Chapter 7- Their perfect weekend comes to a close.
AIDEN
I woke up to the feeling of Carter rubbing my leg. I slowly opened my eyes to see him kneeling between my legs, gently feeling my thighs.
Seeing me get up, he leaned in for a kiss and spoke, "Finally. Good morning little bro."
I rubbed my eyes and replied, "How long have you been up?"
He thought for a bit, "Um, about an hour or so?"
Surprised, I asked, "An hour? What have you been doing for an hour?"
He blushed a little then admitted, "Watching you sleep. You're were just so peaceful that I didn't want to wake you." Just then he smirked, "Did you know that you touch yourself while you sleep?"
I rubbed his chest, "Oh yeah?"
He rubbed me back, "Yeah." He started to kiss my neck, "First you start to rub your chest, and lightly play with your nipples." He moved down and gently licked each nipple. He looked up, "Like this." Continuing his story, he moved down to my crotch, "Then you move your hand down towards your soft cock and start rubbing it, ever so slightly." Sure enough, he started took my soft dick in his hand. "I watched as it grew in your hand and you started to jerk it a few times."
I sat up as he continued to jerk me, asking, "So what did I do next?"
He smirked, "Well, eventually you stop before you get close. You then bring your hands back to your sides and you cock shrinks down to its normal size."
I took my cock in my hand and gently slapped it on his tongue and pleaded, "It's aching for you."
He flashed me that famous Carter smile that made me weak in the knees and started to take my cock in his mouth. By now, he was able to take it all the way down with ease. I watched and felt as the tip of my dick disappeared in his throat; a feeling that almost made me cum instantly. I eased up a bit, then started to thrust my cock deeper into his throat, each time feeling as if I was going deeper and deeper. Carter stared at me as I fucked his mouth, telling me with his eyes that he wanted more and more. Every so often, he could gag and pull out, leaving a trail of spit from my cock to his mouth. The more he gagged, the more his eyes started to water.
As he rubbed his eyes, I told him that I was close. And after giving me a nod, I started to fuck his mouth faster and faster. I closed my eyes and tried to suppress my need to cum; making that feeling of ecstasy last as long as I could. But as Carter pushed his head up against my cock once more; his lips grazing my short pubes, I completely lost it. With a load moan, I sprayed my huge load inside his mouth. I watched him as he closed his eyes, locked his lips around my pulsating cock and tried to suck up every last drop that spewed down his throat. But it was all too much; streams of cum started seeping out of his lips and began running down his chin.
I watched in amazement as my brother greedily fed himself the cum that missed his mouth: wiping it up with his fingers, and then licking them dry. He ate everything, then looked up to me with his sweet blue eyes, like a kid who finished all his ice cream and begged for more. God, I wish I could give him more.
He licked his fingers once more than commented, "Ever since last night, when I got just a taste of your juice; I knew I'd be wanting more."
I smiled and leaned in to kiss those cum stained lips, "Carter, just seeing you with a mouth full of my cum and see it dripping down your chin were almost enough to make me blow again."