It was an ordinary day and evening, but the night would be anything but ordinary.

My sixteenth birthday had just past and mom's birthday was in a couple of days. My brother had arrived home between military assignments for his month-long leave. 

Immediately after he got his diploma, he enlisted. Mom had converted his bedroom to an art studio for her painting activities, so we had to share the double bed in my bedroom during his stay. 

My brother, Ed, had only been in the military for a couple of years, so he still had a lot of high school friends in town, especially girlfriends. His first day or two back, he hung around the house catching up with our lives and telling us about his new one. By the third day, he began reconnecting with his friends. 

This night, Ed had a date with an old flame, Brenda. I think they were going to a movie. I'm sure he was hoping to get some pussy, too. My brother was somewhat of a Casanova and always had a couple, go-to-girls for hard times. Brenda was one of them. 

It was approaching 11 PM. I was in bed nearly asleep when he came into the bedroom. Normally, when he was out, I'd be sound asleep for hours before he came home. I guess he hadn't gotten any. 

I was in my boxers under the covers on the left side of the bed facing toward the center. Ed crawled in bed with his back to me. He jostled around and my left hand accidentally came to rest at the intersection of his legs and butt. My fingers were touching his brief-covered balls. 

I don't know why, but for some reason, I began to move my fingers slowly back and forth. I was stroking his balls. I kept this up for a couple of minutes before he decided to roll over onto his back. He did it in such a way that my hand didn't fall to the bed. Now, my hand was resting on his semi-hard cock. 

I could have stopped, but I began moving my fingers again. I felt his cock begin to expand and get hard. My fingers began to trace the outline of his cock in his underwear. My fingers slowly rubbed up and down his length and around his flaring head. 

I deftly slipped one finger inside his underwear. Now, I was rubbing the skin of his hot, smooth, hard cock. Soon, it was two then three fingers touching his cock. This was exciting and my cock was getting hard as well. 

I began to slowly stroke it. I managed to slip it out of his briefs. I held it in my hand. It was hot. My fingers lightly slipped over his head and around his circumcised foreskin. I could feel it pulse as I continued to touch it. 

Ed rolled on his side facing me. I continued touching it and began to slip under the covers. In the locker room, I had heard the football jocks talking about girls sucking their cocks. I wondered what it might feel like. 

It was dark under the covers, but soon, I found myself even with his cock. The bed rocked a bit as he pushed his hips toward me. His cock touched my lips. It was warm and smooth. He pushed again and I let my lips part. It slipped in. He pushed again and it went all the way in. 

I loved how it felt in my mouth and how it filled it up. Suddenly, he got up and went to the bathroom. 

What do I do now? Should I just roll over and go to sleep or stay where I am? I decided to take my cock out and stay put. 

In a minute or two, he came back. This time he didn't have his underwear on. I felt him slide in my direction then his cock slithered over my face. It moved around like a snake looking for prey until it found the crease of my lips. He pushed. My lips parted. He filled my mouth. My cock got harder. 

Ed began to slowly pump his cock in and out. I liked how it felt. My cock was so hard. It felt like a diving board - stiff but movable. After a couple of minutes, his rhythm picked up. I began to move my tongue back and forth when he pushed it in. He quietly moaned. 

This was hot and my cock began to ooze precum. Suddenly, he tensed and pushed it in even further. I felt it squirt his cum in my mouth. My cock came as I squirted my load on his leg. At first, I didn't want to swallow it, but he pushed his cock in all the way. I had no choice and gulped it down. I heard him take a deep breath and roll over. 

I lay there for a few minutes trying to understand what I had just done. I hadn't really sucked his cock. He more or less had fucked my mouth, but whatever had happened, just thinking about it made my cock hard again. I drifted off to sleep and to dream. 

The next day, it was as if nothing had happened. Ed didn't mention it and neither did I. 

Bedtime arrived and I took my normal place in my standard sleeping attire. I was asleep when Ed came to bed, but he jostled the bed so much that I woke up. I was laying on my back as was Ed. He lifted my hand and lightly placed it on his cock. He wasn't wearing underwear tonight. 

I began to play with his cock and balls again. It didn't take but a couple of minutes before he rolled on his side. I knew what I needed to do. I disappeared under the covers. 

He must have felt my breathing and pushed his hips forward. It touched my lips and the head slipped in. Tonight, he didn't push it any further. Just his head was past my lips. I lay there waiting, but nothing. I pushed my head forward and began to suck my first cock. I was drooling like a dog waiting for dinner. 

I loved the feeling of it being in my mouth, filling me up. It tasted good. After a few more minutes, he stiffened and shot a big load in my mouth. I swallowed it all. My underwear was a mess again. He rolled over and went to sleep. 

The next night, I wasn't asleep when he came to bed. He slid next to me and I could feel that he didn't have any underwear on again, but he didn't reach for my hand. After a couple of minutes, I put my hand on his cock. It was already kind of hard. I played with it and his balls for a few minutes. This time, he didn't roll on his side. 

He whispered, "Suck me." 

I started to slide under the covers, but he pulled them back saying, "I want to watch you suck me." 

I opened my mouth and took him in. This felt even better than the other times. 

"Lick it all over." 

I licked it like it was an out-of-date stamp, every inch of it. 

"Now, suck it." 

My head bobbed up and down. I played with his nuts, too. He grunted and came. I swallowed every drop. I had made another mess in my underwear. This became the nightly routine. 

One night, when I sucked him, he said, "Do I taste different?" 

"Yes, and you smell different, too." 

"Well, that's what Brenda's pussy smells and tastes like." 

I knew then that I had to try some of that soon.