When I was 17, my brother and I shared a room. He was 20 and dating like crazy. We were both 6’4” and were in reasonable shape, particularly Bob who was into playing basketball and was also part of the rowing team, while I was always walking or riding my bike.

One after noon, we were alone in house and Bob took a shower. He came out of the bathroom naked, rubbing his head with a towel. I saw his pubic hair framed cock, half hard, foreskin glistening. I had always seen his cock soft, so it was a revelation to see him half hard. For some reason I felt tingly and my cock began to harden as well.

Feeling a bit embarrassed, I quickly went to the bathroom and removed my shorts to take a shower as well. As the water cascaded over me, my thoughts went to my brother’s cock and my cock hardened further. I was surprised. What was I gay? I masturbated to my father’s Penthouse Letters all the time. All of them. So I knew about man on man sex, and I had had some experiences with my friends. But, my brother? I got out of the shower, thoughts confused, grabbed a towel and dried myself as I went back to our room naked. My cock was half hard and swinging so I put the towel in front of me to cover up.

As I got to the door and looked in, my brother was lying on his bed naked with a massive erection. He was stroking with some speed, foreskin moving forward and back over the glistening head, with his eyes shut. It was mesmerizing. I had barely learned about sex and orgasms, and here was my brother stroking his hard cock in front of me, it seemed unaware of my presence. My cock instantly turned into stone and my breathing came heavier, as Bob sped up his stroking and began thrashing his legs a bit and moving his head side to side as he moaned.

I gripped my cock and began my own stroking. I could see he was moving towards orgasm and it excited me terribly. I was seized with sexual emotion and was as excited as I had ever been to that point. I moved closer to get a better view and, as I did, Bob opened his eyes and saw me. He smiled and silently motioned me closer.

“I see you like this, “ he said breathlessly. “Would you like to help?”

I moved closer, to the side of the bed, still stroking and sliding my foreskin over my cock’s hard head, getting closer to my own orgasm.

“How would you like me to help”, I said quietly.

“Suck me,” Bob said.

I was stunned. Really? I hadn’t even tasted cum yet and I thought it was slimey, gooey, and gross. After my stunned feeling, I almost instantly felt even more erotic, and my breathing came harder as my heart filled my chest and blood surged through my head. I was now stroking my cock furiously, headed towards orgasm so much, I bent my knees, almost falling.

Bob then said, “If you want to suck me you have to hurry, I am almost there! Don’t waste my jizz!”

His words made me feel in an excited trance. I released my cock, jumped on the bed and straddled his open and naked legs, the heat of his thighs crawling over my thighs. He released his now nodding cock and put his hands on my shoulders moving me forward.

I relented and bent forward and first pulled his foreskin back exposing his glistening cockhead, drooling pre-cum and licked a bit of the fluid. It tasted sweet and good. Immediately, I opened my mouth and engulfed his exposed cockhead in my mouth and began sucking.

Bob arched his back and groaned, “Wowee, that ‘s it! That’s it!”

Within a couple of strokes, he began shake all over as he unloaded huge streams of sweet cum into my throat which I greedily swallowed, relishing the taste. Bob grabbed my head in his hands and pumped a few more times into my mouth and throat before his orgasm passed and he sank back onto the bed, satiated, with a huge smile on his face. As he sank back, I released his cock from my mouth and it fell back on his stomach still drooling cum a little. I still sat on his legs and began stroking my cock furiously again, nearing orgasm.

“Oh brother, thank you,” he breathlessly croaked.

“Oh you are welcome…oh I am cumming,” I gaspily exclaimed, “Arghh!”

Huge spurts of my own cum leaped out of my cock, covering his now half hard erection and stomach. I kept stroking and must have sent six or seven huge ropes of cum over him covering him from his lower abdomen, over his cock and balls, and upper thighs as I fell to the side wasted from all the effort and lay next to him.

“Bill, that was erotic as hell, don’t you think?” he said. “I haven’t cum like that before! It was amazing. And with your cum, I am hard again.”

I looked over and sure enough, his cum covered cock was erect and hard. I immediately rolled onto him and took his cock covered with come into my mouth, sucking off the juices and rolling his foreskin back. This exposed his sensitive cockhead to my tongue and swallowing my own juices from his person.

“Ohh, too sensitive too soon!” he groaned as he grabbed my head and pushed me up off his cock.

I raised up on my arms and said,”Have you tasted cum too?”

“No.” He said. “I have only seen that in the movies and just now.”

So I reached down and swept some of my cum on his abdomen onto a finger and moved it over his mouth. He opened it and licked the cum from my fingers.

“Mmmm, that does taste good.” Bob said. He seemed gripped by the spell of the cock now too. He rolled me over and covered my body with his, smearing the cum between us like a lubricant, sliding, moving himself down my body, grabbing my tiny erect nipples with his teeth and biting them sending electric shocks to my cock.

“I want to take a turn.” And he opened his mouth and took my drooling cum topped half hard cock into his mouth and began to suck my extremely sensitive post orgasmic foreskin covered cockhead into his mouth. The sensation was incredible and overwhelmingly fantastic – too much!

I pushed him off my hardening cock and said, “It’s so good. But I can’t, it’s too sensitive. Give me a few minutes”

Bob rolled over and said, “I know how you feel! That was truly unreal. I never thought…but wow!” And we both laughed.