Her Little Brother’s Pussy Is Tighter Pt 2

I forced him down onto my cock, pounding into him like a great big piston, growling and grunting, and at last I felt the pleasure explode in my core and rocket out through my cock.

Part 1

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I woke up slowly and squinted at the digital clock next to my bed: 7:48. Why was I awake so early on a Saturday?

I almost groaned with annoyance, ready to press my pillow over my face, but an abrupt jolt shot through me as the memory of yesterday flooded my brain.

Julien!

I sat up very quickly, pillow tumbling aside, and looked around. I was alone in the bed I’d shared with Lisette up until last night, when her little brother had thoroughly usurped her place. Never in history, I imagined, had a usurper been so welcome, so appreciated, or so needed.

His absence worried me for a few moments. What if none of it had really happened?

I dove down to smell the pillows and sheets, looking for traces of him, and my hand brushed something soft and fuzzy. From beneath a twist of blanket I pulled a teddy bear – Julien’s teddy bear – and I grinned, feeling a flood of joy and sweetness wash over me. I flopped back down on the bed, pressed the bear against my face, inhaled, and moaned softly at Julien’s now familiar scent. My Julien.

Julien Labelle… Julien the Beautiful.

Where had my beautiful boy gone? I tucked his bear beneath my arm and left the bedroom. The bathroom was empty. I looked around the kitchen and living room, and didn’t see him, but then I heard a shuffling noise from behind the kitchen island.

“Jules?”

His tousled head popped up above the island, and I grinned.

“Looking for something?” I chuckled.

He shut the door of the cupboard he’d been rifling through, and his cheeks reddened. He returned my smile after a few moments. The pretty, playful lines of his sexy pink mouth made me salivate, and I even felt my cock rise a little.

“I wanted to make you pancakes,” he said bashfully, “but I can’t find anything remotely pancake-friendly.”

I felt as if I could melt into a big warm puddle on the floor. “Oh… could you be any sweeter?” I breathed, coming around the island to get close to him. I was disappointed to see him wearing pyjama pants, but it made sense considering we didn’t know when Lise might be returning. I pushed his teddy bear against his chest and then pulled him close, hugging him with the bear squished between us. Julien giggled, his fingers digging into my bare back. I kissed his cheek.

“I guess my sister isn’t likely to buy pancake mix,” he whispered. “Not ‘wholesome’ enough.”

“True. And if there’s flour, it’s gonna be that gross chunky multigrain stuff. Plus we’ve got nothing good to put on them. But you’re absolutely the cutest guy ever for wanting to make me pancakes.” I kissed his other cheek. “It’s not too late. We could pop over to the grocery around the corner… grab some pancake mix… butter… syrup… and a big pack of bacon.”

Julien’s eyes widened steadily, along with his smile. “Yes, pancakes and bacon!” he crowed, bouncing a like an excited kid. He gripped my bare ass cheeks with a playful growl. “Will you go to the store like this?”

“I don’t think anyone else is gonna appreciate that!” I laughed.

“Of course they will,” he insisted, kissing my neck, licking me, and nibbling at my shoulder. “You’re adorable and sexy.” He pressed firmly against me and giggled. “And… um… apparently kinda turned on…?”

I shivered. My cock seemed to respond very quickly to anything Julien’s mouth did to any part of me. “I can’t help it around you, cutie. Anyway, if we’re going out together, it’s you everyone’s going to be gazing and and appreciating, no matter what I’m wearing or not wearing. You are the most gorgeous creature alive. I’m just… well, ‘average’ is probably being generous.”

Julien’s rich, deep hazel eyes fixed on mine, the green flecks in them seeming almost to glimmer. He looked wounded, and my good cheer quickly melted at the prospect that I’d said something hurtful.

“Jules…?” I whispered.

“C’mere,” he said, grasping my hand and pulling me. His bear landed on the kitchen floor, forgotten. He stood me at the bathroom sink, hung onto my arm, and pointed at my reflection in the mirror. “Tell me what you see, Cody.”

I glanced over my naked self and sighed. “A kinda dumpy guy with a really hot little boyfriend…?”

“No, Cody!” he moaned, pressing his face against my shoulder. “Really look, okay? Tell me what you see!”

I shut my eyes for a few moments and then looked at myself again. “Brown hair, nondescript haircut… bluish-grayish eyes,” I mumbled, cataloguing my features dispassionately. “Slightly crooked nose. Square face. I dunno, Julien… a mouth? A normal one. Slightly hairy but not-that-hairy chest. Flabby gut, flabby arms, flabby everything. Totally unremarkable cock. And such.”

Cody wrapped his arms around me from behind and peeked over my shoulder. “Let me tell you what I see, okay? I see hair that begs to be grabbed and ruffled… a handsome, honest face… a cute nose that’s perfect in its imperfection, and one I plan to kiss at least a hundred million times. I see a warm smile that makes me melt. I see a sweet, cuddly, teddy bear body that feels absolutely perfect when it’s wrapped around me, a body I wouldn’t change for the world. And I see a cock that makes my mouth water… a cock that was inside me last night, that popped my cherry. I see the only cock I want in the whole world. And… one that’s already getting a little hard again….” His tone turned playful as his mouth curled into a grin. One of his hands slid down my belly and grasped my thickening penis, squeezing it gently.

“Julien,” I breathed. My cheeks were warming. “How do you make me feel so good?”

“It’s not me. I’m just helping you see what’s really there. You’ve been looking at yourself through Lisette’s eyes. My sister’s never impressed with anyone but herself. It makes her feel better to pick other people apart, and she’s not going to treat you that way anymore. Because you’re mine now. Mine!”

I grinned as he squeezed my cock more firmly and dug his teeth into my shoulder. “You’re extra cute when you get possessive,” I laughed. I pulled him around to stand in front of me, making him face the mirror. “Look – who’s that?”

Julien cocked his hips to one side, and then the other, duckfacing and squinting at his reflection critically, making me laugh even more.

“Pretty decent-looking guy,” he concluded. “Scrawny, but not unsexy.”

I squeezed his almost nonexistent love handles. “You’d use less syllables if you just said ‘sexy’. It’s basically the same thing as ‘not unsexy’.”

“Okay, I know a double negative is bad grammar and everything, but it just sounded slightly more humble!”

I laughed and pulled him tightly against my body, cuddling him close. He grinned and let his head rest back against my shoulder, mashing his cheek against mine. “Yunno, Cody… all I really wanted was for you to start to see what I see, and admit that you’re ‘not unsexy’ yourself. Possibly even full-on ‘sexy’.”

I turned my head to kiss his cheek, and he quickly manoeuvred to try to meet my lips. Finally he squirmed away from my snug grip to rotate his whole body toward mine. “That was an awkward angle to make out at,” he informed me before throwing his arms around my neck and plunging his tongue past my lips. I moaned and ran my hands up and down the soft, smooth skin of his back, darting my tongue out to spar with his.

My cock was really starting to rise now, and I seized Julien by his skinny hips and hefted him onto the countertop, knocking over several of Lise’s hair products. He wrapped his legs around my waist and clung to me. I smiled as I kissed him, and slowly began to rub my hardening dick against the smaller bulge in his soft pyjama pants.

“Fu-u-uck,” he whispered.

I grinned and bit his bottom lip, humping him a bit more firmly. “Like that, little guy?”

His arms tightened around my neck, his legs around my waist. His pelvis jerked to meet my thrusts, and soon we were both panting like out-of-shape joggers. His body was so tight around me that he was barely even sitting on the counter anymore. I clamped my hands snugly under his bottom and lifted him a little, shuffling back from the counter.

“Whoa,” I breathed with a slight tremor. “Do you think we could… have sex like this?”

He threw his head back, his mouth hanging open with ecstasy. He was still humping me. “Unnhh! S-so hot! Could you… h-hold me for long?”

I grunted, not so much with sexual passion now as with pure physical effort. “Dang… probably not.”

Julien noticed I was struggling and dropped his legs, sliding to the ground. “Oh well,” he panted. “It was a nice idea.”

I leaned down to kiss him and ruffled his hair, releasing that sweet apple-y scent I had noticed the first day we’d met. It still released clouds of tiny butterflies deep within my stomach. “Hey – it still is. Present tense. Good motivation for me to get myself in better shape!”

“Aw, man, you don’t have to…. Wait, did you say ‘dang’ a second ago?” He smirked.

“Um, yes?”

“Who says ‘dang’?” he laughed, poking me in the belly. “Come on, Cody – you don’t need to follow my sister’s rules. Fucking swear, dammit!”

“Well, damn!” I laughed along with him. “I guess you’re fucking right, you cute little bastard.”

He threw his arms around my neck and kissed me aggressively, seeming to really get off on ‘corrupting’ me. I grinned against his mouth and started rubbing my cock against him again, pushing him up against the nearest wall.

“Mmm… mmmm…. Pancakes!” he blurted out between kisses. “Bacon!”

“Right!” I gasped, releasing him and taking a few moments to catch my breath and let my hard-on settle down a little. “Whew!”

“We’d better put some clothes on before we get carried away. I mean, I’d love you to fuck me all day long, but we do need to refuel in between.”

“Your logic is sound, little bro.”

He slapped a hand over his mouth and stifled a laugh. “Oh shit, that sounds so wrong.”

“What, you don’t want to be my little brother?” I teased. “C’mon now, it was your idea. Remember last night, when we were ordering pizza? You said I was the best brother ever.”

“Yeah,” he agreed, leaning close to me. He put his lips next to my ear and whispered: “And then we sucked each other’s dicks… and you put yours up my little virgin ass... bro.”

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10 thoughts on “Her Little Brother’s Pussy Is Tighter Pt 2

  1. Bunz4urdog says:

    Please, please, please have another part to this, there is room for a finalized end. Again one of the better reads udatz has offered.

  2. Joey boy says:

    Awww sweet! Such a great recount of the joys of gaying off vs dicking around with evil nasty women. Why any guy deals with such crazy creatures instead of enjoying the pleasures only a man can give each other is incredible!

  3. Bri Butterfly says:

    This story is so touching to me I cried all though it as if it was me in the story. As just recently having a similar situation. I read this story out loud to my new boyfriend at times we were both in tears. Thank you so much , brilliant writing ❤️💜💖🔥💯

  4. frank says:

    Now that was lovely story. It is good that they finally got rid of the bitch sister/girl friend in the end. I am sure they will have some years of bliss now and lots of sex

  5. Steve says:

    It amazing we find love in the most unusual places I hope that that gril realize what she has lost and cody and jules have a long life together now we need part 3 to tie up the loos ends

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