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Archive-name: Family/brothers.txt
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Archive-title: Brothers
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As he arrived home from work, Wayne was greeted at the door by his mother.
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Not a usual occurance. She had an envelope from his brother Jessie whose truck
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was parked out in front of his mom's house. Wayne tore open the envelope and
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caught the keys that fell out and read the note.
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"Wayne,
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I have to go out to the rigs until late monday evening. Could you apartment
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sit for me? You can take my truck; just don't put too many new dents into it
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ok?
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The fridge is stocked, and I've gotten some new videos you haven't seen yet.
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Have fun, but not too much.
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Thanks Bro,
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Jes."
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Wayne thought that a weekend at his brother's more than made up for the
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shitty day he had at school and then at his job at a local supermarket. Since
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he had Saturday off, he could enjoy the complex's pool, scope the babes that
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hung out there and maybe invite his best friend Mike over and get smashed.
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He leaned over and kissed his mom goodbye and she gave him the usual
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warnings to be good and careful and for him to call her tomorrow. He said he
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would.
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Wayne climbed into his brother's big 4-wheel-drive truck and drove to "his"
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apartment for the weekend. He waved goodbye to his mom as he left. On his
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way he thought how great his brother was. Ever since his dad split when he was
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ten, Jes was there for him. Just last month when Wayne found out his first
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serious girlfriend was fucking some jock, Jes was there to keep him from
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killing someone.
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He explored the apartment some when he got in. The fridge was indeed
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well stocked - at least two cases of beer, a loaf of bread and some jelly.
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Wayne checked out the video case. He went straigt for the prono section,
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selected one he hadn't seen and settled down on the sofa with a beer for
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an evening of entertainment he couldn't get at home.
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Around ten, the fatigue of the day on top of a few beers convinced Wayne
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that sleep wasn't a bad thing. He shut the TV off and after releiving the
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urge that was growing in his groin during the flick, he went to bed.
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Ordinarily, Wayne slept in his briefs, but when he was here he slept in the
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buff. He liked the sensation of the sheets directly on his sesitive areas.
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Had Jessie's girlfriend, Kim, bothered to check her messages before going
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over to visit, she would have known that he wouldn't be around until Monday.
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However, she was in a bit of a playful mood after finishing her 3-11 shift
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at the hospital. She was 26, five years older than Jes who was five years older
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than his brother.
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Kim saw Jes' truck in front, so she let her self in when she found the door
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locked. The place was quiet. It wasn't like Jes to crash this early, so she
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thought he must have had a bitch of a day. She decided just to snuggle up to
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him and make tomorrow a much better day.
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She saw him sleeping in his usual fetal position. She slipped between the
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sheets as quietly as she could, snuggled up to his back and put her arm over
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his body. She realized something was not right. Instead of a slight coat
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of hair on the chest there was bare skin. She softly leaned up and got a look
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at the face of the man she was with. She was shocked at first that it was
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Jes' brother.
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Her first impulse was to get out of bed, put her clothes on and leave. Then
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her thigh touched a bare bottom. She felt a familar tingling in her groin.
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She decided that tonight one brother would be as good as another.
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Meanwhile, Wayne was fast asleep. He was dreaming a dream that involved
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helium, floorwax and stirrups. Same dream, different plot. His symbol of
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manhood began stirring between his legs. He rolled on his back and began
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rubbing the rising monster.
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Kim was pleased with the turn of events (no pun intended). She gently
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adjusted her position on the bed so she could take over Wayne's massage.
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Wayne's hands didn't object to being replaced as long as his member was being
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adequatly cared for - and it was.
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When she decided Wayne's organ had about as much blood as it was going to
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hold and had been properly lubricated, she carefully guided the tip of his
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missile into her aching canal. She bagan long, but continuous bucking on his
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rock-hard meat.
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Wayne at this point was in that twilight zone between sleep and
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consiousness. He wasn't quite sure that what he was feeling was in his dream or
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real. He didn't want to open his eyes and see that it was a dream - it felt
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too damn good.
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But something forced his eyelids open. "I thought you were never going
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to wake up." said Kim sandwiched between groans as her hole swallowed all of
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Wayne's throbbing python. At this point several thoughts raced through his mind
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all competing for equal attention for consideration.
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First his brother's girlfriend is fucking him (which almost lost the
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competition to be considered), second that he was moments away from showing her
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how good it felt, third was what would his brother think, and finally, why was
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she making me...
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Wayne moaned, "I'm gonna." She giggled. Not quite the response he
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expected, but undaunted he let loose of the flood gate that resulted in extacy
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and finally exhaustion. She rolled off of his diminishing tool and kissed him
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hard.
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He was surprised that although he was beat, he wasn't the least bit sleepy
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now. So he kissed her hard and fondled her breast which up until now were
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exclusively the domain of his brother. They felt...
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She giggled again. This time he was pissed. He asked her why she kept
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doing that and she shrugged her shoulders the best she could and said it just
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felt good. Just like sleeping with him felt good. The last comment made up
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for the giggles.
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She grabbed his hand and led him to the living room where she had him sit
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on the floor while she went to the closet. Wayne's 16-year-old imagination
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was on overdrive as to what she was up to. He was a little disappointed that
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all she returned with was a video.
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After putting it in the VCR, she sat with Wayne to watch. Startled, he saw
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Jes slowly stripping then the camera turned to Kim. Before the video was over
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Wayne was treated to what seemed to him countless scenes of his brother fucking
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Kim. She turned to Wayne, kissed him and said, "I hope you two enjoy sharing.
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I have a feeling you two are going to be sharing a lot."
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Breathless, Wayne struggled to reply, "We shared just about everything up
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to now. I guess it is everything now. Watching his brother fuck got his
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johnson up in a roar. Kim was kind enough to introduce her toung to his Mr.
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Johnson. They got along great. Ms. Troat swallowed his love juices. He tasted
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them as he kissed her and returned the favor. She tasted better than his last
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girlfriend he thought as his toung did its deed.
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She made breakfast the next morning. Wayne ended up not inviting Mike over
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but he did remember to call his mom. The rest of what he did that weekend
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involved Kim. The only time they left was to go to the supermarket he worked
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at to get a helium baloon and some floor wax. They improvised the stirrups.
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