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Subject: The Little Spy Chapter 1 Welcome to my next chapter. If you enjoy this site then please, if you can, donate to Nifty at fty Im grateful for a place to express myself and you should be too. Enjoy! The little spy Parts or all of this story may be 100% true, or, 100% false. I lean towards the former. I used to spy on my older step brother. I had learned as most boys about my penis at a young age. I was 11 yrs old. Waking up one morning with this hard “Thing” under myself. I was scared, thought something was wrong with me, but, it felt amazing at the same time. I found myself grinding my mattress with my underwear on. Discovering this new found sensation. I kept at it then my Catholic up bringing popped into my head. Masturbation is bad…. Youll go to Hell as its a Cardinal Sin…… so I stopped. Being an Altar Boy and Having an Uncle who was a devout Priest, I would never I never went very far with the exploring. Until I did. I spent many days exploring this new found pleasure. I’d get a raging hard on in middle school and have to hide it. As I’m sure most of the other boys did as well. I had already been shooting loads of cum 2 or 3 times a day for years, I was addicted. I enjoyed my solo activities until my older step brother moved in with us. He was 17, I was 14. I went through my normal pubescent ritual, hard cock, jerk it, cum…. I didnt have fantasies as a teen, just relishing in my pleasure by myself. My younger sister wasnt a fascination, nor my mom, and not even my Dad. Although while in the bath I’d try to catch a gaze at his penis when hed come in to the bathroom if şişli travesti I was bathing. Just to see how we compared. We didnt compare. I was young, smoothish, about 6″ hard. My Step Dad had a smaller cock…flacid barely noticeable. I knew genes were on my side. So my 14 year old self said to me. Fast Forward. As I mentioned before, my step brother moved in with us. I never mentioned the year because before now I didnt consider it relevant. Its 1983. The music, Hair Rock, the denim preppy clothes lol, and even worse Mullets and inane hair cuts…break dancing, the first Jordan High Tops no one tied the laces on. My step brother, Ron….17 yrs old. 6 feet tall. Similar to a Skater boy look nowadays. As we didnt know each other that well I didn’t think much of him. Just a new distraction that seemed to always push my moms buttons. Being a Freshman and he was a Junior, we had little in common. I was just into the beginning of High School and he knew the ropes pretty much. He grew up in Portland Oregon. Not that where he grew up is relevant, but he was more free with self pleasure. So to speak. I was highly confident with my masturbation techniques as a young naieve teen. Till I happened to catch a glance at a natural while I was walking by his room going to my own. He always left his room door cracked about 3 to 4 inches when he was in there. What stopped me in my tracks this time was the sounds I heard. A slight deep moan escaping his throat, shallow breathing, occasional gasps. I didnt really know this new step brother of mine. I wasnt sure if he was having a seisure or beylikdüzü travesti what was going on. So I stopped and looked ionto the crack in his door. I could see him under his covers. sheets and blankets bouncing at his crotch area. Suddenly I knew exactly what he was doing and I could feel my own cock rising. I started rubbing myself through my pants and quickly had a hard on like I never had before. Watching him stroke his cock, listening to his moans….I couldnt see his cock but I was wishing I could. It didnt take long for his moans to turn into grunts and he climaxed under his covers. I quickly removed myself from the crack in his door and went to my own room. I thought my own cock was going to explode due to how hard it was. I dropped my pants and quickly shot out 5 or 6 heavy streams of cum all over my desk. Fuck, so intense that was. I made a deal with myself I was going to try and spy on my step brother more often. The next couple of weeks went by uneventful. When he was in his room with the door cracked I’d glance in for a couple seconds just to see if he was masturbating again. Usually he was doing homework or messing with motorcycle magazines. I had a dance at my school this night so I was needing to get ready soon. I took a shower, got my cool 80s clothes on and left for the dance. My parents were also going out on a date night they said. I stayed at the dance for a couple hours and was getting bored and tired. I saw these kids all day today. I was over it. Arriving home I didnt see my brother in the living room or kitchen. It was 9pm, I saw his door istanbul travesti was cracked and the light was on. I thought to myself, its awfully early for bed. Whats he doing. Reading most likely. As I was heading to my own room, just across the hall from his, I glanced at the opening in the door. Laying on his bed, blankets at his waist was my naked brother stroking his cock. I had never seen it before and I have to say it was amazing. 8″ long ( I found out later) big hairy hanging balls. He was just laying back, stroking his huge meat and I could see his balls bouncing. I felt my cock quickly get rock hard. I was so turned on by the site I just pulled my own out. Standing right there in the hallway. I tried to match him stroke for stroke. I was really getting into this. He started moaning a bit, his breath sped up, I could see his hips moving and his muscles at his abdomen tighten. Then there it was. A huge cum geyser erupted from his fat cock head. I was mesmorized as 7 or 8 big streams shot all over his face and chest. as he slowed down I could see the remenants of his load seeping out and running down his shaft and balls. I disappeared out of his doorway in a flash. My own hard cock in my hand. I couldnt believe I had just witnessed that. My head felt dizzy as I jacked my cock off as fast as I could. I must have moaned out loud as I blew my load because I heard my step brother call my name in a questioning way. “Rob?” he said. Im now in a panic because my load is shot on my desk and its gonna be hard to explain if he walks in here. “Just a second!” I said. He says, “OK its no biggie, I just heard something and was making sure it was you is all. Gnight.” Whew!! I think to my self. “Gnite, sleep well” I said. More chapters to follow if you enjoyed this installment. Please do offer your feedback and comments. Chapter 2 is in the works.
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