The first time the brothers

That fact happened a while ago, but every time I remember that muleke makes me live as if it were today. The fact that it happened was at a camp with friends, which gave me one of the best sleepovers I've ever had (and also one of my worst scares), until then. It was a Wednesday night. My friends and I were getting ready to go camping in the countryside of Sampa for an extended vacation that started on Thursday and didn't end until Sunday, with me, Pedro, Rodrigo, Thiago, Wendell and Julio at our wheels - all adults; Julio and I 22 years old, Pedro 21, Wendel 19, Thiago and Rodrigo 18. It was 12:30 and we fell on the road. Julio driving, me by his side, and the rest of the guys behind him making noise. An hour and a half later we arrived at the place. We parked our car with lanterns and lamps in hand, went to look for an ideal camping spot. Armed tents, unpacked backpacks. We were all very tired and decided to go to sleep. We took two five-seater tents; we slept three in each one. The next day I was among the first ones to wake up. We spent the whole day having fun. The night had come early with a fucking starry sky, a beautiful moon and everyone fed we decided to make a fire. We met another galley that was camped near us made an enormous bonfire, tossed sweet potatoes, corn. We were playing guitar, several rock songs, reggae music, a light mpb. The atmosphere was very high, everyone laughing, telling jokes, wrapped in their blankets. Time passed and by this time the fire was almost extinguished. I was sleepless unlike the rest of the prisoners who had all gone to bed. Suddenly, in one of the tents near us there was a strange sound coming out. It must have been some guy eating a mine. The mine whimpered loud and it looked like an ugly cow wanting to show everyone that she's giving away money. I went to one of our tents, and they were all asleep. And then I walked into the other tent and saw Thiago sleeping, Wendell was as well. So I got my guitar, took a flashlight... -Where are you going, Fernando? - I'm going to play guitar on the lake! Just be careful not to wake up the snakes. To wake up the snakes, I think it's because my playing is so bad that I woke up a bunch of them, and then I thought to myself: "I went down on the lake", and stood in an area surrounded by trees and mosses. The sound of the guitar echoed through sweet serenity and climbed up to the stars, inviting them to dance. The moon just stood there watching the dancing stars, and every once in a while risked some lonely steps. I played several songs until halfway into one (Angra dos Reis/Legião Urbana) I had a panic attack and stopped playing. I had heard a loud noise coming from the bush about five meters behind me. I was very quiet, waiting for it to come again. I waited and waited, but nothing happened. So I decided to continue with my music. Suddenly I hear an even louder sound. "Who's there?" I asked trembling at the base. No one answered anything. It is logical that no, right? A snake would not appear and say: 'I am you, your killer of music.' You woke me up with your terrible talent. But then I didn't even think about it; I was very frightened. Suddenly I see the bushes shaking and hear another noise, this time even more frightened. I was trembling, unable to move. My legs were frozen. Until gradually I gathered courage and went closer to the swamp. It was very dark; my lamp did not illuminate the right place. I came nearer, with short steps, closer, closer... Suddenly: -Bruarghhhhhhh! I remember screaming, "Noooooo...Suddenly when I looked at the bag again, it wasn't a black thing but a towel. And what was underneath that towel? Guess who? It was Wendell". I cursed him with all the possible words, and he just laughed in my face. He was pissing himself from laughing so much! - You son of a bitch, you motherfucker. I don't think I had ever been so frightened in my whole life, and never said such a lot of dirty words either, let alone laughed at. That's fucked up, Wendell. What's it like? - No, no... whoa-whoa. The son of a bitch wouldn't stop laughing, so I went back in my towel and lay there recovering from the fright and holding on to that fucking asshole until about an hour later when he stopped laughing. We didn't say anything to each other for a while, until... "Gosh, this place is really crazy", Wendell said. "Can you believe it, sheer fool!" I said with a bit of anger. The truth is, I couldn't sleep with that cow busting her ass in the tent. - Bitch, was that mine a fuck or man? - Shit, and that's not the worst part. The worst thing is I am 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? But between you and me, don't spread it to anyone. You can count on me. "Beauty", he thought, and then said. I haven't eaten mine in a long time. - How much? - Two months! - Bitch, you wanna compare two months to six? I don't care, man. 'Cause you know what? "Sometimes it's just a hand job to relax", he said, tickling his cock. - It's expensive, hand job is just not better than sex but cheap is crazy! We stopped for a while to talk. I noticed that he had put one of his hands in the bag. Wow, how delicious! He turned and moved me gave an unobtrusive notice and realized that sometimes it scratched a little stick. Hum...I was stiff at the time. Then so as not to lose track of conversation and this wonderful view said: I was coming back from the dentist, like ten-thirty at night. I'm on my way to the east side of town... and all of a sudden when it hit me, my carriage is empty... then that Raimundos song pops into my head: - Whoa, whoa! So I did it to the music, took my stick out and hit a nice one... enjoyed everything on the floor. Then there were some pieces of toilet paper in my pocket for blowing my nose. I've done a spade like that before, and still do. - Yeah, like what? Don't you ever just want to pull your dick out of nowhere and get laid? To tell you the truth, I wanted to fuck her right now. "Fuck, I've got a face too!" he said. Wow, I couldn't believe it... what a delicious pint. - So, Wendell, shall we hit one in honor of that bitch from the tent? But I'll take off my shirt so as not to get fucking dirty! I'll take it all off, we are in a privileged place and there is nothing better to celebrate than having sex. "Huahuahua, you can believe it again man!" he said taking off his bermuda and panties. Only then did I realize how cute Wendell was. He's hairy as a motherfucker; about 5 foot 7 inches tall, weighing 65 pounds. Dark eyes and dark hair. A very handsome body. Not muscular but naturally drawn-out physique with lots of stamina. He's got a fat chest, he has this tiny little belly. It was totally smooth even in the balls and on his dick. Only legs were hairy. He had a bunch of white that took your breath away. The worst part is that afterwards he lay down next to me, in a state of solid paint. "I can see that if anyone comes in here and sees us like this, the house will collapse", I said. We're not doing anything wrong! So we started punching each other on 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. - I almost ate it once! "Why almost?" he asked. - Because it wasn't really a mine! But man, leave that alone, let's change the subject, this is bullshit. I know, it was a misfortune... that's why you are ashamed to talk. - Dude, forget it. This is bullshit! -No shit, now it's started you will have to finish. Bro, can trust and another one, what is the problem of eating a traveco? Like, I think nothing to do with this, are connected? The important thing is that you do your best, and fuck everything else. And now stop traveling and tell me about fucking ae, go! -Dude, you're annoying, heim véio! But beauty, I will tell. But then, just between us, heim? Once almost ate a piglet yes, only it wasn't mine , and not from an embankment, it was of a guy. He was no faggot, he was the same man as me and you! We were at his house watching a porn movie. Then began to roll a beastly little game, and in the end he asked me to eat him, but I didn't want, did not have courage! In fact I even wanted, but wondered if someone found out what they would say! -Ah, Fernando you hesitated man! If it were me I'd really eat. Fuck what the others would say! But wait a minute, thief! What beastly little games have rolled? Speak ae mano, get nothing not! - Oh, fuck off! Let's finish our hand job. I'm curious about the baguette. Dude, you're fucked up Wendell! - Go fuck yourself, talk soon. Stop being so cool! That's it, you happy now? - What kind of caresses? Dude, we're all the same here except instead of each man getting his own dick... "Hooray", he said cheerfully. - It was worse! 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 since you don't care much for that we can do this scheme if you want. - Hey, now you've got me! But beauty man, so let's go! In order to see if it is really legal or not. - Of course you are, man! So we went off on our own. We got really close to each other, and he kind of awkwardly said: - Ae, you go first. You're more experienced! "Beauty" - so with my left hand I took his roll, and very gently began to massage it upwards downwards in quite calm movements. My hand passed over the balls then on the pinto, on its head. He looked at me with a face of satisfaction. His breathing was gasping for air; he closed and opened his eyes slowly. A sound like frying came out from his mouth: sfrijii (frosty), and his respiration became more and more exhausted. I was more or less like him: breathing heavily, eyes half open, making - Sfriii with my mouth and massaging a lot of that delicious stick which fit perfectly between my fingers. His stick transmitted warm energy to my whole body. It felt as if it were falling in the air, like a feather, gently. My body was so hot that if I went into the lake like that, it would give me a violent thermal shock. "Ahhhhhhhh, sfriiiiiiii", he would say with his mouth. So he took courage and came with his hand towards my pinto. - Ahhhhhhhhhhh, sfriiiiiiii, ahhhhhhhhhhhh, sfiriii...- now I would. And he started punching me slowly, and his hand was so warm and welcoming. We were both punching each other -- that's crazy! Until one hour I felt like it wanted to walk up my ass, so I turned around in front of him and let him run its hands over my butt. He'd run his fingertip back and forth between the top of my butt and the end of my bag, which made me horny as hell. What a cute little bundle, what an adorable hairy ass I'd like to stick my finger in. We stood facing each other lying on our towels caressing one another. Our sticks were squeezed together. His wasn't moving that much, it was just sitting there in the region of my butt and pinto. So I decided to go a little farther, and with my fingers began passing between his lips. Passed from one side to another, upside down. Then with middle finger stuck tip into its mouth. He gave me a little blowjob and stared at me with his fucking hard-on face. So I didn't waste any time, so I went up to her mouth very lightly... reached close enough and touched her honey lips with my sugary lips... hum as sweet as it was... then slowly walked away. Then he opened his eyes and looked at me with a very sensual face, then closed them and kissed me. He gave me this warm gentle kiss where our tongues met inside each other's mouths dancing to the sound of slow music that brought us closer together. We were glued to each other, kissing and caressing one another. The night breeze fell on our bodies and formed a slightly smoky cloak due to the high temperature of our body and the coolness of soft sweet serenity. We were like one energy only. Letting our deepest desires come to the surface, without fear or dread, just with a strong pleasure of freedom. We forgot everything and everyone, it was only us, we, the sky, stars, moon, breeze, lake. Just us. At every meeting of our tongues I felt an uncontrollable desire to feel its pincer in my mouth. Every time I put my hand on your ass, it gave me great pleasure to caress you with my tongue. Then I slowly laid him on his towel and began kissing his ear. Putting my whole mouth into his ears, sucking in all the air that was there; then with a little tip of my tongue kissed his neck until it reached his nipples. He twitched as if he were going to explode from pleasure. He didn't seem to believe it, but he looked at me like he was waiting for an orgasm. So I got to the base of his dick, stuck my nose in and slowly sniffed it all the way up to its top. Ah, what a man's rolling smell, hand-rolled... that warm seductive scent. And then I went down to almost the beginning, because it didn't fit all in my mouth and sucked on Wendell's roll with great pleasure. I started sucking faster until I felt a strong jet of hot fucking coming into my mouth. -Ahhhhhh, ahhhhhhhh. - Fuck man, sorry ae mano! I couldn't hold back. Shit, but you also made me crazy with a fucking hard-on. I was about to explode. "Not hot, bro!" I replied after spitting on the floor smelling like candida. So I went back to his bedside and we kissed again, even though he was making fun of me you could tell that he wanted more. It was hard to believe how from one hour to the next he changed his whole personality, and I actually think that he wanted to repay me for what I had done to him. I was going to the stars with that lunatic, and I wasn't holding out but I didn't want to have fun like he did. I've never done this before, but I want to know how it is... we made a mess and all of the sudden I feel like fucking you. - Fuck! If I want to? Putz, that's what I want more than anything else. Fucking Wendel, you are so fucking firm for a man. Ae, I will fuck you with my affection and it won't hurt at all, you'll see! And then I'm going to be on your knees with the greatest pleasure, brother!" - What a treat. 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... - Don't worry, it won't hurt my hand! To make him even more relaxed, I went in and gave his pillow a little lambido... um, that's delicious. - Go on, man. It's not fucking hot. You can shove it up your ass. I held his thighs very firmly and began to insert my lower back. His ass was too tight, but still I managed gradually to introduce my dick. He made a face that he was fucking sick, but then looked at me as if telling me to keep going. So I started going back and forth: - I would do that. Putz, that ass was really hot. It's cold, Wendel! Does it hurt? "Oh man, it hurts fuck yeah but not stop don't fucking taste! It doesn't even get hot damn you can put that I endure" he said with a breathing voice of cocksucker. I let my balls hit his little white pocket hard, and punched him so that he would forget the pain for a while. Suddenly I began to feel my joy wanting to come out of it. Then I pushed harder still: "Slow the fuck down, it fucking hurts", he would say. -Perae, fuck me I'm going to have some fun. Hold on just a little bit more man! Ahhhh, sfriiii, ahhhhh, sfryii, ahhh, sfrrriiiiii. I am going to enjoy my brother. -I hit it harder than ever- I took my stick out and washed his whole belly of hot fucking like those fire hoses, only instead of water it was blowing shit all over the place. I lay on my back and relaxed from all that fucking, then suddenly felt his dick resting in my ass he laid down on top of me without saying a word and already started to pierce me. I want your ass all to myself because you're so hot! Then he kissed my ass with his spit and asked me to stand on all fours, so I stood up and opened myself wide only felt him roll in at once the son of a bitch didn't waste any time. I don't know if he was nervous about the fact that I fucked him so hard, but the thing is... He was fucking me even harder. I didn't know that eating a porridge was so good! Ahhhh, sfriiii, ahhhhh, s friii, ahhh, sfriiii. Have you ever given this bundle to someone else? You're the first one to see me. I'm gonna fuck you so good, you won't ever want to give your ass to another guy again! Fuck, I was in so much fucking pain and he'd go really fast and hard that you could hear our thighs slamming into each other. -Ahhhh, queee cuuuuu goosssssssstooooooosoooooo, sfriiiiiii!!! Ahhhh, sfiriiii, ahhhhh, sfiiirii, ahhhhhh, sffiiii.....- and he was doing it really fast. After a quick twenty-step sequence, he would stop and slowly roll his cane up my ass. -Hummmmmm, taaaa gossstosoooooo ya? Ahhhhhhh, sfriiiiiiiiiii, ahhhhhhhhhhhh, s friiiiiiiiiiiiiiii. So mmmmm! Here you go. I like it a lot on your little butt, phalo! Ahhhhhh, that's so cool....Gimme more, gemme! Sfriiiiiii, ohhmm. So this is how much the moan as I punch for you...gimme some fuckin', man. You are fucking hot dude. It was so crazy, it didn't even feel like we were there. We felt comfortable enough to forget where we were and the risks that could be taken if someone found out about us. You could hear all the wildlife that was there, crickets and owls and cicadas and frogs and weasels... they say when a frog sings at night it's because he is climbing. Yeah, they weren't the only ones. In spite of all that darkness, there was this beautiful moon with a special brightness and you could see our shadows reflected on the floor and I got even more excited watching them have sex. Then I heard Wendel speak again and whisper very quietly: I'm just about to have a good time. Oh, my God! Ahhhh... ahhhhhhh.... He started putting it in faster, and the throbbing of our thighs was now more constant. - Ah, sfri, ah, s fri, ah ,sfri, uhh ... Sfriiiii fuck you man I'm almost having a good time. Gooooooohhhhhhhhhh zannnnnduuuuuhhhh Suddenly, a shout from both sides: -Argggghhhhhhh, cool as hell. - Fuck, 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. - Oh, hot and horny. We fell like rocks to the ground. My body was just dust, and his probably too. We spent a while without saying anything, only looking 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, going out beating my asses through heaven inside. That is, if I went to heaven, right?! But if it was hell would be happy in the same way...We were lying there on the floor. The two of us, naked. Two handsome men with soft cock ... smelling fun, smelling pleasure, horny, dirty, life, brothers, madmen , smelling dreams, reality, fantasy, desire ... Smelling freedom, nature, naturalness. If you liked it, send an e-mail and we can exchange ideas.