinding into each other and pulling each of toward one another. Our cocks, naturally hard, pressing into each other. Michael standing over us, watching as we began to make love.

I awoke suddenly and looked over to the clock and it was 3 a.m. Of course, with the dream I was having, my cock was rock hard and really pressing against my body. I wanted so much to just turn over and go back to my dream, but found my hand rubbing the head of my cock against my stomach. I was oozing pre-cum and the head of my cock was sliding so erotically. I knew that I wasn’t going to be able to hold back and unloaded a second eruption of sperm all over my stomach. It didn’t spurt high onto my chest as it was held close to my navel. I could feel the cum fill my belly button and it was a very pleasurable feeling.

I know I was anticipating my trip to see Brandon. I was so excited, yet I was also a bit scared of meeting his parents. What would they think of me? Would they suspect anything? Did Chad hear anything as he and I were talking? All these questions were running through my head. However, the main thing was that I was going to be with my love, the one man that I couldn’t ever resist.

I never did get back to sleep and at 6 a.m. I decided that it was time for me to get ready to head out. It was 150 miles to Brandon’s home and I knew that would be at least 4 hours to drive. I also knew that when I was excited and anticipating a fun event, the hours dragged and dragged. But, I also knew that when I got to my destination, waiting there for me would be the most wonderful boy I knew; a boy that I loved with all my heart, and would love forever.

As I was dressing, Mikey woke up. Half awake he asked me what was happening. I told him I was getting ready to go to Brandon’s and he rolled over and went back to sleep. I stood there looking at my little brother remembering the evening before. Oh, how I wanted him to continue playing with me, but I knew it wasn’t right. Or, was it? Maybe some day!


After I dressed I went down to the kitchen. Mom was already there, had the coffee ready and some toast. She told me she knew that I wasn’t going to be able to sleep and that she had a feeling that I would want to get going down to MacLean (the town where Brandon lived).

It almost seemed as if she knew that Brandon was more than a friend. I knew that she couldn’t, but I had a very unusual feeling that she knew more than I realized. Maybe I was reading in more to her reaction than was there, which is something that I usually did when I wasn’t sure about how a person was reacting.