1. Sam's Saturday Night


    Date: 10/2/2015, Categories: First Time, Author: JennyGently, Rating: 21, Source: LushStories

    of sex…” “You’re making it worse now,” I grinned. This time he could tell I was pulling his leg, and he grimaced. “Well it just seems like everyone can do it except me. I thought I had a chance with Mary but now…” “... you don’t think you’ll ever be able to fuck anyone?” “I guess so,” he mumbled then a frown came over his face, “Can I talk to you, Sam?” “Of course. I’m a bit whammied with the wine but…” “And I’m a bit full of beer. Maybe that’s why I feel I could tell you.” “Tell me what, little bro?” He looked me in the eye then stared at his feet. “That’s why Mary and I split up!” he said dully, “she isn’t really frigid; we tried to have sex but... but every time we tried, I couldn’t stop myself cumming! Before I could stick it in her, I came all over and lost my hard on!” “Every time?” He nodded. “Sometimes I came before she’d even got her knickers off. I’ve messed up so many pairs of pants it’s unreal,” he said miserably. “And she dumped you because you couldn’t fuck her?” “We had a row about Mike chatting her up but we both knew what the real problem was,” he confessed, his voice quite badly slurred now, “Sam, I don’t know what to do!” My heart was aching for him. Robbie, my little brother was more upset than I had ever seen him. The sisterly protective side of my character desperately wanted to help him but couldn’t think what to do. Then the drunk, party girl side of my nature came to my rescue. “You’re doing okay right now, little brother!” I smiled nodding at his ...
    crotch where, unbeknown to him, his cock had become hard and its smooth, rounded head was sticking out through the fly at the front. “Jesus, Sam!” he exclaimed, his hands flying to his groin to cover his embarrassment. I laughed – I hoped reassuringly. “Don’t be a baby! It’s not as if I’ve never seen a boy’s cock before!” The wine was talking now rather than the girl, “actually as you’ve just suggested, I’ve seen rather a lot of them!” “But not mine, Sam! Not my cock! Jesus! How much have you had to drink?” “Just about enough,” I said, looking him straight in the eye as the ‘good idea’ came to me. “What do you mean?” “I mean let’s see just how bad a hair trigger you’ve got…” Even now I’m not sure what I intended to do but I put my hand on his and tried to prize his fingers away from his cock. He fought back, his hands still covering his bulge. “You don’t need to be shy, Robbie,” I tried to reassure him, determined not to be beaten. I put both hands on his and pulled again, giggling. “Let’s see what Mary’s missing shall we?” I felt his grip loosen and immediately slipped my hand under his fist and gripped the shaft that was now protruding fully from his shorts. My fingers closed on a surprisingly thick pole of warm muscle. I squeezed him firmly. “No! Sam, don’t…!” The first rope of semen hit me full in the face a second later, sticking to my right cheek like soggy pasta. I gasped, only for the second and third ropes to land half-in and half-out of my mouth. “Jesus!” I gasped, ...
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