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My first memoir in a new diary. My old diary was filled with stories and stories of girls I've fucked and turned but after this incident that happened on 23/4/2027 I had to start a new diary.
So... I was angry that mum was remarrying. I really hate the thought that she couldn't keep her pussy at check after dad's death and jumped into another man's arms. However, she kept reassuring me that it's going to be fine but I hate it as hell. But seriously, Diary, The first time I saw my step brother, I don't know when I wet my pants. He was so fucking hot. Curly, blond hair, hazel eyes, nice body with the perfectly shaped ass and the outline of cock.... mouthwatering. OMG!!!! I wanted to rip his clothes off right and suck his balls dry. But he gave me cold shoulders even when I introduced myself to him, telling me. off that he doesn't agree to our parents marriage. Naturally, I was a straight guy and I fucked anything with a hole. But after the incident with me and a gay bully, I realized that balls can actually be more sweeter than holes. Mum and I moved in, and we began to attend thesame school. His dad made us share thesame room which only torture me the more each time I see him come out of the bathroom. I can't count how many masturbation I've had in his name not until luck smiled on me one night, Eric was sitting on his bed, flipping through the pages of a p**n magazine. He discreetly had his hand on the growing bulge in his skimpy little boxer and I was lying in my bed, copying some notes. Looking at him turns me on so much that I failed to hide my own burgeoning hard-on as I pinned the pen on my note trying to act like I wasn't looking. It was around 1 am, everywhere was silent then Gabriel put down his magazine and announced he was going to sleep. He asked if I could turn off the light, and I giggled, sensing what he was about to do. To rub himself off probably. I flipped off my lamp and pretended to drift off to sleep since he also faced the opposite direction like he was sleeping. I lay quietly, listening to the tell-tale sounds of Eric stroking his cock. Sure enough, though he tried to be quiet, but I could hear his breathing quicken, punctuated by almost silent moans. I figured he was too engrossed in his own fantasy to notice the sounds coming from my side of the room, so I hooked my underwear under my balls and proceeded to stroke my 8-incher while picturing Eric in all his naked glory walking toward my bed. So engrossed in my own pleasure, I didn't notice that Eric was really standing by my bed until he sat down beside me and placed his hand on my thigh. "It seems we have the same problem," he said, staring at my fully erect cock. He stroked his own dick slowly as he rubbed the inside of my thigh. "Maybe we could help each other out." I stammered out a reply. "What do you mean?" I tried to pretend. I shouldn't show him that I was eager or has been wanting him and I nervous as hell. My first gay fuck was a rape and my sexual later experience aside from girls was my own masturbation. "Come on. I know you look always at me and I do listen each time you masturbate" He demanded again making me heave a sigh. He knows I always masturbate? Breaking a slow sigh, I asked "Are you... Are you gay?" He smiled. "You have a nice body and big cock for my liking. Even a straight guy will want to suck you" Diary, I can't explain the euphoria that lit up my mind. His compliment was like drums of joy and a smile crept up my face. "Why did you always snub me then?" He pressed my thigh again, "Stepbro, are we spending the whole night on chit chatting?" Oh. I quickly jerked up and looked down timidly. "Yeah. But what if someone hears us." "We'll just have to be quiet" With that, he moved his hand from my thigh and slowly began stroking my cock. His hands were smooth and his touch was hot and gentle, but rough at the same time. Diary, the feeling was heaven and I wanted to cry tears of joy but I better hold it. He held the shaft as he rubbed my piss slit with his thumb. God, I let out a groan, my whole body was raging with fire. I grabbed his cock urgently he continued to massage mine, and ran my hand on it for the first time. His dick was about 8 inches long and really thick. I didn't think a 18 year old could have a dick that big. Perhaps he used cock enlargement pills. But pills or not, I don't want to hear it. I repeated the motions he was doing nonstop until I began to cry for real. The salty taste of tears made me realize it that I was really crying. Crying because my dream of fuckin Gabriel came true. Despite the little tears, I didn't let go, I wanted to taste him, to wrap my lips around that glorious cock until it almost chock me to death. Gabriel must have sensed the time was right, because he let go of my dick and stood up. He slipped his underwear to the floor and then pulled mine off me and then climbed in bed with me. He straddled my thighs and rubbed his cock against mine. I lay there as he pinched my nipples and massaged my stomach. He poked his finger in my belly button. Then he leaned forward and brought his face down to mine and kissed me. My mouth opened instinctively and our tongues met and intertwined. When it seemed we would both pass out from lack of oxygen, he broke the kiss and began to crawl up my torso, dragging the tip of his dick through the hair on my chest. I smiled as he rested his balls on my chin, his cock sitting squarely on my nose and forehead. Without thinking, I opened my mouth wide, using my tongue to guide those 2 fat, juicy orbs inside. All thanks to p**n and XXX, I was prepared for this. He gasped as I began to suck his balls, gently at first, then with more force like he would disappear if I stop. As he lifted his balls from my mouth, I sucked hard, causing a popping sound as they exited. I reached up and grabbed his cock, and guided it between my lips, moaning like a little gay boy that I was. Gabriel dripped his hand into the hole of my nose, and as painful as it was, it made me more hornier, now arching for him to dip it in my ass. He later removed his finger from my nose and lowered his dick straight into my waiting mouth. This was my first cock, and being inexperienced, I gagged a little but quickly grew accustomed to it and began to suck like the natural born cocksucker. Gabriel slowly fucked his red hot prick in and out of my mouth and I used my tongue the object happily. This continued for a few minutes until I decided to take a more aggressive stance. I grabbed his hips and rolled him off me and onto his back, the whole time, never releasing my hold on his cock. I proceeded to suck him for what seemed like forever. Gabriel was enjoying my attentions and he began to moan and ran his fingers through my hair, down my back to my ass. I felt his fingers exploring between my cheeks, searching my hole. He circled his fingered around it but couldn't reach far enough to place more than the tip inside. He commanded me to stop but I don't want to stop and suck him more faster until he suddenly slap my mouth. "I rule this bed now" he whispered and I loved it. I nodded and obeyed as he made his way down to the end of the bed. I stayed on my stomach and he spread my cheeks apart. Suddenly, I felt something warm and wet against my asshole. I looked over my shoulder to see his face buried in my ass. He was eating my ass. Gabriel's tongue darted in and out. Fuck!! That felt so goddamned good. Then he pushed one finger inside my depths, twisting around, going in and out. Then, the pressure got greater as he inserted first a second then a third finger into my hole. I was thoroughly enjoying this, and wanted more. I looked back at him and uttered the words that would send me to heaven. "Fuck me, Gabriel. Fuck me with that cock." He smiled as he positioned himself. Slowly, he inserted his still spit slick cock. First, the head entered and he paused for a moment. Even though he had tried to loosen me up with his fingers, it hurt like hell. But the last thing I wanted was for him to stop. I begged him to push it all the way in. Gabriel obliged, sliding his 8 inch cock all the way in until I felt his pubic hair against my ass. He remained still for a minute or so to allow me to adjust. The pain subsided and was quickly replaced with pleasure. I now knew what heaven was. It was a long, thick cock buried deep in my guts. Gabriel fucked me slowly at first, but he began to pick up speed. The sound of skin slapping against mine, the feel of his balls swinging far enough to slap against mine, the grunts coming from his lips and mine drove us both over the edge. I buried my face in my pillow to muffle the sounds of ecstacty. Gabriel bent over me and bit the back of my neck. I wanted this to last forever. But, Gabriel whispered in my ear that he was about to cum. I turned my head just enough to brush his lips before he brought himself upright, and plowed deep into my ass. With several short, quick thrusts, he emptied himself into me. I could actually feel his load shooting deep in my guts. This was all I could take. I reached between my legs and stroked out the biggest load i had ever had. We collapsed in a sweaty heap onto the bed. Our breaths came in rapid bursts. I looked at Gabriel and smiled. He smiled back and then kissed me one last time. "Thanks. That was fucking fantastic." I just smiled. You know, that dumb smile you get after your first time. Gabriel and I continued our little sessions for several more days and months after. My mum and his Dad knew nothing and we never told them.John pulled out, his cum dripping from my well-used hole, and Marcus was already there, his tongue lapping at the mess, cleaning me with long, slow strokes. 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