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Subject: My brother reads my diary – chapter 1 – JARED LEAVES A NOTE. My brother reads my diary — Chapter 1 — JARED LEAVES A NOTE. You’ve come to the internet looking for erotic dreams and you have found this website. Places like are necessary to you to live all kind of sexual fantasies. If you can, make survive and help it with some donations. Read a story of beggars which, for a change, is not a tragedy. It is love, friendship, beauty, liberty and happiness the faces of life which are shown here. You can read my trilogy either in Spanish, Luces de la Tierra, in www.luces-delatierra.blogspot.es or in English, Lights of the Earth pot.es Upon entering my room, I had a first surprise. There I saw it again: my diary that I had been searching in vain for a month. I didn’t know where the hell I had placed it and was terrified that my brother Jared could find it one day and read what I had written. Not he! I silently prayed. He had left our house at 22, he was 28 now, to work as a plumber and I had stayed at home with my parents. But they were always quarreling, I think they were close to divorce, and I had asked Jared’s permission to come and live with him and I soon found a job. I am Todd Portal, one year older than him and I paint houses. I come home with all my clothes stained in grease. But I am very particular with my hygiene and even have a couple of showers a day. Not so Jared, who always stinks and only has two showers a week as an average. But well, he is my masturbatory image and I never tell him anything. I love the way he smells and I am afraid I had also written that in my diary. Could he have read it? To increase my terror I soon noticed three sheets of paper hanging from my diary. I went closer and soon saw it was my brother’s handwriting. I sat down on my bed with all my nerves about to burst, but started to read Jared’s note. -“My dear Todd, I have read your diary and this note is just to make you see that I like you a lot whatever you are of feel. You see? A month ago I was unable to find an old scarf and I searched everywhere in the house. I still have not found it so maybe I have forgotten it in my girlfriend’s house. But I came to your room and opened your wardrobe drawers. My scarf wasn’t in any of them of course, but as soon as I opened the top drawer I noticed that something had fallen to the floor. I picked it up with the intention of returning it to the drawer, believe me, but when I grabbed it, it was open and I read just a line, the first words you use in your diary: I have always felt sexually aroused at my brother Jared. You must understand that those unexpected words I read made me really curious to know more. And I decided I would take your diary to my room and read. I know it’s something private and I shouldn’t have done it, but I was willing to read anything my brother had written there with all due respect. Well, you know very well I am not gay, never had gay sex and never will but your words made me so horny that I started to jack off in bed as I was reading. Your diary is long and I wanted to read it all, so excuse me but I have kept it in my room for a month and every night I masturbated with your words and it has never bothered me to know that I was actually having gay masturbations every night. You write very well and even if I know that you have never meant anybody to read what you write, you are arousing as hell.” Now I understood that Jared had been for some days looking at me in a strange way and not only that, he spent long hours now at home with a clearly perceptible boner. He’s always been the main boy I wank over and it was wonderful for me to find him erect a long time every day but of course I could never suspect that it had been my own words that were making him hard. But I returned to read Jared’s note. -“How it moved me, Todd, to read that since you didn’t know your real nature, you were surprised that you never felt like jacking off and you even thought you were asexual. Your friends always talked to you about sex and you never felt the desire to jack off and thought sex was something meant for others, but not for you. In everything you write, Todd, I cannot help but getting horny, not only at your wonderful erotic language but even when you say something that moves me. It is strange, perhaps, but when you move me I really feel like cumming and don’t worry: knowing my brother’s secrets has even increased my affection for you. And then you started writing about your first gay discovery and that way I knew that you have felt gay since you were 14, so believe me, Todd, I not only respect you for that, but you could quietly have told me.” -“I read that it was a day you had an important match with your football team that you finally won, difficult as it had been, and it was a hot day in July and all the members of your team were clearly sweating as pigs. And you were in the locker room and the strong smell of sweat of everybody there soon made you hard. Your mates saw your boner and you had to hide your feelings telling them you were hard thinking of your schoolmate Connie. And you saw their nude bodies covered in sweat and you suddenly had a revelation and went to the toilets and wanked for the first time in your life over their smell and their nudity. Even so, after that moment, you were not sure you were gay. You admitted at once that the way dudes smell is something that gets you off but you thought it was a fetish you had and maybe you would like both boys and girls. And you soon started having sex with girls, just enough to know that you can have pleasant sex with them but it is not your cup of tea and you finally admitted that you are gay. And then Bruce came. As I really want to become your friend, just let me repeat some of your words even if it is tiring for you to read such a long note and are probably wondering what I may be thinking of my brother now. But let me remind you of my respect. I only wanna tell you how I felt when I was reading your diary, knowing well enough that of course you know you own experiences but you must also know what your brother was feeling when he was reading it. First of course, I was totally moved, and then yes, bro, I was horny every night as I read your diary and jacked off every day.” Unconsciously I had started to stroke my crotch then reading my brother’s note but mostly noticing his respect. He was not shocked at anything and was making real efforts to calm me down. I still did not know gaziantep travesti why he had left me a note. He could simply have talked to me. But I kept on reading. -“Then came Bruce and these are the words you use: Of all my team mates I soon started lusting for Bruce. He is so masculine and his smell after a match is, say, my favourite aroma. But he is not stupid. One day after a match he invited me to a coffee and asked me brusquely if I felt attracted by boys. I did not know then how he could react but I don’t like lying and told him the truth. When he asked me if I lusted for my team mates I told him that I lusted for each one of them and blushing I confessed he himself made me really horny. He confessed to me then that he was gay too and tried hard not to have boners in the locker room and told me the fetish he had, worried that I would get shocked, of man’s sweat. I looked at him and laughed and told him I shared his fetish. After half an hour enjoying a coffee he would finally tell me that he also lusted for me and had jacked off many times remembering my naked body and my smell and openly asked me whether I would like to have sex with him. I told him I had never had any sexual experience with a boy so far but I’d love to have one. And then you continue telling your experiences with Bruce. That day you went to his house and had sex with him for hours, lost your virginity and were finally sure that sex with a boy is heaven. After that day Bruce became your fuck buddy and on holidays he took you to his country house and there you spent a week together. I have read and enjoyed all you tell about that week and I am really happy for you, Todd. And one day Bruce took you to a sauna and after that day you go there once a week and you can even have sex with three different guys the same day. Now your diary was really long but it did not tire me. You have a wonderful memory, bro, and you tell more than fifty experiences you’ve had there and I have read them all and enjoyed. But I still have to read what has made me horniest: yes, Todd, it’s Master Malcolm. I also know that but believe me I respect everything you are.” -“One day you started to notice Bruce was distant with you and you wondered why but it was you now that invited him to a coffee and asked him. And Bruce preferred to open up with you and tell you everything rather than allowing you to think he was angry at you. He told you then he had met a dominant boy called Malcolm and in just a single week he had become his slave. Malcolm often beat him but he liked it and had discovered what a great masochist he was. He was even forced to eat one day his master’s shit and it has turned him on so much that he knew he would always desire to be his slave. But he didn’t want to tell you and supposing you would get shocked, he had preferred not having sex with you rather than shock you. It was then, Todd, that you had a great idea, because you didn’t want to lose your fuck buddy and I still shudder knowing my brother’s courage when you asked Bruce to ask Malcolm whether he would accept two slaves at the same time and you could have sex with Bruce under Malcolm’s orders. You could at least try and have a session with him. You scarcely knew Malcolm by then but knew he made you horny too. Bruce was moved that you wanted to try and told you he would ask Malcolm and when he accepted, you were finally invited to his house one day in May to serve him as a slave too, together with his slave Bruce.” -“In that first session with your new Master Malcolm you were horniest when you noticed that he even had a stronger smell of sweat than any boy you had smelt so far and that gave you confidence you would obey him. So after making you strip he mainly gave you orders with Bruce. He wanted to see you both having sex and you hardly obeyed Malcolm, but at least you gave him a blowjob, and I am happy about you, Todd, believe me. And your master even dared to use Bruce before you for everything and even shat in his mouth and seeing how your fuck buddy ate shit made you so horny that you told Malcolm that you also wanted to try. It was not that first day but a week later that he began to use you in earnest and I finally knew you have admitted too that you are as masochist as Bruce. And you have become Malcolm’s slave and still are and you have practiced bondage, spanking or even fisting with him.” -“Now bro, as for excrements… First let me repeat that I respect everything you are and like you, even more now knowing of my brother’s sexual life and getting to know how brave you are. Later I will tell you some things about myself. First about what you say: about scat… I love reading that it’s not a taste you crave, that of shit, but you know well enough what a masochist you are and obey your master and eat his shit whenever he orders you to, many times exchanging pig experiences with Bruce, kissing each other for instance after your master has alternately shat in both your mouths. But even if you don’t enjoy the taste, you are able to cum with his shit, due to the great psychological experience of seeing yourself as your master’s toilet. But you say you love the taste of his piss, and of his snot the scarce times he has fed you what he has in his nose, and I read with surprise that you really like the taste of puke. When I read this I suddenly shot a largest load on my sheets and I have read the paragraphs you devote to talking about puke many days and I have always cum with your words. I also know you can cope with farts and gobs but it’s not your cup of tea either but all he makes you do, you enjoy: having sex with your beloved Bruce every day, your master beating you, tying you up and fisting you, how horny I get when my mind starts imagining you being fisted, and often being his toilet for everything, and Bruce and you are still Malcolm’s slaves today. So bro I was reading everything and getting horny at every word you use, at every experience you’ve had and I was in no hurry to read it all before, I guessed, you started talking about me because since you started your diary with those words, I imagined that sooner or later you would talk about me.” -“These are the first words you use for me in your diary, and believe me, bro, you don’t know how often I have shot my load reading your words and if you become convinced of my deep affection for you, I will entreat you to often lend me your diary now so I can often gaziantep masaj salonları jack off to your words. Here’s what you say: But I don’t love either Malcolm or Bruce. I think it may be because of the lust I’ve always felt about Jared. Fortunately I don’t love him, but he’s always been my main boy to masturbate over. When Jared lived at home with my parents and me, he never stank. In that time he had a daily shower. But I had just discovered my need to smell man’s sweat when one day he had probably been doing some sport for he returned home covered in sweat and I suddenly went hard noticing my brother’s smell was even better than Bruce’s or that of any of my team mates. He had a shower straight away but the memory of his scent continued in me that day and I started to pay attention to his body and his face. I saw then that he’s cuter than any boy I know and his body is absolutely perfect. And that was the first day I wanked over my brother and it soon became a habit. One day I entered the bathroom after he had had a shower and I discovered a habit Jared has, even living with our parents: he left his underwear scattered there until some hours later he seemed to remember them and picked them up to put them into the washing machine. But one day I had entered the bathroom after his shower, I discovered his clothes and had a sudden decision: I locked the door, sat on the toilet, grabbed all his dirty clothes and began to jack off quietly smelling his briefs, his socks and always cumming with the wet patches of his T-shirt armhole. I started then a habit of going to the toilet and jack off whenever he had had a shower and even sniffing the smell he had left in there. When I read, Todd, that you like cumming with my smell, I started to shamelessly get the habit of always jacking off every night with those words. Be calm, Todd, just something tender and funny and I hope now you are masturbating reading my note.” Up to that moment I hadn’t started jacking off but now I did have the need to whip my cock out and stroke it, as I started to perceive that my sweet brother also wanted me to have that fun with his words as he had had with mine reading my diary, which I already had decided I would allow him to read whenever he wanted. So I kept on reading, now with my fist in my cock all the time. -“And you also say this: But Jared soon left home one day. No wonder, he must be getting annoyed at my parents’ usual quarrels. I started to miss him but I started wanking at the memory of the hottest guy I could ever meet. One day I couldn’t stand any longer my parents’ fights and the angry words they said at each other and it was then that I decided I could go and live with Jared. Even if I really desired to live with him again, my decision was due to the desire of living far from my parents. Jared is a perfect man to live with, sweet and affectionate, and now he lived on his own he had begun to often stink and had very few showers a week and of course I started to savagely wank over him every day and I had to make real efforts to hide my boners. I am hard now almost all day.” -“Soon I had a new idea, when I started to be Malcolm’s slave. My masturbations over Jared increased then when I pictured myself as my brother’s slave and I began to shamelessly beat my meat imagining that which of course will never happen. I started to imagine what it would be like to please my brother sexually, and even what it would be like to become his slave. I saw him beating me or even fisting me and I went as far as trying to guess what my brother’s shit might taste like. I am not very fond of shit but my brother’s crap I would eat with no hesitation and his piss, puke, snot… it always make me horny when he has a cold and I notice him doing sounds with his nose, loaded with snot that I guess would have a wonderful taste. Just a parenthetical remark, Todd, to tell you how often I have cum knowing that and how horny it makes me to know that you even lust for my snot.” -“Finally bro, you finish talking about me saying that of course it would be impossible to one day have sex with me, but that it is clear for you that you would shamelessly become my slave and would do with me absolutely everything you do with Master Malcolm. And now, Todd, I will tell you a couple of things about myself.” -“Hope you shot your load too with what I’m gonna tell you…” And just then I really needed to cum and curiously Jared was making me so horny that I soon started a second masturbation. -“First about my smell… let me tell you that I don’t have the fetish you have. I suppose that I am lazy to go to the shower and that’s why but it is true at least that I feel comfortable with my own stench and surprising as it may be; Amy likes my smell and tells me. I always thought it was a shame my brother had to often smell my stench, since he was living with me but of course that was before reading your diary and discovering that my brave brother even likes jacking off with it and you often call it perfume in your diary. So I’m more than glad now knowing that it does not bother you and of course you can spend your life jacking off over whomever you want, or whatever you want and you can quietly tell me after now, bro.” -“But I certainly have one fetish. It is true that I am not gay and have only felt gay masturbating over your diary. I am a real wanker just like you. I watch porn movies every day and as soon as I started living on my own, I discovered I loved watching BDSM porn movies and soon scat movies. They have always been heterosexual porn movies, of course, but I soon fantasized that one day I could find a girl who liked me shitting in her mouth or other things such as bondage. But I met Amy and I really love her and cannot do that to her, and since I wanna spend my life with her, I know I will never have a slave. I tell her all the things I masturbate over and contrary to other girls she is not jealous when I tell her I masturbate thinking about other people. She tells me masturbation is private and she is glad I don’t do things behind her back. Of course she does not want to be my slave and I have never suggested that to her. But she respects my arousal at BDSM things or even scat movies. So I will never have a slave but all my life I will jack off to that idea. And one day, unexpectedly I stumbled upon your diary and read your intimate desires and I came to a sudden idea. I gaziantep escort bayan guess now you start to understand where this note is leading, bro, and you will see why I had left you a note and not talked to you about all this in private for first I wanted you to reflect alone and I hope you shoot a new load when you read my following words.” Nervous as hell and desiring to read his next words, I really shot a second load now. From the distance my sexy brother was even scheduling my cums. I started to read what little was left of his note. -“First I will remind you that you finish your diary with these words: So I certainly lust for Jared and I will always lust for him, for my sexy brother. After finishing your diary, Todd, I had a sudden idea, so I devoted a couple of hours last night to writing this note, in which I have summarized most of your sexual life, sometimes using your own words, and telling you what I was feeling and I hope I have been able and at the same time hope I have calmed you down and I will repeat nothing I have read has shocked me and you can after now share your secrets, even your incestuous secrets with me every day, and we can be forever the best of friends. I left the note in your room together with this note knowing you come home from work earlier and you are probably reading this note now and I hope you are jacking off to it. When I come home I will clear my throat loudly so you know I am here and…” But in that moment, as if it was a miracle, I heard the key in the door and shortly after I heard my masculine brother clearing his throat. I was terrified, my heart pounding wildly, and I didn’t know what to do, whether I hadn’t better keep my dick which was out and I was stroking it hard. But with all my senses paralyzed, I riveted my eyes on his note and I read this. -“Don’t worry, Todd, I will not enter your room. Maybe you are, hopefully, comfortably jacking off reading this note, or so I hope. You know, brother? We could even go one step further. Why not, Todd? You have repeatedly written in your diary that you would love to have sex with me and actually I have spent years imagining I have a slave one day, something that I would hide Amy of course. But you can have sex with me, if you want, or even become my slave knowing first that my affection for you will never diminish and we can be after now a master and a slave but mainly brothers and the best of friends. Maybe if you want this to be prolonged you can introduce me to Malcolm and if he is an open-minded man I can tell him what you and I could be doing and he allows me to share you with him. But of course you must understand that I will never desire to do clear gay things as giving you blowjobs or allowing you to fuck me. It can be selfish, I know, but I think you can have a lot of fun too, because if you suck my cock for instance, you can have a lot of fun.” -“So, Todd, now that I know what you desire and you know what I desire, we can do this, for I would like you to allow me a first experience as a master and want you to do, and only if you want, exactly what I would tell you now. I will so far rehearse what a master should do, but mainly concerned about your pleasure. We could do this: I’ll go to my room now and I will sit by the computer and start comfortably to jack off to a heterosexual BDSM movie. My dick will be out and the door of my bedroom will be close, so you can watch your brother wanking if that’s your wish. In case you wanted to have an incestuous experience with me and even become my slave, you can do this: first you will wank all you want in your room, for if you do something I want you sure that you wanna do it. Then you can strip completely in your room and leave all your clothes on your bed. Then you may come to my bedroom, remember the door will be open, totally nude and without saying a single word you can kneel on the floor and since my dick will be out and hard by then, you can shove it into your mouth, and not saying a single word, you can start to suck my cock. Remember I do not want you to talk as far as you are sucking my cock. You can speak after I have cum in your mouth. But I can talk, and I will be speaking to you during the blowjob, affectionately because you’re my brother and I cannot like you more. Then after I had cum, you can already talk and you can choose three different answers. If you have not enjoyed after all, you can even send me to hell for what I’ve made you do, or maybe talk to me amicably just as two brothers again. Second possible answer: after I cum you could say “thank you, Jared” and that way I will know that you have enjoyed the experience and we would talk later in case you wanted to repeat. And the third possible answer is that you tell me “thank you, sir” and that way I will know that you would even like to become my slave and maybe be fisted or eat my shit, for instance but master and slave will have a long talk to negotiate everything, to know what can give pleasure to both and what your limits are. If you called me sir, I would like to call me only sir since tomorrow when we are both having lunch after we have returned from work.” -“And nothing else, my dear Todd, I finish this note now, hoping you are wildly jacking off and repeating that if you really desire an incestuous experience or even a slave experience with your brother, you just have to do what I have suggested but any decision you take, I hope you are confident enough to talk with me now with no fear of anything you want and we are better friends. I hope you lend me your exciting diary more often to read and beat off to your words. Now you can do whatever you want, Todd.” -“Lustfully but affectionately, so long, my hot brother, maybe I see you now. Thank you.” I shot a big load just in that moment. I had cum thrice with his note and now I could go further and have the experience I had desired all my life and suck no other than my brother’s cock, which I had never seen so far and I was horny thinking that today I could see his cock and even suck it. So I didn’t think twice and quickly stripped of everything, and first taking a deep breath to calm down for my heart was beating now more ferociously than ever before, I opened my bedroom door and totally nude and totally hard I headed to Jared’s bedroom. Indeed his bedroom door was open, and I could finally glimpse his hard cock having fun. There was a naked woman whipping a naked man on his computer screen. My brother looked at me, totally nude and smiled affectionately. -Hello, Todd, hope you have some fun now, my sweet brother. A pity I could not answer to his affectionate greeting but I would obey his every order and totally hard I knelt on the floor and unhesitatingly I thrust my brother’s sexy dick in my mouth and shamelessly started to suck Jared’s cock.

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