Your heart starts racing when you hear the door open and the voice of your older brother greeting your parents. He spends a few minutes saying hello, everyone very happy. Your cock, caged in preparation, is already getting hard. You remain in your room, waiting for him to come up. You hear your mom say, "he's upstairs" and then squirm in anticipation as you hear his feet coming up the steps. Then he opens the door to your room and you can barely breathe at the sight of him.
Wordlessly he walks over your bed and pushes your head into his crotch - as if you needed further encouragement. You inhale hard, missing the scent you love so much for the past 3 months. Before leaving he had graciously given you some new dirty underwear to hold you over when your cravings for your big brother got really bad, but it was nothing like the real thing. You moaned into the fabric of his pants, putting your mouth around his hardening cock. You played with it the best you could while still clothed, getting his pants wet with your saliva. Then your brother pushed you down to his feet and you knew what you were expected to do.
Getting down to his black sneakers, you immediately began to lick them with your tongue. Taking big licks and savoring the flavor of your big brother's shoes. You were very familiar with this position and the taste of your brother's dirty sneakers. You felt right in this position under him, especially as he looked down at you and played with his stiffening cock. You strategically lifted your ass up off the floor, giving him a good view. "Right where you belong," he said - his first words to you since he got home. "Yes sir!" you agreed in between licks of his shoes.
You had missed him so much. You hoped he missed you just as much. You hoped that on the entire 6 hour drive back home he was thinking about how good it would feel to have his little brother's warm mouth worshipping his body, especially his cock. You hoped he drove the entire trip with a boner straining the crotch of his pants thinking about dominating you. You had certainly been hard since you'd been up that morning, straining your cage in anticipation. For the next 3 days you had each other, at least in the moments away from the rest of the family, and you wanted to take advantage of every single moment. As he was thinking this, big bro took off his shoes, revealing his white socks and the smell of his feet. You immediately planted your nose right at his toes and he just swatted your ass with the shoe in his hand and said, "fucking faggot." He might as well have said "I love you" in that moment. It felt the same to you. In response, you just whimpered pathetically into his socks, now giving them kisses, licks, and sucks.
When he told you to take off his sock your heart almost melted. Peeling those sweaty socks off to reveal his perfect, smelly feet underneath put tears in your eyes. You had missed them so much. When you got the socks off you just looked at them for a minute in all their glory. It had been too long since you'd been up close to your brother's perfect feet. Then you started sniffing, getting every inch of foot stink. This would need to last you until Christmas, so you didn't want to miss any of it. When you put your nose between his toes, you looked up at him, now sitting, staring down on you with his stern face. The face you loved so much. He then spit right in your face. You missed him so much. You went back to sniffing, then finally took long licks of his big feet. Just one lick turned you to even more of a foot whore, your mouth dripping with saliva, getting really piggy with his feet. Your brother was loving it, messing with this cock still through his pants but now more rapidly.
You spent a long time reuniting with those feet. When you finally felt there was no more to worship on his feet, you looked up at him and he said, "Get on my dick faggot." You were happy to oblige. You once again started sucking and licking through his pants until he gave you the go ahead. Finally he told you to take it out of his pants. When you did you were immediately met with the manliest smell you had smelled since your brother left in August. You immediately sniffed hard and moaned involuntarily looking lustily in your brother's eyes. "They should smell real ripe for you," he said, with a slight smirk. "Thanks, you're best brother in the world!" you said and meant it. He had thought of you! Thought of his own brother getting so much joy smelling his funky ball sweat. Your nose couldn't wait and you started sniffing all around once again. You spent a long time with you nose buried in his balls, looking up at him as he stared cockily down at you. You make girly whimpers you know he loves. He brought his hand to your head and started stroking your head, gently massaging you, a moment of sweetness amongst the depravity. Your brother knows you love that and you melted a bit in his hand but then he grabbed your hair and started dragging his fully hard meat and hanging balls across your face: something he know you love even more.
You stuck your tongue out as he dragged your mouth around his sweaty junk, getting delicious tastes. Finally he brought your mouth to his cock and shoved his dick in, causing you to gag a bit. He fucked your face roughly for a few moments, and then sat back, relaxing, allowing you to do all the work. You were happy to take over, slobbering on his cock, deep throating and licking. You had spent months thinking about this moment and it was perfect. You never wanted to get up from your knees, your brother's cock in your throat. You wanted to stay like this forever.
As you deep throated your older brother's cock, you started wondering about your brother. Had he spent most of the three months thinking about you, like you had done with him? Did he go to bed every night thinking about how much better it would be to share a bed together (as you would that night!)? Did he fuck a lot of girls or guys at college? While you thought of this, you stared up into your brother's eyes, as you always did when you sucked his cock. He stared back at you - not quite lovingly, at least you didn't think. Was it purely sexual between you? Just fulfilling a biological need? As you thought this, you gagged a bit on his cock, coughing up throat slime which you spit back out on his dick like the expert slut you were. Your big bro takes your mouth off his cock with his hand and then slaps his wet, hard dick across your face, splatting your own saliva across your face. As he does this, you hear a mixer turn on downstairs by your mouther. Satisfied with the blowjob, big bro says "I'm going to fuck you now, faggot."
You take off your clothes, bending over the small couch in your room awaiting for your prize: your big brothers big cock in your boypussy. He steps up your ass and gives it a few spanks, and then spits right on your hole. He pushes his cock into slowly, allowing you to adjust to his size. You moan into the cushions and he says, "take it faggot" for emphasis. You do, and you're happy to do it. He starts thrusting in and out slowly and then quickly speeds up. "We don't have much time," he says. He's right, you spent a long time worshipping him and dinner will be ready any minute. You feel his cock fucking you more violently. He's getting into the mood. You start grunting loudly and he reaches around with this hands and puts them across your mouth to muffle the sounds. Then he really goes to town. You take it like the obedient little faggot brother you are as he pulls your head back roughly, hand still covering your mouth, to an unnatural position that gives him perfect access to really plough your ass.
Finally, you hear from downstairs, "DINNER'S READY!" Hearing that, big bro started thrusting harder than ever before. Each thrust was meant to hurt and it elicited a reaction from you each time. Finally, you could feel he was ready, your own caged cock about to blow. On the final thrusts he said, "FUCK! YOU! FAGGOT!" and then wrapped his arms around yours, his cock still deep in your hole, brining your back to his chest. He then nibbled and sucked on your ear, the first time he had ever done that. Feeling his mouth on your skin, your pathetic little cock could take no more and it sputtered out some liquidy cum, nothing like the huge amount of cream that was currently deep within your ass. As your brother finished coming, you could feel his heartbeat against your back, you leaned into a bit, getting maximum skin-to-skin contact as he embraced you. He caught his breath for a minute, and you enjoyed the moment with your big bro. Then he leaned forward, and put his weight on you, his chest on your back as you were pushed into the cushion. You could feel his cock softening in your ass and then you felt something you never expected to feel: piss in your hole. Your brother was pissing in your hole. Where had he learned this? Was this something he thought of late at night while he imagined fucking your little hole? You certainly hoped so.
Piss filled you up completely. "I'd been saving that for the last 2 hours of my drive," he said. He held you down, "don't move, don't let a drop spill from your ass, faggot." You heard him going through his bags until he finally found something. You heard him spit on something and then you felt something in your ass.. but not a dick. A plug! Your brother lifted your ass and put the plug all the way in, sealing it from letting any piss escape. He then spanked your ass for good measure, making holding in the piss even more uncomfortable. "Get on your knees on the floor, faggot," he said. Slowly you turned over, trying to get more comfortable now that you were full of your brother piss. "I got more, open your mouth," he said. Oh my god, you were going to drink your brother's piss! You had always thought about it, but he never seemed interested. You opened your mouth just in time the stream to hit your tongue and then your open mouth. You greedily swallowed piss, not knowing what to expect. The taste wasn't too bad, and it was your brother's! You were happy to do it. Damn, he really must have drank a lot, you swallowed and swallowed. Finally the stream lessened and he brough this softening cock to your face and slapped it there to get the remaining drops of piss off.
"I've learned a lot of new tricks at college, fag, and we're going to have fun the next couple of days," he said. You were thrilled, excited, and a little scared. But mostly in awe of your god standing over you - your big brother! "Now," he said. "You're going to enjoy Thanksgiving dinner with a hole full of your big brother's piss. If you're a good fag, I'll let you release it after dinner." He said this smugly, with a big smile on his face. "BOYS! DINNER! NOW!" you heard your mom yell to her sweet sons upstairs. "Coming!" shouted your big brother, who started to go towards the door. You were still naked and needed to wash up some piss before going downstairs. Uncontrollably, you just had to tell your brother how you felt. "I've missed you so much big bro. I love you," you said, totally honestly. Your big bro came over to stand in front of you again and brought his head back, hawking up a huge loogie. He spit it down from above, the loogie splattering in your face. There in your room, with your big bros load and piss up your ass, his disgusting spit on your face, and the taste of his piss in your mouth, you were the happiest you'd ever been in your life. That was, until he said, "I missed you too, little bro." You smiled brightly at that, and he briefly returned the smile before turning around to leave the room. "Eat that loogie off your face and get dressed, I'll make an excuse for while you're late," he said. You didn't care, you were in heaven. You started spooning his spit into your mouth as you thought about the next 3 days together.
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Thanksgiving Return
Your heart starts racing when you hear the door open and the voice of your older brother greeting your parents. He spends a few minutes saying hello, everyone very happy. Your cock, caged in preparation, is already getting hard. You remain in your room, waiting for him to come up. You hear your mom say, "he's upstairs" and then squirm in anticipation as you hear his feet coming up the steps. Then he opens the door to your room and you can barely breathe at the sight of him.
Wordlessly he walks over your bed and pushes your head into his crotch - as if you needed further encouragement. You inhale hard, missing the scent you love so much for the past 3 months. Before leaving he had graciously given you some new dirty underwear to hold you over when your cravings for your big brother got really bad, but it was nothing like the real thing. You moaned into the fabric of his pants, putting your mouth around his hardening cock. You played with it the best you could while still clothed, getting his pants wet with your saliva. Then your brother pushed you down to his feet and you knew what you were expected to do.
Getting down to his black sneakers, you immediately began to lick them with your tongue. Taking big licks and savoring the flavor of your big brother's shoes. You were very familiar with this position and the taste of your brother's dirty sneakers. You felt right in this position under him, especially as he looked down at you and played with his stiffening cock. You strategically lifted your ass up off the floor, giving him a good view. "Right where you belong," he said - his first words to you since he got home. "Yes sir!" you agreed in between licks of his shoes.
You had missed him so much. You hoped he missed you just as much. You hoped that on the entire 6 hour drive back home he was thinking about how good it would feel to have his little brother's warm mouth worshipping his body, especially his cock. You hoped he drove the entire trip with a boner straining the crotch of his pants thinking about dominating you. You had certainly been hard since you'd been up that morning, straining your cage in anticipation. For the next 3 days you had each other, at least in the moments away from the rest of the family, and you wanted to take advantage of every single moment. As he was thinking this, big bro took off his shoes, revealing his white socks and the smell of his feet. You immediately planted your nose right at his toes and he just swatted your ass with the shoe in his hand and said, "fucking faggot." He might as well have said "I love you" in that moment. It felt the same to you. In response, you just whimpered pathetically into his socks, now giving them kisses, licks, and sucks.
When he told you to take off his sock your heart almost melted. Peeling those sweaty socks off to reveal his perfect, smelly feet underneath put tears in your eyes. You had missed them so much. When you got the socks off you just looked at them for a minute in all their glory. It had been too long since you'd been up close to your brother's perfect feet. Then you started sniffing, getting every inch of foot stink. This would need to last you until Christmas, so you didn't want to miss any of it. When you put your nose between his toes, you looked up at him, now sitting, staring down on you with his stern face. The face you loved so much. He then spit right in your face. You missed him so much. You went back to sniffing, then finally took long licks of his big feet. Just one lick turned you to even more of a foot whore, your mouth dripping with saliva, getting really piggy with his feet. Your brother was loving it, messing with this cock still through his pants but now more rapidly.
You spent a long time reuniting with those feet. When you finally felt there was no more to worship on his feet, you looked up at him and he said, "Get on my dick faggot." You were happy to oblige. You once again started sucking and licking through his pants until he gave you the go ahead. Finally he told you to take it out of his pants. When you did you were immediately met with the manliest smell you had smelled since your brother left in August. You immediately sniffed hard and moaned involuntarily looking lustily in your brother's eyes. "They should smell real ripe for you," he said, with a slight smirk. "Thanks, you're best brother in the world!" you said and meant it. He had thought of you! Thought of his own brother getting so much joy smelling his funky ball sweat. Your nose couldn't wait and you started sniffing all around once again. You spent a long time with you nose buried in his balls, looking up at him as he stared cockily down at you. You make girly whimpers you know he loves. He brought his hand to your head and started stroking your head, gently massaging you, a moment of sweetness amongst the depravity. Your brother knows you love that and you melted a bit in his hand but then he grabbed your hair and started dragging his fully hard meat and hanging balls across your face: something he know you love even more.
You stuck your tongue out as he dragged your mouth around his sweaty junk, getting delicious tastes. Finally he brought your mouth to his cock and shoved his dick in, causing you to gag a bit. He fucked your face roughly for a few moments, and then sat back, relaxing, allowing you to do all the work. You were happy to take over, slobbering on his cock, deep throating and licking. You had spent months thinking about this moment and it was perfect. You never wanted to get up from your knees, your brother's cock in your throat. You wanted to stay like this forever.
As you deep throated your older brother's cock, you started wondering about your brother. Had he spent most of the three months thinking about you, like you had done with him? Did he go to bed every night thinking about how much better it would be to share a bed together (as you would that night!)? Did he fuck a lot of girls or guys at college? While you thought of this, you stared up into your brother's eyes, as you always did when you sucked his cock. He stared back at you - not quite lovingly, at least you didn't think. Was it purely sexual between you? Just fulfilling a biological need? As you thought this, you gagged a bit on his cock, coughing up throat slime which you spit back out on his dick like the expert slut you were. Your big bro takes your mouth off his cock with his hand and then slaps his wet, hard dick across your face, splatting your own saliva across your face. As he does this, you hear a mixer turn on downstairs by your mouther. Satisfied with the blowjob, big bro says "I'm going to fuck you now, faggot."
Finally, you hear from downstairs, "DINNER'S READY!" Hearing that, big bro started thrusting harder than ever before. Each thrust was meant to hurt and it elicited a reaction from you each time. Finally, you could feel he was ready, your own caged cock about to blow. On the final thrusts he said, "FUCK! YOU! FAGGOT!" and then wrapped his arms around yours, his cock still deep in your hole, brining your back to his chest. He then nibbled and sucked on your ear, the first time he had ever done that. Feeling his mouth on your skin, your pathetic little cock could take no more and it sputtered out some liquidy cum, nothing like the huge amount of cream that was currently deep within your ass. As your brother finished coming, you could feel his heartbeat against your back, you leaned into a bit, getting maximum skin-to-skin contact as he embraced you. He caught his breath for a minute, and you enjoyed the moment with your big bro. Then he leaned forward, and put his weight on you, his chest on your back as you were pushed into the cushion. You could feel his cock softening in your ass and then you felt something you never expected to feel: piss in your hole. Your brother was pissing in your hole. Where had he learned this? Was this something he thought of late at night while he imagined fucking your little hole? You certainly hoped so.
Piss filled you up completely. "I'd been saving that for the last 2 hours of my drive," he said. He held you down, "don't move, don't let a drop spill from your ass, faggot." You heard him going through his bags until he finally found something. You heard him spit on something and then you felt something in your ass.. but not a dick. A plug! Your brother lifted your ass and put the plug all the way in, sealing it from letting any piss escape. He then spanked your ass for good measure, making holding in the piss even more uncomfortable. "Get on your knees on the floor, faggot," he said. Slowly you turned over, trying to get more comfortable now that you were full of your brother piss. "I got more, open your mouth," he said. Oh my god, you were going to drink your brother's piss! You had always thought about it, but he never seemed interested. You opened your mouth just in time the stream to hit your tongue and then your open mouth. You greedily swallowed piss, not knowing what to expect. The taste wasn't too bad, and it was your brother's! You were happy to do it. Damn, he really must have drank a lot, you swallowed and swallowed. Finally the stream lessened and he brough this softening cock to your face and slapped it there to get the remaining drops of piss off.
"I've learned a lot of new tricks at college, fag, and we're going to have fun the next couple of days," he said. You were thrilled, excited, and a little scared. But mostly in awe of your god standing over you - your big brother! "Now," he said. "You're going to enjoy Thanksgiving dinner with a hole full of your big brother's piss. If you're a good fag, I'll let you release it after dinner." He said this smugly, with a big smile on his face. "BOYS! DINNER! NOW!" you heard your mom yell to her sweet sons upstairs. "Coming!" shouted your big brother, who started to go towards the door. You were still naked and needed to wash up some piss before going downstairs. Uncontrollably, you just had to tell your brother how you felt. "I've missed you so much big bro. I love you," you said, totally honestly. Your big bro came over to stand in front of you again and brought his head back, hawking up a huge loogie. He spit it down from above, the loogie splattering in your face. There in your room, with your big bros load and piss up your ass, his disgusting spit on your face, and the taste of his piss in your mouth, you were the happiest you'd ever been in your life. That was, until he said, "I missed you too, little bro." You smiled brightly at that, and he briefly returned the smile before turning around to leave the room. "Eat that loogie off your face and get dressed, I'll make an excuse for while you're late," he said. You didn't care, you were in heaven. You started spooning his spit into your mouth as you thought about the next 3 days together.