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Subject: My Boyfriend’s Little Brother – 8 Thanks for picking my story. This story will have sex between men and boys and will include a few kinks as well. Like all the other stories say: if you shouldn’t be reading this or you think that it will offend you, don’t read it. This is all made up but doesn’t mean anything about the fantasies nor sexual desires of the readers or the writer. Donate to Nifty – the more we support it, the more likely it is to stay here for years and years. Thank you very much to all those who emailed following my last chapter and those who have emailed before. I’m so glad to hear that you are getting something out of this story and it makes the time I put into it all worthwhile to know that it’s giving you enjoyment. Please reach out if you enjoy it or want share your thoughts with me – I love hearing from readers. ail ********************************************** My Boyfriend’s Little Brother – Chapter Eight ********************************************** “Are you sure that’s alright? Oh thanks so much, Jack. You’re a lifesaver.” Holy fuck guys – you are not going to believe what’s just happened. So, let me catch you up first. After that business on the couch and the power-fuck that I gave Connor up in our room, I didn’t really get chance to get dirty with Finn again. There just wasn’t the opportunity. But Connor… fuck. It seemed that he got more sexual whenever we were around his little brother. He’d kiss me deeply, his hands sliding under my shirt or over the bulge in my pants. Little moans would escape his lips at my slightest touch. It was like he wanted Finn to see him being this sexual. Maybe it was just him easing into being more physically comfortable in front of his family after what I’d said but I’d definitely caught him looking over at his little brother a couple of times whilst he was being more affectionate with me. Finn hadn’t really reacted to it. He’d smiled at me a few times and blushed a little but there was no hint of jealousy, which was something I’d been worried about. I liked him – genuinely really liked the little boy. I’d go so far as to say that I loved him. It was different to the way I loved Connor – there was a ‘big brother’ aspect to it despite all the hot sexual action – and I didn’t want him to feel negatively about himself or Connor because of my relationship with the older boy. We were all sat around the table on Thursday evening when my boyfriend started ranting about the fact that he had to go up to uni in order to go through one of his units with the professors. Apparently, there’d been some evidence of plagiarism and cheating in a few of the class’s assignments and some accusations had been made. I knew that Connor wouldn’t have done anything like that, and as far as I knew, his name hadn’t come up but the university were calling back the entire class to hash it out and settle on a plan of action. Given the distance between the house and where he and I attend university, and the potential length of this meeting, Connor was going to have to stay overnight. Ellen was currently working long overnight shifts at the hospital. This combination of things suddenly sent her into a full-blown panic. “But you can’t! What are we going to do?” whilst not quite at a screeching level, you could tell that the woman was stressed, “We can’t leave Finn alone.” “But mum…” Connor began, “Jack’s…” “I would never impose on Jack – he’s a guest in our home. We can’t expect him to babysit your little brother.” Finn looked outraged at the very idea that he needed a babysitter: “I’m twelve! I don’t need a…” “Shh Finn,” his mum said, “The grown-ups are talking.” His cheeks reddened further: “But I don’t need…” He cut his sentence short. It may have been because he knew that there was no point trying to argue with his mother or it may have been because I’d just lifted up my foot and placed it directly on his little dick and balls and was now massaging them with my toes: we’ll never know the real reason. But I had to quieten him. After all, this was an opportunity that couldn’t be missed. “Ellen – it’s fine,” I smiled at her, radiating as much warmth as I could muster, “I don’t mind looking after Finn. We get on well, don’t we little guy?” When he didn’t reply straight away, I gave his little hardening dick a gentle tap with my toes. “Oh… yeah… totally,” which I guess is the best response I could have hoped for given that his attention was now all focused on one particular thing. “But it’s so rude of us to ask, Jack.” “Ellen,” I took her hand at the same time that I had my toes wiggling against her youngest son’s twelve-year-old dick, “I’m volunteering. You’ve opened your home to me.” She smiled, the stress visibly leaving her body. “It’s the least I can do. I have no issues at all in…” I looked directly at Finn, our eyes locked, “babysitting Finn.” “Are you sure that’s alright? Oh thanks so much, Jack. You’re a lifesaver.” So, on Friday evening, Finn and I were going to be completely and utterly alone in the house, with no disturbances or distractions, from around 6pm all the way until at least 10am the next morning. If I thought that I was lucky before then this sudden windfall completely overshadowed anything that had already come. To say that I was distracted during my virtual lectures the next day would be a complete understatement. I honestly have no idea what we covered and I was in sessions from around 9am until 4pm with only a break for lunch. There were too many different things going on in my mind. This was going to be Finn’s first time and I wanted it to be perfect for him: to give him everything that he needed it to. So, for hours, I went through all the different possible things that could happen and the various things we could do together, both sexual and not. By the time online uni had finished, I had my plan but it was going to be so hard to resist throwing it out the window and just taking him. I mean, we both wanted each other so much. I could see it in his eyes every single time he looked at me. For the rest of Thursday night, and when we had breakfast on Friday morning, there was such a giddy excitement inside of him that he was working exceptionally karşıyaka escort hard to contain. Connor had left first and he’d made sure to give me a long and passionate kiss before disappearing through the door. The hour gap before Ellen also left had felt like the longest hour in the history of existence. Every second dragging on longer and longer. I guess that I was actually nervous. Finn’s wasn’t going to be the first virginity that I’d claimed but, if I’m honest, most of the others were short-term flings or one-night stands. His older brother’s had been the only virginity I’d taken from someone I loved and now I was going to do the same to his little brother. It needed to be perfect. As soon as I closed that door behind her, locking it in the process, I turned to find Finn at the other end of the hallway looking directly at me. The beautiful boy was in some pyjamas: an olive-green set with a long-sleeved top and full-length bottoms. The colour really made his hair stand out: my sexy little ginger. They were patterned with a mixture of greyed out PlayStation controllers, lightning bolts, Wi-Fi symbols and little “Game Over” messages – he’d never looked so little and adorable in all my time here. Even the lack of visible skin was exciting me: the paleness of his hands and sexy little boy feet were on display but that was it. Fuck… he was so delicious. As I’d predicted, it took every ounce of self-control to stop myself from grabbing hold of him and burying my thick, eight-inch cock all the way inside of him right then and there. But I managed it. Finn, on the other hand, did not. His bare feet came padding across the floor, almost running, and he leapt towards me with no thought for his own safety. I managed to catch him, fortunately, but still stumbled back a step or two before I was able to steady myself. His skinny legs wrapped around my waist and his arms locked around my neck. Within seconds, his lips were on mine: every bit of excitement and eagerness shot through from this boy. I could practically taste it on him as our tongues met within his mouth. I allowed this for a little bit, giving him the chance to get some of his horniness out of his system but my plan didn’t have us fucking yet. With him still wrapped around me, I carried him through the hallway but he expressed his surprise as we headed into the living room rather than up to his bedroom. “Not yet baby,” and I gave him a gentle kiss as I put him down. On the largest of the sofas, the one opposite the television, and where I’d very nearly fucked Finn the other night, I laid down with my back pressed all the way along the back of the couch. Pulling down the blanket from the back of the cushions, I laid it across me and then held it up, telling the beautiful twelve-year-old that he needed to climb in. For a second, he looked unsure. I’d imagine it was purely because this was different to what he’d imagined would happen but, once he got onto the couch with me, a huge smile appeared on his cute little face. I didn’t want this to just be a fuck – this was going to be a special night for him so I’d rented a movie on Prime that he’d been wanting to see and I’d booked for Domino’s pizza to arrive partway through. As the film began, my little spoon snuggled back into me and I lay there with that amazing boy in front of me, breathing in his scent from his hair and feeling his warmth against my body. The movie wasn’t something that interested me but I could just stay here, holding him in my arms. My right hand slipped up the hem of the pyjama shirt and settled on his tummy. It wasn’t supposed to be sexual but I’m not going to pretend that I wasn’t as hard as steel feeling him against me. His little muscles moved and shifted under my fingers as he laughed and breathed. It even rumbled just in time for the food to arrive. After we’d eaten, we returned to that same position only, this time, Finn was more active. I could feel him pushing back against me, knowing full well that he could feel my cock against his pyjama covered bum. His little bare feet were rubbing up and down my legs. Despite my resolve to get through the movie, I did, on occasion, turn his head towards mine and kiss him deeply and passionately, feeling him moan in my mouth. There were a few times that I used my hand on his tummy to tickle him: I loved feeling him squirm. Throughout the whole thing, I just felt really content with him. With Ellen and Connor around so much, we’d never had the chance to just… exist with each other like this. I honestly felt like I’d be happy just laying here and holding him in my arms forever. But it was time for phase two in my lovely night for Finn plan. About ten minutes before the end of the movie, I’d left Finn downstairs on the sofa for a minute or two. He’d slightly complained, stating that he’d be cold now that I wasn’t there to keep him warm, but I told him I needed the toilet and had to go. I didn’t – I just needed a moment upstairs in the bathroom. You see, after we’d had that lovely time just being with each other on the sofa, I wanted to do something more intimate before getting to the sex. Now that the film had ended, I picked up the boy in my arms once again and carried him up the stairs and into the bathroom where a lovely bubble bath was just about ready. Ellen had bought a huge bathtub for the house – far larger than anyone would actually need – but it was perfect for what I intended now. “I don’t…” Finn started to speak but stopped when I put my finger on his lips. “Lift up,” I said and the obedient boy raised his arms. I pulled up the pyjama top, the olive-green contrasting so well against his pale skin, and removed it from his body. As each new bit of him was revealed, I planted a small kiss there: first his little tummy, then his chest, his collar, shoulders, his little hairless armpits and, finally, one kiss for each of his wrists. He was so beautiful. His slender, toned body on display for me like this, the delicate pattern of freckles across his exposed skin, just made him want him so fucking much. As I went to lower his bottoms, he stopped me: “No, it’s my turn now.” I look at him, forcing a puzzled look, but he kartal escort just laughed. “It’s only fair…” And so, I let the small preteen boy take off my t-shirt, and he did the same thing to me that I had done to him – little kisses from his soft lips planted across every part of me that he could reach. They tickled and delighted me at the same time and I could feel my cock hardening even further. Once both of our tops were piled together on the floor, I brought him in tight against me, skin-on-skin. Fuck… his little body was so warm. It was time for the bottoms and I let Finn go first here. I sat back on the closed toilet seat as he pulled down the joggers and boxers at the same time, leaving me completely naked. The kisses returned but he started with my feet, his tongue even coming out to lick my soles: I could hear the horny little footboy moan as he tasted me. A trail of kisses travelled up my leg and into my inner thigh where, unable to resist at all, the beautiful twelve-year-old lapped at my heavy, hairy, spunk-filled balls and, soon after, took my cock head into his mouth. Whilst I’d not planned this, I let it happen – we both needed it. His little lips stretched around the thick, mushroom head of my dick was a truly awesome sight. I didn’t push, my hands stayed where they were, but he was hungry for it: he’d been craving my cock for days now, that was clear. He forced his own throat to open and took me deep within him. He gagged, of course. Eight, thick, uncut inches is a lot to handle even for a fully grown man but for this preteen boy, it was a real challenge. He’d managed to get himself about halfway down before I stopped him. We swapped places and I slowly removed his tight pyjama bottoms. The soft soles of his size 3s were all too tempting for me and I started there, just like he had. In fact, I mimicked his actions almost entirely including sucking on his four-inch bone that felt literally as hard as steel against my mouth. Finn wasn’t as reserved as I had been and hands were all over my head, running through my hair. It’s not like he had any actual control – he couldn’t push me down if he wanted to – but I think he just needed something to do with them. His legs were squirming around too so I pulled his soles together and gave them a focus: working my alpha cock. His toes stroked up and down my thick meat while I ran my tongue around his cock head, circling the sensitive glans and teasing that most delicate part just beneath the head. Already, he was throbbing and pulsing and I knew, before long, his dick would be jerking around and giving me whatever seed his little balls could muster. I wasn’t wrong and my efforts were soon rewarded with high-pitched cries of pleasure and the delicious taste of boycum on my tongue. It wasn’t going to be the only time that Finn shot his delicious little load that night but it was going to be the only one I sucked out of him. “Oh god… oh… thank you,” always the polite little boy. I felt his body relax and his feet fell away from my dick but that was fine – I had no intention of shooting my load yet. I lifted up the boy and put his naked form right into the warm bubble bath. For the next twenty minutes, I sat there at the side of the tub and I bathed him. I know that Finn is old enough to wash himself – it wasn’t about that. It was about us sharing that level of intimacy where he laid back and let me wash every part of his body, from in between his sexy little toes (which I also cleaned with my tongue) all the way up to washing his gorgeous head of ginger hair. When we were done, I dried him off and, finally, carried him through to his bedroom, picking up the lube and poppers left just inside mine and Connor’s room on the way… Finn’s room was the only one I’d not been able to prepare ahead of time and I walked in, carrying my boy, fully expecting to find it in the usual twelve-year-old boy state. I was pleasantly surprised when I saw that he too had been getting ready for tonight. The place was tidy and his bed was made – it still smelled like him but I was quietly impressed as I placed him down on his bare feet and took my place laying on his bed. “Climb on, baby,” I said, and the young boy did just that. His body laid on top of mine, our skin touching, and we kissed. My hands roamed over him, sliding down his back and cupping the most beautiful bum I think I’d ever seen. So smooth, so soft, so… bubbly. As our kiss broke, I told him how I wanted him to move around and, with a little coaching, he was soon in the right position – his tight little virgin pucker heading straight down onto my face. “Oh fuck…” Finn moaned out as he felt my tongue head straight inside of him, pushing through the tiny ring of his bum and up deep within him. I’ve a long tongue and I’ve made lots of twinks moan with it but I was going to get this little boy singing as I prepared him to take something much longer and much, much thicker. Not one to waste an opportunity, Finn bent over and shuffled down slightly so that I could stay inside him but that he could also reach the top of my cock. His torso was too small for him to take much more than the head into his warm, wet mouth but he sucked for all he was worth and worked that little tongue around the inside of my foreskin. I’d run through this moment so many times in my head, especially over the last day, but when it came to it, there was only one way that would be right for Finn to lose his virginity. Once his little hole was ready, I lifted him off my face and got him to turn around. I sat up, the pillows where he usually laid his head propping me up and he sat over me. This sexy twelve-year-old was going to ride me. He was going to take all of my cock deep inside of him. First, I had him lube me up, his little fingers making my thick dick so slippery and ready for him. “Can… can I have the poppers?” his little voice asked. “Oh course, baby. But only one hit tonight – I want you here with me. Finn… you’re going to remember this for the rest of your life.” We both took a hit from the poppers, big deep breaths and that sense of euphoria rushed through our bodies. He was in position, kastamonu escort his leg muscles straining to hold himself there just a short distance above my cockhead, and then it happened. With one small movement, the pressing of my mushroom head against his virgin hole, Finn took a cock – my cock – inside himself for the very first time. “Fuckkkk… Finn you’re so hot and tight… oh fuck…” He was whimpering and moaning in equal measure: “So big… oh my god, Jack you’re just huge…” “It’s ok… good boy… you’re doing it. You can take me, Finn. You can do it.” He sank down a little further, my head now through the outer ring of his hole completely and only another seven inches of shaft to go. “It feels… oh fuck… I’m so full already… urgh…” He was sweating, his hair already sticking to his forehead, and I could see every muscle in his body tensing and straining as he tried to take me. But his cock was still four-inches of rock-hard boydick and I knew that, as difficult as it was, he was also getting pleasure from being this stretched. “That’s it… feel how good it feels to have me in you… you can do it, Finn. You’re halfway there.” I was now sweating too and my torso was wet, partly with my own sweat but in part with the droplets coming down from Finn. “Your hole feels so good, baby. I’ve never felt… it’s… so amazing.” I’ve no idea whether it was a deliberate choice or whether the muscles were just too tired but his legs relaxed and, in one slow movement, the twelve-year-old slid all the way down my meaty, long, nineteen-year-old cock. “FUCKKKK YESSSS!” I cried out at the top of my lungs as I felt the warmth of his insides embrace me entirely. Words are not strong enough to explain to you the intensity of that moment. Describing the grip as vice-like just doesn’t go far enough. Calling the inside of his little boy bum velvety soft is an insult to the true feeling. It was… heavenly. My eyes rolled back in my head, and I could hear Finn’s own moans joining my cry. “So full… full of… cock… I’m full of coooock…” I pulled the boy towards me, an inch or two slipping out of him, and brought his lips to mine. We kissed and, as I pushed my tongue into his mouth, I started to push down on the bed, withdrawing more from him. He must have thought that I was taking it out completely because he broke off the kiss and cried out: “Nooooo please… I neeeeed it!” He gave a very satisfied moan as I pushed it all back into him, my pubes pressing against his cheeks, as I’d been intending to do anyway. I took him back into the kiss, my arms around him, and I started to actually fuck the boy. At first, the movements were small – a few inches in and out – as he got used to having a huge cock inside of his little body. But he really wanted this… I mean… really wanted this and it wasn’t long before he was begging me to fuck him properly. Holding his body steady, I thrust up harder, eliciting high moans from him and I could feel the precum from his little four-inch dick leaking onto me. When I thought that he was ready, I stopped pushing up and lay back, releasing him from my embrace. “Ride me, Finn. Ride my big fucking cock.” He didn’t need to be told twice and I groaned out, deep and guttural as he started to fuck himself on me. “Oh god… oh yes… fuck yes… soooo gooood…” his panted words were turning me on even more, “Thank you, Jack, thank you! I… oh fuck… I…” My hands were playing with his leaking dick, sliding his foreskin up and down as my fingers stroked the length. His juice was coating them so much that I lifted off them and brought one to Finn’s mouth. He eagerly stopped mid-sentence and lapped at my digits, hungry for his own precum. One of my hands remained up his body, teasing one of his hard little nipples, whilst the other moved back down to continue to work his cock. The harder he rode me, the faster his thrusts were through my hand. “Urgh… urgh…. YES! YES! YES!” Finn’s voice filled my ears but I knew he was cumming long before I heard it. His sweet little hole was pulsing around my big cock, tightening even further and I knew that he was about to explode all over me. It was the biggest load I’d seen from him, pretty much one to rival some of my own, and my torso was coated in thin lines of boycum. I was close, so close, so I wrapped my hands around his waist and… helped him… to speed up his riding. Who am I kidding? I slammed that sexy little boy down on my cock again and again and again. Each time I forced him all the way down, I was driving more cum out of his spasming dick. The warmth of his tight hold on my cock was sending waves of pleasure through my body and getting me ready to fire my own spunk in. I flooded him. And I mean flooded. It felt like every single drop of cum that my body could produce was forced into this boy’s tight hole. Shot after shot after shot was fired upwards into his willing bum and I could tell that he was feeling every single one. When both of our orgasms subsided, he collapsed on top of me, my cock still buried in him, and I held him, gently stroking his back and telling him what a good job he’d done and how amazing he’d made me feel. He wasn’t as able to speak, at least not in fully formed sentences, but I got the general idea: he’d loved every second of it too. We fell asleep like that, though at some point we shifted during the night so that we were spooning, his small body safe in my arms. We fucked twice more before getting out of bed the following morning. Once when we woke up during the night and, without moving from our spooning position, I pushed back up inside of him. I held him tightly against me as I slowly fucked him with deep, long strokes. By the time I came, he’d already shot all over his side of the bed. When the birdsong woke us from our dreams, we fucked again. This time with the beautiful boy on his back, his legs in the air and me feasting on his delicious toes whilst I fucked him hard and fast, pounding him so powerfully that I was literally knocking the air out of his lungs at one point. Again, we both came at the same moment, our shared voices filling the entire house. ********************************************** Drop me an email: ail I’d love to hear your ideas, feedback, thoughts, experiences, whatever you want. Hit me up and let’s chat. It’s been so hot to hear about (and sometimes see) how readers have got off reading my story. If you did, let me know what made you spunk or what would make you cum harder in the future.

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