Mama and Papa are thrilled to see me, their youngest son, and are full of questions about my life in Boston as we dine on moussaka, calamari, salad and drink wine. My older brother Nikos is very quiet — unusual for him. He seems anxious.
Nikos is not interested in a long, drawn-out dinner. Something else is on his mind.
“Mama, Yiannis has had a long flight. We should let him get some rest.” He looks my way and winks.
Now, I’m the one feeling anxious. We’ll be in the same bedroom we shared in our youth and teen years. My mouth became reacquainted with his cock on the drive home from the airport.
In the car we laughed about his playing Socrates to my playing his student. If you know Greek history, you know what I’m talking about. But as bedtime approaches,
I wonder if I can accommodate him.
Nikos is long — 7 1/2 inches — and the head of his penis is huge, so much so that it stretches his veiny foreskin into a translucent sheet. Will it fit inside me? Can I take the pain when it is all the way in? Will he go slowly and wait for my ass to get used to his cock? Nikos is not the most patient of men.
“May I have more Agiorgitiko?” I ask, and Mama fills my glass with Greek red wine. Nikos is watching me with a dirty grin. What is he thinking?
Mama speaks, “Yiannis, you had better go to sleep early tonight like your brother says. He can tuck you in and make sure you are OK, just like old times.” The innocent look on her face says that she has no clue what her two sons are capable of in that bedroom.
We take our leave. We are in our old bedroom. I can hear the door being locked. Nikos still has that odd grin on his face. He grabs me and pushes me onto his bed. His full weight is on top of me as he pulls my head closer and kisses me hard. I feel his tongue invade my mouth. He grips my neck as he sucks on my lips and tongue. What the hell happened to him in the eight years we’ve been apart? He is like a savage beast.
Nikos breaks the kiss and informs me, “We are not going to have gentle sex like we did eight years ago. I hope you like it rough. Do you understand what I mean? Now kiss me, little bro; show me how much you want me.”
My lips press onto his. He tastes like the wine we’ve been drinking. My brain feels foggy and I feel passive. I wish I had skipped that last glass.
Nikos has had enough of kissing. He undoes my belt and pulls off my sneakers and pants. I stand in just my black BVDs.
“You’re pumped up, Yiannis; look at your muscles. You were a boy the last time we were together and now you are a man.”
It is true. The Boston Sports Club has transformed my body from skinny to robust. While I am just over 5-6, I am 175 pounds and could pass for an Olympic wrestler.
Nikos raises himself off the bed and strips. “I am a man also,” he gloats and flexes his muscles. He has the perfect build — 6 feet tall, slim and toned, about 160 pounds with black hair in all the right places.
He jumps on top of me and uses his knees to grip my head. He is still wearing his white cotton briefs. He pulls me by the ears closer to his crotch.
“I see that you are hungry for your brother’s cock. I can see you licking your lips.”
He isn’t wrong. Since I sucked him in the car earlier and swallowed his cum, I haven’t thought about anything else. I nod a yes, but that’s not enough. He grabs my nose and twists it. “Say it — say you want your big bro’s dick in your mouth.”
I’m so eager for another taste, I go along with his ego games. “Yes, I want it badly, Nikos. You are so sexy.”
He threads his cock through the fly of his briefs. “Look at it, Yiannis. Tell your big bro what you love about his dick.
He’s laying on the ego stroking a little thick, so I ignore his order and try to get my mouth on it. He pushes my head away. “Not yet, little bro. Tell me why you love my dick.”
“It’s fucking beautiful,” I blurt out. “ Tall, just like you, and the head is so big it stretches your foreskin to the limit.” While I’m loathe to share how much experience I have in Boston, I add, “I never saw a dick as nice as yours.”
Nikos pulls his foreskin back and pushes the head onto my nostrils. “It smells delicious, right? Take a whiff.”
Since he is rubbing it under my nostrils, what does he expect me to do?
“What does it smell like, Yiannis, does it smell sweet?”
I fumble for an answer. It doesn’t smell sweet at all, it smells ripe, even more than it did in the car. I’m picking up the flavor of dried cum and piss, plus something else. I don’t want to offend him. What if he gets pissed off and stops letting me suck it?
I search for a neutral word. “It smells strong, Nikos, really strong.”
“That’s exactly how I want my cock to smell,” he says. “That’s why I didn’t shower when we got home, even though I sweated up a storm in the car. I remember how my unwashed dick made you crazy years ago.”
Nikos feels my erection through my undies. “So I see that your big brother turns you on — eh?” He drags his penis over my lips. “If you love my cock so much, why don’t you kiss it?
I’m really drunk, but his scent has sent me into orbit. I press my lips against the head and smother it with kisses.
“Look up at me while you kiss it,” he orders. “And then stick your tongue inside my foreskin. Clean it for me.”
I don’t remember his being this piggy eight years ago, but it’s making me crazy with lust.
I’m eager to get the preliminaries over. I really want to suck his cock till he comes again. His load in the car was delicious. I make another move to get it in my mouth, but he pushes my head away again.
“That’s not what I want tonight, Yiannis. “Don’t you know where I want to put my dick? Ya know you’ve been wiggling your ass at me since we were teenagers, playing innocent as you teased me, then leaving me with blue balls. Now you are going to pay up.”
The die is cast. I am going to get fucked — revenge-fucked, it seems — by my big brother. I’m so turned on that I have stopped worrying if my hole can take him.
Nikos makes me raise my legs in the air and slaps my butt cheeks hard. He grabs the elastic of my briefs and rips them off. What’s left is dangling around one leg.
“Fuck,” he cries, “Your ass has gotten much hairier than the last time I saw it. It’s almost as hairy as mine.”
He moves off the bed and shucks off his tightey-whiteys. He stands over me and pushes his ass onto my face. Gawd, it’s even more beautiful than I remember — meaty and round. His crack is covered in black hair that contrasts nicely against his olive-skinned butt. His fur runs up the crack and makes a patch at the small of his back. It smells of sweat and whatever else informs a man’s ass who has been sweating for hours in the Greek heat.
He sees me gawking. “I bet you want to stick your tongue in there, am I right, Yiannis?” He pulls his cheeks apart and shows me his pink hole. “
I am transfixed. Just as I’m ready to dart my tongue inside, he stops me. “You are going to lick my ass for sure this week, but not tonight. It’s your ass that is getting the attention.”
Nikos parts my cheeks and runs his finger up and down my crack. “It needs moistening,” he says. He drools spit onto my hole and lathers it. ”Bro, you are much sexier than you were as a teenager. Your ass is a prize. Your workouts have made it big and firm, the way I like it. And I love hairy asses.”
Jeez, for someone supposedly straight, he seems to be an expert on the subject of hairy asses, which I doubt any of his girlfriends have. Were there reasons for his divorce other than “not wanting to be married”? He has always been a ladies man, but did he develop a taste for men after we had sex eight years ago?
“That’s enough lubrication,” he says. he raises my legs in the air and orders me to grip my hamstrings to hold my ass where he wants it. He looks crazed as he slaps his cock on my butt cheeks. I am ready for his assault.
“Tell your big bro what you want,” he brays. Damn, we are back to his verbal games.
I’ve come this far, I have to play along.
“I want it,” I blurt out.
“You want it?” What do you want?”
“Your beautiful dick.”
“You want it where?”
“I want your big dick up my ass, bro. Please give it to me.”
This satisfies his ego. He stabs at my hole and pushes the head perhaps an inch inside.
“You better loosen up for me, Giannis, or I’ll ram it all the way inside in one stroke. You won’t like that, but remember I’ve been waiting eight years to nail your ass.”
Unlike the gentleman I knew growing up, Nikos has morphed into something of a brute.
As I look at his handsome face, I push my hole outward and think about how good his cock is going to feel. I imagine a picture of the head entering me.
He pushes another inch inside beyond my ring. Then he moves in another two inches. That’s when it starts to hurt like blazes. Apparently, my ass isn’t as ready as my imagination to take his cock.
“Wait a second, bro, let me get my bearings. I need to get used to you.”
I told you he wasn’t patient. He ignores me and pushes in another two inches and it really hurts. He sees the pain on my face and mercifully stops for a minute. Then he slaps my butt cheeks again, this time harder.
“Open up for my cock, you tease. You’ve wanted me to fuck you since we were teenagers. Now I’m giving you what you always wanted.”
After a few more thrusts, he gives me more time to get used to his size. I prompt myself to loosen up when — wham — he impatiently plunges all 7 1/2 fat inches inside while I groan in pain.
“Giannis, your ass is nice and tight. Now tell your big bro how good it feels with my dick all the way inside.”
Once I catch my breath and he moves his cock in and out, it starts to feel pleasurable. I have been mostly a top in Boston, but since it’s my hot brother doing me, I am eager to please him. And I’m really liking that he like it rough.
“It feels amazing,” I blurt out.
Those words are his cue to fuck me with fury. He grabs my wrists and pulls them over my head in a gesture of domination, then kisses me hard. That show of affection helps me turn the corner. I let myself go and let him have me.
I have to admit that my aggressive brother knows how to fuck a guy’s ass. Mine can’t be the first one he’s nailed..
Nikos grips my wrists. “Get ready,” he says. “I’m going to long-dick you now — I’ll go in hard, then out hard. After this, you’ll never be satisfied by the Boston guys you let fuck you.” That sounds as if he’s a little jealous of the fuck buddies he imagines I have.
To be sure Nikos has changed from the gentlemanly brother I knew to someone full of himself, but he is so sexy, it’s OK. He deserves to brag.
His pounding my ass has moved me to the edge. I feel an orgasm coming. Without touching myself, an enormous load jets onto my stomach. I don’t remember ever coming so much or coming with no my hands on my cock. Apparently, a rough fuck suits me.
Nikos is impressed as well. “How did you do that? I’ve never seen a guy come that way.”
I wonder if he realizes he is admitting that he has fucked guys before.
As his dick works my hole, it switches on an electric current that runs all the way to my toes. I hear him let out a loud moan and his cock pulsates. I picture him filling my ass with Greek cum.
I have to laugh at myself how much I worried that I wouldn’t be able to handle his dick.
We brothers have achieved something that I have never felt with anyone else: A powerful orgasm that leaves us both satisfied. I have total respect for his talent as a top guy.
Nikos spoons me as we fall off to sleep in his bed.
My alpha dog brother is going to give me the hottest week of my life.
