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I was 23 and had just finished college and had to figure out what to do with my life. I was just starting a new career but still felt like something big was missing, and that was that I wanted someone to come home to after a long day and release some steam and cuddle.
I knew that I needed to do something. While I had many great friends it wasn’t the same. My friends weren’t going to show me the same affection as a significant other would show me and most of them were married so they weren’t going to come over after work and spend hours talking and cuddling, or fulfill my sexual desires.
Growing up I was pretty shy and was terrified of someone finding out about my secret, so I didn’t date or even have any sexual experiences, apart from sexting through dating apps when feeling horny or jerking off to gay porn. Most of the time it would relieve me temporarily but left me feeling even more empty. I wanted someone that I could share life with together and an image on the screen, while it was a temporary fix, wasn’t satisfying me for the long term.
No one knew my secret growing up except for my step-brother, Lucas, who accidentally walked in on me shortly after I turned 15, jerking off to gay porn. Lucas’s mom and my dad married when we were in elementary school so we grew up together. It was really exciting to learn that I was no longer going to be an only child and now was going to have a brother. While we weren’t brothers by blood, you wouldn’t have been able to tell with how close we grew. We did everything together. We shared everything with each other (other than me trying to hide this secret that I had been keeping). We even shared one of the two master bed/bathrooms together (our parents of course sharing the other one) until Lucas left for the military at 18.
As you could probably imagine I was super embarrassed when Lucas, who was 16 at the time, walked in on me mid-session and seeing that I was jerking off while watching two dudes fucking. Up until then it wasn’t too difficult keeping my secret and I learned to make jokes to hide this secret, but the secret was now out.
“Don’t worry, buddy” Lucas said to me. “I promise I won’t tell anyone about your secret; besides it’s nothing to be ashamed of anyways.”
There was something about the way that he always called me “buddy” that was really comforting and made me feel that I was safe when I was with him. I knew that he would have done anything to defend me if I was ever in trouble.
We spent the next several hours talking about what we were each attracted to and just life in general. I was obviously attracted to men while he was attracted to women and had a girlfriend who was the same age as him.
We had seen each other naked so many times since we shared a room and a bathroom so it was common for one of us to be showering while the other was getting ready, and I had even walked in on him jerking off on more than one occasion and he had walked in on me once as well. Lucas walking in on me and seeing me jerking off wasn’t what was embarrassing. When one of us accidentally walked in on the other we would just go about our business and not think anything of it. So Lucas walking in on me wasn’t a big deal. What was uncomfortable at first was that my secret was now out and Lucas knew that I was gay.
My biggest fear ended up not being reality. Lucas finding out that I was gay didn’t affect our relationship at all, and didn’t make him feel uncomfortable sharing a room with me. I actually think that we grew closer now that Lucas knew about my darkest secret and still remained supportive and protective of me.
Flash forward to when I turned 23. I had just graduated from university and had my own house and Lucas was off serving overseas in the army for the past 6 years. Two brothers that did everything together were now thousands of miles apart and got to see each other maybe once a year.
I was still single and at 23 very few people still knew about my secret leading to bad loneliness. And coming home to an empty house sucked and I desperately wanted someone that I could come home to after a hard day’s work and cuddle with in bed. I needed an actual long term relationship and needed more than just an occasional sexual encounter.
I knew I needed to do something, so I decided to join this gay dating app. I messaged several guys, but they never went anywhere. They were either only looking for someone to hook up with tonight or couldn’t hold a conversation. After about two weeks when I was just about to give up on finding someone, Justin messaged me. Justin was a really attractive guy who also served in the army and was expecting to be coming home in the next four months.
Justin and I started talking several times a day. We started off with an agreement that we were each looking for more than just sex or a quick way to get off when we were horny. The first week we spent our days talking about our beliefs and childhood. We talked about his coming out story and about how the fatih escort only person that knew until recently was my brother who had walked in on me jerking off to gay porn. We talked about where we saw ourselves 10 years from now and his experiences in the army.
After about a week things started heating up. He started talking about his sexual experiences and I mentioned that I was still a virgin but had a strong desire to experiment.
“I hope me being a virgin doesn’t bother you” I said ashamedly.
“Not at all” Justin replied. “You were saving yourself for the right person and I admire that. I wish I would have waited before jumping in bed with someone just to hook up.”
Over the next few days things started heating up even more. We started sharing our fantasies with each other and what we were looking forward to doing with and to each other when he got home. We had a plan that as soon as he got home, I was going to pick him up at the airport and he was going to stay over at my place for a few days so we could live out all of our fantasies with each other and relieve our sexual frustrations.
As I got older, I started getting more and more attracted to military guys, especially the army. There was just something about those really fit men in uniform that made me hot. The way those camouflage pants and that tight t-shirt showed off their amazing bodies got me hard and reaching for my cock every time.
I kept imagining Justin coming out of the bathroom after changing into his uniform and us making out, with me reaching down and rubbing his cock through his pants. When nice and hard, I would start undoing his belt and zipper before pulling down the pants that looked amazing on him, revealing his briefs that his hard cock was now poking out of. Then I would pull those briefs down and watch his hard cock pop out just an inch or two from my face.
I would then start by holding his cock out of the way while I spent a little time on his balls, before licking my way up his shaft. Justin would then pull off his shirt, revealing his amazing toned body. Then I would take as much of his hard 9 inch cock in my mouth as possible, while my hands were holding his amazing ass. I would look up at him often to watch his facial expressions while he shot his tasty load in my mouth, cum dripping out of the sides.
After getting up off the floor I would ask if he wanted to take a shower with me and have a little more fun. He would walk to the bathroom first so that I could watch the way his amazing bare ass moved when walking across the room.
After getting in the shower, we would start making out again, holding each other’s asses to push our naked bodies up against each other. He would then start working his way down my wet body, starting with my neck, then moving down to suck on each of my nipples. He would then move on to kiss my abs and then work his way down my treasure trail, getting as close to my throbbing 6.5 inch cock as possible.
In my texts I had told him that I was ashamed of how much smaller it was then his. While on his knees he would look up at me and tell me that it was the perfect size that would allow him to take the entire thing in his mouth. He would then get to work, starting off licking my shaft and then moving on to lick just the tip, driving me fucking crazy. Then he would take the entire thing in his mouth all the way to the base, staring up at me to watch my facial expressions. I would stare down at him the entire time, watching my penis disappear and then half of it reappearing a second later before disappearing again and the pattern continuing until I came in his amazing mouth.
But even cumming wasn’t enough for him to get up off the floor. Despite already shooting my load in his mouth, he continued working on my cock, this time going back to the head of my already wet penis and licking just the tip again like he did just a few minutes earlier. But this time he wouldn’t stop just focusing on the tip until I came again, this time getting some of my cum on his face.
After making me cum for a second time he would stand up, before gently turning me around and pushing me up against the wall of the shower.
“I want to fuck you so bad”, he would whisper in my ear.
“Fuck me please” I would respond. “I want to feel you inside of me.”
Knowing it was my first time being fucked and that his cock was very big he would use his right hand to rub some lotion on his cock and then use his fingers to rub some in my ass hole, but spending a little more time than what was needed so that he could finger me a little.
Then he would place his left hand on the wall while he used his right hand to gently shove his massive cock inside my tight ass. As he was thrusting behind me, he would reach around with his right hand to rub my cock while his left hand was still holding on to the wall.
He would keep going, softly talking dirty to me in my left ear while he kept çapa escort thrusting until he filled up my tight ass with his cum. Then after finishing up our shower, we would dry off, put on a comfortable pair of boxers and then spend the night spooning and cuddling.
Him being thousands of miles away was rough but at least we could make each other cum over text for the next few months until meeting in person and fulfilling some of the fantasies we had about each other.
Day after day we continued sharing new fantasies with each other and day after day I would lay in bed reading our texts and stroking my cock until making myself cum all over my abs.
One night we decided that we were going to attempt to cum as close together as possible.
I imagined him laying in bed in the barracks, shirtless, and pulling his pants down just far enough to expose his massive hard cock. We would each lay in bed stroking our cocks while sexting until we both shot our loads all over our stomach.
I told him that I was about to cum and he replied with “Cum for me baby”. After telling him that I just shot my load he told me that he was about to cum soon, just before he shot his load all over his amazing six pack.
After cleaning up the cum on my stomach I told him that it would have been so hot if one of his hot army buddies would have walked in on him while he was stroking his cock and then trying to pull his pants up to hide his massive erection. His buddy then laying on the bed, pulling Justin’s hard cock out, which was barely fitting in his pants at the moment anyways, and then finishing Justin off until he filled his buddies mouth up with cum.
Our texts about what we wanted to do with each other continued day after day. He was on my mind constantly and I got hard throughout the day just thinking about him, preventing me from wearing gym shorts or sweatpants while out in public.
A few days after our joint cum session, he asked me what I had on the agenda for the day. I told him that after work I was going to go for a massage to help me relax, although the massage was going to be professional. We joked about me thinking about him during the massage. I told him that it wasn’t a good idea.
“Why is that?” he asked me, while likely knowing the answer.
“Because I get hard just thinking about you” I replied.
The next day he told me about his fantasy about sneaking into the shower with each other at the gym after a workout and then sucking each other off, before sneaking out separately in an attempt to not get caught. The thought of potentially getting caught turned him on and made him hard just thinking about it.
Then another day I told him that it would be hot if he would invite one of his attractive army buddies to come over so that his friend could fuck me in the shower while he was on his knees sucking me off, with me coming in his mouth and his friend cumming inside of my tight hole. We both laid in bed that night jerking off just thinking about that scenario.
These sexting conversations continued daily for a month. That was until I found out that he was lying about who he was and had told me a fake name. He told me that he had to create a fake name to keep his true identity a secret because of the mission he was on but that I was too important to him to lose me so that he was going to give me his actual real name to save our relationship. He gave me what he told me was his actual real name and we went back to telling each other our fantasies again but this only lasted for a few more days. Once again I found out that he had lied about his name, breaking all trust this time.
This time I was completely done. I told him that I no longer trusted him and that I never wanted to speak to him again. I couldn’t continue a relationship (or whatever we really had) if I couldn’t trust him and definitely didn’t trust meeting him when he got back.
The next few weeks were difficult to say the least. I had spent the past month thinking that for the first time in my life I had found someone that I would be able to spend my life with. Someone that I would be able to come home to after a hard days worth. Someone I would be able to travel with and go out to dinner with, and share my darkest secrets with. Someone that I could live out my sexual fantasies with and that would be able to fulfill me sexually. Justin (or whatever his real name was) clearly wasn’t going to be that person. And out of frustration and anger I deleted that dating app and pretty much just gave up finding anyone. Despite never meeting in person, Justin came across as someone who was actually genuine but now, I felt like a fool for thinking that and for trusting him.
Several weeks went by and I went about my days working as many hours as I could and working out. I needed to find any way I could to distract myself from the loneliness of not having anyone to share life with, outside of a very select few friends, but then güngören escort having to come home to an empty house and sleep alone night after night.
One day I received a letter from Lucas who I had not seen in eight months now. Lucas was letting me know that he was going to be retiring from the army in two months and asked if it was possible to stay in my guest bedroom for a few weeks while he figured out what the next step was for him. I was ecstatic. My brother was now going to be coming home and I couldn’t wait to see him again and go out back to shoot some hoops and sit on the back porch with a steak and beer and spend hours talking about anything and everything like we use to when we were kids. So much has happened since I had seen him last and I wanted to tell him about all of it, including about Justin, although I had planned to keep out most of the graphic details.
The next two months seemed to have taken forever but I continued working as much as I could and working out daily, and doing whatever else I could find to keep me distracted and so that I didn’t have to spend my days in an empty house. But then the day finally came! Lucas was coming home and I was going to be leaving in a few hours to pick him up from the airport. I would at least have someone to talk to before and after work and not have to come home to an empty house, even if it wasn’t romantically and was only for the next few weeks while Lucas figured out what he was going to do with his life next. Being single I at least didn’t have to get permission from anyone to have my brother stay with me for awhile so that was one of the few positive things about being single.
The time finally came to leave to pick up Lucas. I arrived at the airport early and his flight was delayed for about an hour so I had some time to kill. I decided to grab a bite to eat and then walked around the terminal watching the planes land and take off. After seeing that his plane finally landed I got even more excited and rushed to the gate to greet my brother. After another few minutes, I saw him exiting the gate still in his uniform and ran over to him.
After giving me the longest hug that I had in my life and talking about how much we had missed each other, we went back to my house and spent the next few hours catching up like I was looking forward to and cooking some steaks on the grill.
Lucas was tired from the long flight so he decided to go to bed early and wanted to get up early and go for a run. Lucas worked out almost every day since he was 15, whether it was shooting some hoops, weight lifting or running. It being only 8:30 and not having to get up for work the next day, I decided that I wanted to stay up and read for awhile before going to bed.
The next morning I went to the kitchen to make breakfast and for a cup of coffee and Lucas was standing there in the kitchen, in nothing but some perfectly fitting briefs as he drank his coffee.
Lucas was always a very attractive guy and I guess I sort of had developed a crush on him as I got older, despite the shame of someone who was practically a brother to me, even though not by blood. Like I said before we shared everything with each other growing up and even into our 20s, except for that secret. When he went off to join the military at 18, he got even hotter, and me already being attracted to military guys may the attraction even worse.
Now Lucas was standing in my kitchen in some gray briefs that fit his shape perfectly. I tried desperately to not let my eyes wander from his perfectly define muscles to his six pack to the figure of his cock visible through his gray briefs. Everything about him was stunning.
It didn’t take long for me to start forming a tent in my sweatpants. As we talked I tried thinking about anything to distract myself and make my erection go away so that he didn’t notice but it was no use. No matter how hard I tried I kept glancing at his amazing body, and hoping that he wouldn’t notice.
After finishing his coffee he said that he had just come back from an early morning run before I got up and wanted to go for a shower to wash up. I finished my coffee and went to walk to my room when I noticed that he had left the bathroom door open while he showered. Anyone walking by would have gotten a glimpse of him standing there naked behind the glass shower door, just slightly steamed now from the hot water.
Part of me knew that I should just keep walking but I couldn’t help but glance at his muscular back and down over his perfect ass as the water dripped over his naked body. He had always spent a ton of time working out and it clearly showed. Him spending the last several years in the military clearly showed.
I started getting hard again just watching him and began rubbing my cock through my sweatpants. Just then he turned around and noticed me. I tried to play it cool and act like I was just walking by and then proceeded to walk away but it was no use. He called for me to come back.
“Fuck!” I thought to myself. “What is my brother going to think after catching me standing there spying on him while he was in the shower?”
I tried claiming that I was just walking by and that he must have forgotten to shut the door all the way, but I knew that he knew that it was a lie that I had just been walking by.
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