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There was no doubt at all that my brother was in charge. He was top dog, and I was his bottom, his to be used – the luckiest lad in the world.

I stared at him in wonder, aching in need. Jason plunged his face down to kiss me again, holding me captive with his mass and his hands. He bit my chin then worked down my neck and settled at my armpits where he drank of my sweat. Returning to my mouth, Jason released his hold and my free arms wrapped around his back. We devoured each other with lashing tongues and slurping lips as the surf of the Caribbean lapped against our naked bodies.

Then his hand went down and took hold of his cock which he pointed at my hungry hole. He eased himself down, looking and searching, knowing he could take, but refusing to accept until he was certain I was ready. I felt his cockhead pressing into me, prising open my ring, teasing me beyond measure with his unneeded restraint. I wanted to grasp his meaty buttocks, and pull hard so he would collapse on top of me, impaling me with his cock. But I waited instead, begging him with my eyes to take me.

He finally did, but slowly. He pushed with his hips and I tossed my head from side to side as his massive knob penetrated my rectum. I captured the big plum and clenched upon it, my chute pumping around the naked glans as I tried to suck him further in.

“Easy, bro’. You’ll get it all in due course. Just relax for a minute, and let me do what I want.”

“That’s exactly what I want, Jason: for you to do what you want.”

He grinned the sheepish grin which I remembered as a kid, melting my heart even more so now. Then he gently thrust, feeding me a fraction of his rigid shaft, before withdrawing again to repeat the action, and fuck my ring with his silky knob. Feeling myself drift away, I used my hands to grasp the sand. I could barely contain myself in the shallows as my horny big brother shallowly fucked me. It was a torture of ecstasy. He was driving me wild with this sensuous shagging of my ring. It was deliciously good but an agony of restraint. I wanted him fully in me, to take his whole cock and feel his groin on my butt cheeks. But much more than that, I want Jason do what he wanted, so I happily waited on him meeting his promise.

“Are you ready for more?”

“All of it!” I cried.

“Then that’s what you’ll get, bro’. So brace yourself.”

He fed it to me in a slow powerful thrust. I gasped and yelled as he sank deeper and deeper, my guts pulsing around him. Unable to control myself, my hands flew out to grab hold of his ass, nails clawing at his flesh as I pulled him in. My whole body erupted in a cacophony joy as his massive cock pushed ever onwards, invading territory that no man had ever encounter. Jason touched something so deep inside me, and it wasn’t just the length of his incredible dick which lit the fuse to an untapped yearning that now exploded with shattering force.

I howled to the moon like some primal beast as the enormity of his manhood filled me up. I felt a sharp stab near the end of the thrust, but embraced the pain which quickly passed. After an eternity of bliss he finally bottomed out, and I felt his heavy balls resting on my spine tail. He rooted himself deep and I pulsed around him, anally massaging his brotherly meat that felt so right inside me. Wonderfully stuffed like never before, I was gasping for air, choking on my pleasure. Not only had I found my brother at last, he was turning my fantasy into reality. I felt so happy I thought I might cry.

Jason looked down at me, and completed my joy with another sheepish grin. “Well done,” he said. “For an inexperienced lad, you’re taking me well. And it feels so snug and lively up there. I think I’m going to enjoy this, bro’”

The grin turned to a filthy smile as he made a few lingering thrusts. Then he withdrew, leaving only his knob inside me. I gasped at the loss of all that shaft, my chute aching for its return. Chuckling knowingly, Jason slid back in, and I almost died, it felt so good. He sawed me for a few minutes with long slow strokes, taking his time and looking like was enjoying his ride. I certainly was! The friction of his cock on my tightly stretched lining sent bolts of pure pleasure all around my body. I was moaning with delight, my whole body was shaking, quivering under his dominant control.

As the tempo speeded up into a steady fuck, I grabbed my legs and curled my ass higher so he could drill me even deeper. Happy to do so, Jason hooked the legs with his arms and captured me there. My hands were now free to ravish his body as he gathered momentum and shafted me faster. Then suddenly he was off. Without any warning he started banging away, the surf squelching between us as he hammered into my body with his wonderfully big incestuous prick.

It was absolute bliss. I was in heaven whilst lying in the Caribbean Sea. My whole body was on fire, steaming the water. I was screaming in ecstasy as he rammed in and out of me, slamming his groin into my welcoming ass, slapping his balls against the base of my back. With his deep pounding thrusts he shunted me along the sand as he plundered my asshole with relentless vigour, showing no mercy or restraint.

None was being asked for. It was an amazing fuck: pure and raw, totally wild. Scandalously incestuous, which for me was the best thing about it. Howling in bliss beneath my brother, I threw my head back, so the surf was rolling over my face, the salty water stinging my eyes. But it mattered not a jot. Nor was I bothered by the coarseness of the sand which grazed my back s I was pounded from above. The minor discomfort heightened my senses, and made the pleasure of Jason all the more intense as he mightily hammered into my ass. I was screaming so loud, totally lost in our sex. I was in the Caribbean – but I was taken to another world.

“Yes, Jason! Fuck me! Fuck me, big brother! Oh, Sweet Jesus, this is so bloody good!”

My whole body was in spasm. My legs were fighting against his arms, desperately trying to wrap around him. My arms were flaying, hands grabbing at sand and grabbing at flesh. I clung to his back and I grappled with his ass, hands pawing at his fabulously meaty buttocks as they powered his cock repeatedly into my body. More spray hit my face and splashed me to attention. I blinked away the brine then stared up at Jason who was staring back down at me, every muscle on his face straining with the intensity of his rutting. I raised my head and kissed him hard on the mouth, our tongues hungrily fencing, mingling saliva, as the salty water lapped at our sides.

And as he carried on fucking me so deep and hard, our mouths fought and I clung to Jason with all my strength. There was little subtlety to the shafting my brother now gave me, just good hard banging at a grateful bottom – a man taking his pleasure the way a top should, giving in return without needing to try.

It was so, so good. Better than any fantasy I could have contrived. After years of domestic lusting, and six more of resented separation, I had finally conjoined with my brother in the most mind-boggling and fulfilling way. So obviously I wanted the sex to drag on. I wanted this fuck to last forever and spend all eternity united with my brother in incestuous fornication. But we were made of mortal flesh, and nature had to take its course.

I could see the pending climax in his dark brown eyes. I was almost there as well, right at the edge. My whole body was on fire and ready to explode, stoked by my brother’s seismic shafting and the sheer bloody splendour of the big brute.

“Yes! Yes! Yes!” I yelled as I thrashed around and clawed at his flesh, digging my nails deep into his ass, leaving marks which weren’t allowed. “Oh Jason! Jason! I can’t hold back. I’m going to come!”

Hearing those words, Jason banged even harder, and totally tripped my switch. My balls erupted and spewed out their mess - the spunk coursing powerfully along my shaft. It spurted out between our bodies, already soaked by the frothy surf. Overwhelmed by the climax, my arms tightened their clench on my brother’s ass and my ring tightened its clench on his plundering cock. Jason carried on fucking me throughout the lengthy orgasm, keeping it going with his relentless rutting to force out every sperm from my balls.

Dying in this bliss as my climax ended, Jason intensified his shafting, growling as he did so. In hindsight I realised that he’d held back, but now that I’d come, he wasn’t holding anymore. I could feel his cock get even bigger inside me, and even though I was spent, my balls tightened again. Jason made a final thrust which stabbed me so deep, and as he let out his own climactic roar, my aching gonads forced out another spurt of brotherly spunk.

But it was more than a spurt that Jason gave me. I held him tight and crooned in pure bliss as I felt his seed flow out of his dick, drowning my bowels with his rich copious release. He carried on bucking, pumping his semen into my body, his face contorted as he squeezed it all out. It went on and on, which suggested he’d been off duty since our earlier meeting – either that or he’d a pair of unnaturally hyperactive balls. I didn’t care either way. I was deliriously happy to be bred so well. Then with his ejaculation petering out, he plunged down for another kiss, and I milked him dry with my tingling chute.  

Fuck, what a fuck! Out of this world, and totally exhausting. We were left panting in the surf, still clinging to each other having spectacularly consummated our brotherly love. Or at least that was the way I felt.