The first time two brothers

I still remember that pronounced holiday of June 19 (Corpus Christi), as if it were today. It's strange, because this holiday changes its date every year. But this exact date will not be forgotten by me. The fact is that what happened was a camping trip with friends which gave birth to one of the best trances in my life (and also one of worst scares) until then. That's more or less how everything started.
It was a Wednesday night. My friends and I were getting ready to go camping in the countryside of São Paulo for an extended vacation that began on Thursday, but would not end until Sunday. The group consisted of me, Pedro, Rodrigo, Thiago, Wendell and Julio; we all had reached adulthood by then: Julio 22 years old, Peter 21, Wendel 19, Thiago 18 and Rodrigo 18.
It was 12:30 and we crashed on the road, Julio driving, me by his side showing him the way...
We parked the car, and with flashlights and street lamps in hand, we searched for an ideal place to camp.
Armed tents, ruined backpacks. We were all very tired so we decided to go to sleep. We took two five-seater tents and slept three in each one. The next day I was among the first ones to wake up.
The night had come early, with a fucking starry sky, a beautiful moon, and everyone fed, we decided to make a fire. We met up with another galley that will camp near us. We made an enormous bonfire, played sweet potatoes, corn.
A long time passed, and at this hour the fire was almost extinguished. And I had no sleep, unlike the rest of the prisoners who were all asleep. Suddenly in one of the tents near ours there began to be some quiet sounds. It was probably a guy eating a mine. The mine groaned high, it looked like an impudent cow wanting to show everyone that he was giving his bucket. I felt kind of bad, wanted to get out. So I thought about playing guitar from there on the lake shore. I went into one of our tents. They were all sleeping. I walked into the other one and saw Thiago asleep, so did Wendell.
What I did in the tent) asked:
Where are you going, Fernando?
I'm going to play guitar on the lake!
Just be careful not to wake up the snakes.
Waking up the snakes, I feel like my playing is so bad that it's gonna wake this bitch.
I got near the lake, stood in a place surrounded by trees and mosses. I spread my towel on the ground next to the edge of the lake.
I sat down on the towel and started playing The sound of my guitar echoed through sweet serenity, And climbed up to the stars inviting them to dance.
I had heard a loud noise coming from the bush about five meters behind me, and I was very quietly waiting for it to come again.
"Who are you?" I asked, shaking at the base. No one answered anything. Is it logical not to be born? Wouldn't a snake appear and speak? It is me, your killer of music. You woke me up with your terrible talent. But in that moment I didn't even think about it, I was so frightened. Suddenly I see the bush tremble, and hear another noise.
This time, even more frightened, I shouted:
<unk> Who the fuck is that? I was shaking, couldn't move. My legs were frozen. Until gradually I took courage and approached the swamp. It was a bit dark. My lantern did not illuminate the place. I came close by taking short steps closer... Suddenly:
<unk> Bruarghhhhhhh...<unk> Gosh, I was scared shitless.
Suddenly, when I looked at the baguette again, I realized that it was not a black bug but a towel. And what was underneath this towel? Guess who? It was Wendell!
<unk> Son of a bitch, busted!!!!! Wretch, pervert!!!!Son of a motherfucker, asshole... I chased him away from all possible words. And he just laughed in my face. He was pissing himself laughing so much.
<unk> Son of a bitch, son of a whore, motherfucker...I don't think I have ever been so scared in my whole life. And never said such dirty words either. Let alone being mocked like that. It was very fucking scary.
If it's fucked up Wendell, then fuck the shit!
How's it going?
No, no. Whoa whoa whoa...
Son of a bitch, he wouldn't stop laughing so I went back on my towel and lay there recovering from the fright holding that fucking pillow until about an hour later this faggot stopped smiling wrapped his towel around mine and laid down.
We didn't say anything to each other for a while, until...
"Gosh, is this place really crazy or expensive?" Wendell said.
You can believe it, you fool! But then he lost his sleep and decided to come here
I said, kind of angrily.
The truth is, I couldn't sleep with that cow kicking ass in the tent.
Bitch, that mine was a fuck or man?
Shit, and the worst part is not that. The worst thing is I'm in the biggest crack to eat a mine! And staying there only increases my desire!
And how long has it been since you've had one?
I don't know what to do, but it doesn't spread like that.
You can count on me.
He's been thinking and talking about it for like six months.
It's been a long time since I ate mine.
How much?
Two months!
Bitch, you want to compare two months with six?
It's not like I don't want you to eat mine.
"It's expensive, it's fucked up! Sometimes just a handshake so we can relax!" He said as he lightly tickled his cock.
<unk> It's expensive, hand job is just not better than sex but the cheap one is crazy!
We stopped for a while to talk.
His hands in the sack. Oh, how delightful! I turned around and noticed that sometimes he would scratch his dick a little bit...
<unk> Bitch man, when I was more muleke, I used to bang some nervous punches. I liked hitting in exotic places. Once upon a time, I was coming back from the dentist. It was like 10:30 at night. I was on the east side.
Whoa, whoa!
<unk> So, I did the music right. I took my stick out and hit a taste of it all on the floor. Then I had some toilet paper in my pocket to blow your nose with.
I've done a shovel like this before, and still do!
Yeah, like what?
Oh, I don't know man do you ever feel like just out of nowhere pulling your dick out and hitting on somebody?
To tell you the truth, it's giving me a fucking thrill right now.
I spoke, scratching my head on the stick!
<unk> Shit, he gave me a face too! Tô even of hard stick oh! He spoke showing me his benga. Ours I didn't believe it. What delicious pintón. It was thick, must have been about 16 cm, redheaded head. How delightful, how delightfully, what delights..
So Wendell, let's hit one in honor of that bitch from the tent!
I'll take off my shirt so as not to get fucking dirty.
After all, we are in a privileged place and there's nothing better than hitting some good-natured punch to celebrate!
<unk> Huahuahua, can you believe it again man! <unk> He spoke taking off his bermuda and underwear. Only then did I realize how cute Wendell was. Goddamn, he was hairy. He was about 5'10" tall, 65 pounds. Dark eyes and hair. A very nice body. It wasn't muscular but had a physique drawn up with lots of stamina.
He had a little white bundle that would take your breath away. Alías, he was all white. Shit, it's going to be so hot on the bitch who married him. I didn't believe how cute he was. The worst thing is that afterwards, he lay down by my side in solid pinto state. It was very close for me not to have done something stupid.
"I see, if anyone comes here and sees people like that the house will fall down!" I said with a bit of fear.
I'm not doing anything wrong!
So we started punching each other with our instruments, and I couldn't take my eyes off that delight.
"Oh man, I really wanted to eat that bitch's ass!" he said.
<unk> I almost ate him once. only it wasn't a mine, he was a guy. He was not a faggot, just like you and me! We were at his house watching a porn movie. Dai started to play an ugly game, and in the end he asked me to eat him, but I didn't want to, I had no courage! In fact I wanted to, but wondered if someone found out what they would say!
<unk> Ah Fernando you hesitated man! If it were me, I'd really eat. Fuck what others would say! But wait for the looters! What beastly little games have rolled? Speak ae mano, get nothing not!
Let's finish our hand job!
Don't say anything, I was curious about the baguette.
Fuck you, Wendell! I told ya. Man if you tell anybody about this, it's fucked up man!
Go fuck yourself, stop being so cool!
I've said enough, are you satisfied?
What kind of caresses?
Hand rolled like the rest of us here, only instead of each one getting his own stick we beat up on each other.
"Hooray!" he said cheerfully.
Worse than that!
When I realized that he had shown a certain interest in the scheme,
Wendell, I'm getting a little tired of talking about it but if you want to do this noisy scheme let the cheap guy roll as far as he can!
<unk> Hehe, now you got me! Fuck then let's go! I just want to see if it is really legal or not! But oh no need to say that this dies here right?
Of course you do, man!
So we went off on our own. We got really close to each other, and he kind of blurted out:
<unk> Ae starts you, who is more experienced, hehehe!
Then with my left hand I took his roll, and very gently began to massage it. Upward, downwards...In quite calm movements. My hand passed over the balls, then on the pinto, on the headpiece ... He looked at me with a face of satisfaction. His breathing was gasping. He closed and opened his eyes slowly. From his mouth came out a sound like frying <unk> sfriii ?? . And his breathing became more and more exhausted.
I was more or less like him, breathing heavily with my eyes half-opened, making "Sfriiii" out of my mouth and massaging that delightful stick which fit perfectly between my fingers. His dick passed a warm energy through my whole body; it felt as if I were falling into the air like a feather softly. My body was so hot that if I stepped in the lake from this geyser, I would suffer a violent thermal shock.
<unk> Ahhhhhhhh, sfriiiiiiiiiii, ahhhhhhhhhh, sfryiiiii....<unk> He was doing it with his mouth. So he took courage and came with his hand towards my penis. It got so tasty.
<unk> Ahhhhhhhhhh, sfriiiiiiii, ahhhhhhhhh, sfiriii...<unk> Now I was doing it.
And he started punching me slowly, and his hand was so warm and welcoming. We were both punching each other -- it's crazy! Until one hour I felt his hand wanting to walk on my butt, and then I turned around in front of him and let him run his hand over my buttocks, and he ran the tip of his finger back and forth between the top of my ass and the end of my bag.
I decided to do the same, and venture out on that island of soft ass where no man would ever dare put his feet or rather hands. Our cute little bundle, what a nice hairy pillow. What an urge to stick my finger in it. We were both facing each other. Lying down on our towels, caressing ourselves. So I decided to go a little further, and with my finger
I started going between his lips, back and forth from top to bottom. Then with my middle finger I put the tip of it in his mouth. He sucked a little bit, then he stared at me with this fucking hard-on face. So I didn't waste any time.
Then I slowly walked away. So he opened his eyes, looked up at me with a very sensual face, closed them and kissed me. He kissed my lips softly, warmly. Our tongues were inside our mouths, dancing to the sound of slow music. We became even closer together; we clung to each other, kissing, caressing one another. The night breeze fell on us, forming a slightly smoky mantle due to the high temperature of
We were like one energy alone, letting our deepest desires come to the surface without fear or fright only with a strong pleasure of freedom. Forgetting everything and everyone there was just us, we, the sky, stars, moon, breeze, lake... Just us! At every meeting of our tongues I felt an uncontrollable desire to feel your paint in my mouth; at each passing hand on her ass it gave me immense delight to caress you with my tongue; at every finger-stroke in which I sensed a mad temptation to be penetrated by that golden roll.
Slowly then, I laid him down on his towel and began kissing his ear. Putting my whole mouth into his ears, sucking in all the air that existed there. Then I was kissing its neck with the tip of the tongue until it reached his nipples. He writhed as if he were going to explode from pleasure.
lips pressed together, and your tongue walking on the upper lip.
So I got to the base of his dick, stuck my nose in it and slowly sniffed up towards its top. Ahhh, what a smell of man's roll, hand-rolling! That warm seductive scent. I kept smelling his head until I gave him a juicy kiss and started sucking on it. At first it was just the tip, then I went down almost to the beginning because he couldn't fit all that way into my mouth. Sucked Wendell's Roll with great pleasure. But sometimes I would look forward trying to find yours. All I could see looking at me was your thigh squirming over it from one side to another writhing like an erection.
I started sucking faster, until I felt a strong jet of hot fucking coming into my mouth.
"Fuck man, sorry brother! I couldn't hold back. Fuck but you also drove me crazy with fucking hard-on. I was about to explode". He spoke with an air of consideration
It's not even fucking hot! Fucking was my crazy face. Too good oh! I answered after spitting the fuck smelling candida on the floor.
So I went back to his side and we kissed again. Even though he liked it, you could tell that he wanted a lot more. It seemed like after having made fun of him the brother got even crazier with sex until he had an attitude which surprised me: He fell from mouth into my dick. It was hard to believe how in one hour or another he completely changed his personality. In fact, I think he wanted to repay the price I paid for him. I was going to the stars with that lunatic, and I couldn't take it anymore but I didn't want to make fun of him like he did.
I've never done this, but I want to know what it feels like! We already made a bagulio shovel and all of a sudden I felt the fucking urge to eat your face. But first if you want, let me fuck myself. Do you?
<unk> Fuck!!!! If I want to???? Putz is what I want the most dude!!! Damn Wendelll you are very firm guy. But I'll eat you with my caring face, it won't hurt either, you will see hehe! And then I will stand on all fours for you with great pleasure oh brother!
So I got down on my knees in front of him, and he lay there with his legs over my shoulders. My dick was all ready to pop that little cappuccino, so I gave a gentle fist punch at his roll then kissed it and said:
I see, don't worry or it will hurt my hand!!!
To make him even more relaxed, I went and put a lollipop on his pillow. Mm-hmm that's delicious. So then I started poking the little door of his drain with my stick head... let it in just a bit and took it out so he could unwind from the pain.
Come on, man. It's not fucking hot. You can shove a veil down my throat.
We were talking like this, I didn't forgive him. I held his thighs very firmly and started to insert my lower back. His ass was too tight but still I managed gradually to introduce my dick. He made a face that it hurt the fuck out of me but then he looked at me as if saying keep going.
<unk> Ahhhh, sfriiii, ahhhhh, sfryii, ahhh, sfrrriiiiii. I did it myself. Putz that ass was very tasty.
"Oh, man it hurts so fuckin', but not for no shit that's tasty. It doesn't even fucking heat up, you can put in I could stand". He said with a voice panting of asshole hand. Our he talking about how to hold me off seriously.
I used to clench his fist so he'd forget the pain for a while, but suddenly my joy of wanting came flooding in.
Slow the fuck down, it fucking hurts!
I'm going to fuck you up. Hold on just a little bit more, man! Ahhhh, sreeiii, ahhhhh, srieiiii, ahhh, sreiii.
Wendell, you're such a goose.
I screamed with a hard-on, pulled my dick out and washed his whole belly of hot fucking.
fire hose, but instead of water he was dropping shit all over the place. I stopped joking and it fell on my towel not being able to take pleasure in myself.
He kissed me on the back of my neck, right next to my ear where he's pulling up all the hair in that bag and said:
<unk> Now it's my fucking turn!!!<unk> And she gave me another kiss.<unk> I want your butt all to myself!! Because you are so hot!!!
So he kissed my ass with his laugh and saliva, then asked me to stand on all fours. As soon as I stood up and opened myself wide, I just felt him roll in at once. The son of a bitch didn't waste any time. He made me breathless from the fucking pain that I was feeling. But I held back because he was strong enough to take it.
nervous about the fact that I fucked him hard, but the fact was he was eating me even harder.
<unk> My goodness, what a tasty pillow! I didn't know that eating one was so nice like this. Ahhhh, sfriiii, ahhhhh, s friii, ahhhhhh, sfriiii. Have you ever given it to someone else?
You're the first one I saw.
I'm gonna fuck you so good that you won't ever wanna give your ass to another guy again!
He was in so much fucking pain, he'd go too fast and hard you could hear the crack of our thighs hitting each other!
<unk> Ahhhh, queee cuuuuu goosssssssstooooooosoooooo, sfriiiiiii!!! ahhhhh,sfriiii,ahhhhh, s friiii, ahhhhhh, s f r i iii.....He did it really fast.
After a sequence of 20 quick laps, he'd stop and squeeze right in with his bangs rolling up my ass.
"Hummmmmm, is that you?"
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, cool.
Sommmmmmm!!!! Here. I like it a little bit on your tail, phallus!!!! Ahhhhhhhh, this, sfriiiiiiii....Geme more, geme!! Sfriiii, ahhhhhh. Thusmmm, This, gemme more while I hit you with my fist ..... sfriiiiiii, uhhh fuckin', how cute you are bro. Can't fucking stand that, will have to enjoy the shit again... That dark landscape, surrounded by mosquitoes, trees, creatures. You could hear all the fauna of animals that were there: crickets, owls, cicadas, frogs, us... They say when frogs smell at night it's because they are climbing. Yes, they weren't the only ones. Despite the darkness, the beautiful moon made a special brightness. It was possible to see our shadows reflected on the ground. I got even more excited watching them having sex.
Then I heard Wendell speak again and whisper very quietly:
That's a very tasty roll. I almost got it!
I'm having so much fun... ahhhhh, sfriiiiiiii, asmmmmmm maaaaaaanoooooo.... Ahhhh, Sfriii, aahh
He started to put it in faster, and the crash of our cars was now more constant.
<unk> ah, whispered, oh, whistled, ah, shrieking, uh-huh...whispers to the motherfuckin' man who was almost having a laugh.
♪ Argggghhhhhhhhhhh, sfriiiiiiiiiii, caaaaaaraaaa to the other side...
<unk> Shit, that's cold.
He pulled his stick out and he was punching himself on one knee, so I got down on my knees in front of him.
<unk> AHHHHHHH Whoa, whoa, whoa, ohhhhhhh...
We fell to the ground like stones. My body was only dust, and his probably too. For a while we didn't say anything but just looked at the sky. I felt such great peace, so much excitement, I don't know. I think if I died in that moment, I would surely die happy. I would go out beating my asses through heaven inside. That is, if I were for Heaven baby!!!! But if it was for Hell I would be equally happy...We lay there on the floor. Both of us, sorry! The two handsome guys with the soft dick, smelling of fun. Smelling of pleasure...