When I was growing up we lived in a three bed house. I lived there with my parents, sister and an older brother who was two years older than me. We had to share a room.

I have always looked up to my brother and admired him. As I went into my teens I began to notice his body more when he changed in our room. I noticed how his body was developing & for the first time began to notice his cock. I would use these visions in my mind as I began to explore my own body.

The site of him naked was a major turn on for me and the reason for my many hours spent pleasuring myself. I would finger my ass imaging his cock there. I found it a huge turn on when he got out of the shower and would dry himself in front of me, as he towelled himself his cock would grow hard with him trying to hide it behind the towel. I would make all sorts of excuses to be in the room at that time.

As time pasted and we got a little older I decided I wanted and longed to touch his cock, by now he had started going out weekends with his friends drinking in the local public houses, this gave me a chance to carry out my plan. I would pretend to be asleep and await his return. I could hardly keep my hands off my cock as I lay there with my cock throbbing more hard than ever.

As time went by he returned drunk after a while he entered our room undressed and went to bed. I lay in the dark for what seemed like hours waiting for him to go to sleep. After about 30 mins I decided to try out my plan.

I slipped out of bed and crept over to his bed and poked him to see if there was any reaction. He did not move. I sat on the floor by the side of him so I was level with his cock... My own cock was straining at the thought of what I was about to do. I slipped my hand under his quilt making my way to his cock. I moved my hand up his leg brushing past his balls and hit my mark. I brushed my shaking hand over it, looking to see if there was any movement from him. His cock felt hot on the back of my hand I then decided to hold his cock as I had longed to do. WOW I now had his hot cock in my hand, even better than I had imagined. I began to move my hand up & down feeling it grow in my hand stretching the foreskin to the tip and back down. The feeling of another cock in my hand was becoming too much, my own cock was covered in pre-cum.

After a couple of strokes he was fully hard in my hand, I continued to wank his hard cock feeling his pre-cum lubricating the shaft, making it nice & slippery. I was in ecstasy finally carrying out the act I had dreamed of for so long. It was not long before I felt his cock tense with him spurting his cum into the darkness under his quilt. This made me jump, I quickly let go and went back to my bed. I waited to see if he had awoken but he was still in a deep drunken sleep. Boy was that hot, I now used the same cum covered hand that was just on my bro to wank my own cock, I did not last long with all the tension built up in my own balls.

I made sure I was out of the room before he stirred the next morning. This became my weekend fun for a while getting more daring as time went by.

I would always listen out to hear if he had returned home drunk and as a teen it was most weekends.

I would always wank him until his cock became hard carrying on until he would cum, pulling his cock fast sometimes slow, at times I would use my other hand to catch the cum to rub over my own cock, lying on my own bed rubbing his cum into my cock and over my ass mixing our cum together. Sometime he would stir sending my heart into overdrive. The best times had to be when he would thrust back into my hand like he was fucking me.

This went on for a couple of years until he left for uni, shame because I missed it