After dinner, we all went to bed. It was near midnight after a long night of celebrating with relatives. Lights out, I sat by my little brother after shutting and locking our door, putting my arm around him and teasing his long shaggy blonde locks. “What’s on your mind dude?” I asked, noticing he had gotten really quiet. “Tired?”
He shook his head, though it was barely noticeable. “Nah,” he said quietly, “Just…I guess I’ve got a lot on my mind.” It was quiet for a moment. “I guess it all just hit me on the ride home ya know? Like, I actually have a family you know? I mean…” He trailed off, and in the dim light coming in from the cracked blinds, I noticed a small tear roll down his cheek. I reached over and wiped it off, whispering “I love you” and kissing his forehead. “I know,” he said, wrapping around me and burying his head in my chest.
We sat there, me holding him, for a good ten minutes in silence. Then he spoke again. “Can I ask a question?” he said, looking up at me and pulling back.
“Of course man.” I said, rubbing his back.
He thought a moment. “I feel like…I mean I dunno…you ever…like…think about stuff?”
I nodded, lost but trying to follow. “What kind of stuff?” I asked. “I mean I do think dude, I’m not dead!” I laughed, elbowing him gently.
He smiled, “No like…I mean I know I talk about it a lot and I don’t wanna sound bad but like I am always REALLY horny, ya know? Like I feel like anything gets me hard and I don’t know why or what to do. I…”
Cutting him off, I place my hand on his arm. He stops. “Dude, for starters, we can talk about anything, you know that, so stop panicking. You’re 15 man, it happens, and I’m the same way.” This surprised him, though he let me continue. “I mean dude, you cant beat off all the time, but if you have to, go ahead. We do share a room. Just don’t let mom or something walk in on ya and youre good!” I said laughing.
“Really?” he asked. “So…it’s ok?”
“Just try not to be a perv man.” I playfully tackle him and pin him down on the bed. He starts giggling as I tickle him. “And don’t be a porn addict either! I mean it. I can let it slide some but seriously, you better be a good kid!” I say, tickling him harder as he laughs louder and squirms.
“Ok OK! Fair enough dude. Let off!” He attempts to say in between giggles. Summoning all his strength left after a workout, he pushed me over to the side, and I let him pin me down. He grins widely, his white teeth sparkling in the dim light. “I win!” he taunts.
My legs move fast and I flip him on his side, rolling around on the full sized mattress. Once more, I gain the upper position and lock his arms down. He squirms, frustrated at the slight power advantage I have.
In one fast, unintentional buck, he knocks me off balance. The side of the mattress dips a bit, and we tumble off onto the floor. *Thud* Its not a far drop, but enough to induce…ok fine, we screamed. Ok not screamed, more like an “AHHHH! From not expecting it to a full blown, tear filled laugh.
We both lay on our backs, laughing hysterically. I move a fist over in his view, and we have a solid bro fist bump. “Epic fail man” I laugh. He agrees.
Once we settle down, still laying on the floor, he looks over. “So serious question…” he says. I tell him to shoot. “So I really don’t look at porn. I mean one of the guys in my old home showed me, which is why I moved, but…do you?”
I roll over to my side, looking at him. “Not really actually. I mean a few friends have showed me stuff, but it wasn’t anything great. I mean…I guess I’ve got a good enough imagination I’d rather create my own in a sense.” I laugh. “But no man that’s probably a good thing.
He rolls over on his side, looking back at me. “So you’re a virgin right?”
I knod.
“Me too.” He says, then rolls back on his back. We stay quiet for a moment. “Ever wonder If you’re good?”
“Didn’t we talk about this last time?” I ask. He shrugs.
“I just over heard some people saying you could practice.”
“Yeah it’s called jacking off dude.” I say, then playfully punch his arm. “I taught you how to do that right last time.”
He sits up. “That’s what else I was thinking about.” That’s no surprise. “So, would you maybe wanna…I mean we don’t have to…”
I shrug and move onto the bed. I figure its more comfortable. He follows, pulling off his shorts to reveal super man boxers just like mine. Adorable, he copied me.
I tease him a little about how fast he moves, then undress, tossing my clothes aside. I jiggle my dick a little, working up an erection. He does the same.
Glancing over, I notice his balls have gotten a little bigger, and point it out. He plays with them a little. Our dicks both get hard as we stroke ourselves. I spit onto my hand and rub it around, trying to get a little lube so it feels better. He copies.
“Can you teach me something else?” he asks, tugging quickly on his throbbing manhood.
Thinking for a moment and not coming up with anything, I ask if there’s anything he wants to know.
“You tried like…humping anything? And there is something but it can wait.”
I sit up and grab his pillow from the top bunk. “Here. This is your new girlfriend. Show me whatcha got buddy.” I say and hit his stomach with it.
He flinches a little and laughs. “Get your girl too then bro!”
I shake my head. “You’re not seriously about to do that on your pillow are you?” I swirl a bit of precum around the head of my dick, then keep jacking.
“Come on man,” he says. “You gotta tell me if I do it right.”
I shake my head. “Fine. Here roll over on your stomach.” He does. “Alright lift up.” He arches his back, and I slide a fist under him. “Try that.” I instruct. He looks over at me curiously, then lowers his dick into the hole in my hands. “Ok start pumping.”
He tries thrusting some, but its incredibly awkward. He stops. “You try.” He says, cupping his hands around my dick. I roll over.
“Start slow, like this.” I say, slowly sliding all the way down, balls touching his hand. “Then slide out.” I slide out, tip just barely in. “Then, repeat, going a little faster. Just keep it lubed up man.” I say as I start pumping in and out. He moves hands occasionally to keep them wet. After a few minutes, I stop, and he tries again.
“Woah this feels good!” He says as he thrusts his hips into the tight fist I made. I help him out a little with rhythm, moving my hands a little with each thrust. Its sort of awkward having someone fuck your hand, but it does feel interesting. After a few moments, he stops and decides that was a good enough start.
We decide to jack off each other since it feels better. I massage his balls a little inbetween strokes, and before long he is breathing heavily. “Tyler…” he pants.
“Yeah man?” I ask, slowing down. He takes his hand off.
“This may be really awkward. Don’t be mad ok?”
I sit up, propped against a pillow. He does to. “Ok?” I say.
“I haven’t kissed anyone.” He says, lowering his head. “And I really want to.” He says, though I barely hear it.
I nod slowly.
“Could…Maybe…” he trails off.
I wrap an arm around him, and his dick twitches. Its about to explode its that hard.