My Brother Asked Me to be His Girlfriend

Back in '89, my brother Jupiter was in a horrific car accident with four of his peers. Jupe was sitting in the passenger’s side front seat. He was tossed thru the windshield. He was the only one not wearing his seat belt. In one way, it saved him. The other passengers including the driver, my brother’s best friend were killed in the tragic accident. Jupe's face had been terribly cut up. The worst thing was when he came to (awoke) days later in the hospital he found out that he had also been blinded by the horrendous accident. He had surgery to repair a broken collarbone, arm, and a crushed kneecap. The cops said that he had been thrown a good 20 feet into the air upon impact with the 18-wheeler.
When Jupe came home a few months later, he was seriously depressed. He would not see a psychiatrist and he constantly bitched about going to physical therapy. He said that it didn't matter, saying that he should have been killed in the accident also. He was in shock of course as well as denial. His anger stage seemed to last forever. Jupe didn't want to be seen. He wanted to crawl into a big ball or vanish.
At least he'd talk to me most of the time. He'd allow me to assist him doing certain things for him. It was Mom of course who took the brunt. Jupe was 19 at the time. I'm a year younger. Jupe and I shared the same bedroom from an early age. We tolerated each other. In fact, we respected one another for the most part. Neither Jupe nor I had ever had a physical confrontation.
It was almost 6 months after the car accident when Jupe was given his white cane from the National Institute for the Blind. He tossed it aside saying, "I'll never use a fucking thing like that, I never want to be seen by anyone."
I coaxed him into accepting the cane, telling him that it could only be of value to him in getting around even though he thought that he knew our house like the back of his hand. He had said, "I can get around without help in the dark." I had to chuckle. A few minutes later Jupe started laughing also saying, "I made a joke about me being blind, ha, ha, ha, ha." I encouraged him to use his sense of humor.
I came home from school promptly each day to be with my brother. He said, "Hey Mars, don't you have any friends?" I told him they were all busy. "Oh yeah," he replied. The following day he asked me the same thing. He said, "You don't have to feel sorry for me Mars. I can do that on my own." I told him that I wasn't feeling sorry for him but my heart was breaking.

Jupe looked so different. He had been what I perceived as a Hunk with a Capital "H". I hadn’t told Jupe that I was gay. Jupe had a girlfriend for a little while before the accident but after she had visited him one time in hospital he never heard from her again.

Jupe was left with deep scars on his face. When he touched his face months later he said, "I bet I'd scare the shit out of anyone in a dark alley huh?" I said, "No, don't be silly, that's not true." He replied saying, "Thanks anyways Mars but you're a lousy fucking liar."

My mom, dad and me thought things were getting better with Jupe but in fact it was all the opposite. Jupe began having horrible nightmares. He'd wake up screaming at the top of his lungs or he'd be gasping for air. Dr. Samuels, his GP gave him on a new anti depressant and he prescribed Valium to him. You'd think that it would help but Jupe decided that he should commit suicide taking 15 Valium tabs at the same time. He started puking his guts out. He had to spend 2 days in hospital with a warning that if he did anything like that again they'd have to admit him to the Psycho Ward indefinitely.
Jupe's mood change. He became nasty. He had terrible mood swings. Mom & Dad could hardly tolerate his verbal abuse. I didn't mind it too much since I couldn't help but feel sorry for him. He told me that I was stupid. He called me every dirty name in the book.
A month after the verbal abuse began he said to me, "You're a fucking faggot. I know you are asshole. You've been sucking cock since you were probably old enough to walk."
Every negative gay comment he thought of, he’d use screaming at me. I bit my tongue not saying anything in return.
His abuse went on for five or six more months until Mom & Dad told him that he was going to have to move out. He could go to a group home or they'd set him up in his own apartment.

Three weeks later Dad received a substantial promotion from the Insurance Company he worked for. He said that ‘we,’ were moving from New York State to Florida.
It sounded like a nice thing but...

Jupe said, "I'm not moving to Fort Lauderdale, fuck off, New York is my home, I'll live in an apartment right here." Dad told him to watch his language around Mom. Dad also said, "Jupiter take a fucking bath you stink. You're letting yourself go. You look greasy; you're so dirty looking." Jupe hollered at Dad saying, "Make me; I don't care if I ever bathe again."
Dad found Jupe a one-bedroom apartment the following month, two months before we were supposed to move to Lauderdale.

A week or so later Jupe had said to me, "I hope you never come back. I don‘t want you to ever visit me," Jupe said to me, when I told him that it would be nice living in Florida.
"You don't mean that Jupe, you're just angry at the whole world," I said.
"Fuck you asshole. Who needs you anyways?” he said. "Yeah okay whatever, but I'll miss you, I wish you would move with us Jupe," I replied.
"Fuck off, I don't need you. Grab my smokes for me. I don't remember where I left them," Jupe said.
I began laughing.
"What's so fucking funny you little twerp?" he seriously asked.
"You don't need me but you can't find your smokes and you want me to get them for you huh?" I said, teasingly. "Fuck off," Jupe bellowed.
"You're not supposed to smoke in bed anyways. Get up and maybe I'll find your smokes for you," I said, looking at his pack of Marlboro's that were two feet away from him. I reached out and grabbed them.
Jupe got out of his bed. He fell on his face. He stumbled on a pile of his unlaundered clothes.
"Help me up Mars," he screamed.
"Help yourself idiot. That'll teach you to pick up after yourself. You know where the laundry hamper is in the corner," I said to him as he called me a Fag for the umpteenth time.
Dad called me. I gave Jupe his smokes before I went downstairs to talk to my father, saying to Jupe, “Smoke in the bathroom, not in here.

“Mars would you do your mother and me a huge favor?" Dad asked.
"Yeah sure Pop, what is it," I asked. I always called our dad 'Pop' to his face. He got a kick out of it.
"When Jupe moves, would you stay with him for a couple of days or so to help him get settled? You mom and me have to try to find someone else to do things for him. I hired someone to drop in on him and to fix his meals and things but she's afraid of him after she met him yesterday. He called her all sorts of vulgar names and now she refuses to even see him again, not that I blame her," Dad uttered looking a little disgusted.
"If he lets me I will Pop," I said to him.
"He had better or he's on his own. Your mother and I are ready to toss in the towel as far as your brother is concerned. Your mothers’ nerves are frazzled. She's still suffering from those damn migraines and she won't see a doctor," Dad said.
"Let me ask Jupe instead of you Pop," I said.
"That's a good idea Mars, thanks so much. You're amazing Mars. You keep putting up with his abuse but really, Mars don't let him continue. You gotta learn to speak up for yourself son. I'm proud of you son. I‘m going to take your mother out for a couple of hours now," Dad said to me, looking proud of me.
“See ya later Pop, see ya Mom,” I said, as they walked towards the exit leading into our attached garage.

"Jupe, pay attention to me. You gotta listen to me," I began to say looking at my brother who was sitting on the toilet seat having a smoke. "No I don't fairy," Jupe replied.
I entered the bathroom. I slammed the door behind me. I stood looking at Jupe. For a few seconds he thought that he was alone but he heard me breathing. "Get out of here you pansy," he shouted at me.
"Listen to me FAGGOT," I said loudly to him. He dropped his smoke on the tiled floor when I raised my voice significantly.
"Fuck you, he replied. Where do you get off calling me a Faggot? I should beat the shit out of you," he said to me. "The same fucking place you got off calling me one. Now listen to me Jupe. You'll be moving into your furnished apartment soon and I'm moving in with you for a while until you are settled. That nice woman who was going to look in on you, cook, and clean for you won't even come near you. You treated her like shit yesterday. You scared her. You had no right in doing that to her Jupe. Now Mom & Dad have to try to find someone else or you can't move. I either help you or you're coming to Florida with us. That's what dad said, even if you have to be drugged. Is that what you want ASSHOLE?" I asked.
I had to tell Jupe a couple of fibs to get his attention. "I'm not leaving New York State, Mars. They can't make me either," Jupe said.
"Fuck off Turkey, they can. You know that they can. You know that Dad will drag you to Florida if he has to. Do you think they'd just let you stay all alone? Are you fucking nuts? Stop feeling sorry for yourself FAGGOT, wake up, you're not blind," I said, not realizing I had just said the words you're not blind when in fact he was and is blind to this very day.
Jupe lunged for me. He moved so darn quickly that I didn't have time to move anything but my little muscles. He tackled me to the floor. My shoulder blades slid down the back of the closed bathroom door with Jupe's arms wrapped around me. He swung out at me. He banged his fist into the tiled flooring when I saw his fist coming towards my face. I moved my head speedily to miss his big fist. He screamed in pain but that didn't stop him. He got his hands around my throat. I was able to roll us onto our side. I kneed him in the balls. He released me instantly, gasping for air. I rose to my feet quickly. I jumped into the bathtub. I grabbed the shower extension as Jupe sat up screaming that he was going to kill me. I pointed the showerhead at him. I turned on the cold water full blast, hitting him square in the face as he began grasping at air. I laughed asking him, "Is you tantrum over now, you little baby?" Jupe slipped when he tried crawling towards me. I was ready to blast him again with the ice-cold water. I also had my left foot ready to press up against his head to keep him away from me as he bellowed. "Turn that fucking thing off, I'm freezing."
"You need a bath. Are you finished screaming? I asked spraying him full force again. I'll drown you if I have to Jupe," I yelled at him. I turned the shower away keeping it ready to use again. Jupe sat on his ass on the tiled floor screaming at me. When he called me a faggot, again I hit him in the side of the face with a blast of cold water.
"I'm sorry, turn that fucking thing off," he said.
"Say pretty please or I'll drown you," I said, ordering him to answer me.
"Pretty Fucking Please," Jupe called out.
I turned the cold-water tap off. I was half-wet. Jupe was soaked to the skin. He tried to stand but he fell flat on his ass. The floor was slippery. I laughed when his ass made a thud.
Jupe began to cry and cry and cry.
As his cries turned into short whimpers, I was sitting on the edge of the tub.
I said, "It's about fucking time."
His head turned towards me and he sup sup'd saying, "What do you mean?"
"It's time that you cried. You haven't shed a tear since the accident other than when you're having one of your nightmares. You're supposed to cry. It's good for you to cry. Don't hold it in. Don't be a Sissy!" I said.
He began laughing when I had said, Sissy. I laughed also.

"Mars are you gay?" he asked shivering.
"If you must know the truth Jupe, yes I am, are you?" I asked.
"I don't know," he said, whispering.
"How can you not know?" I asked.
"I don't know. I just don't know. I had a girlfriend but we never did anything," he responded.
"You didn't even kiss her?" I asked.
"Well yeah but that was all. I didn’t think it was anything special. It never turned me on," he exclaimed.
"I know that if I ever kissed a girl, it would never turn me on," I said, chuckling.
"Do you mean that you've never even kissed a girl?" Jupe asked.
"Never, please don't make me gag!" I replied as Jupe laughed.
"Have you ever kissed a guy?" Jupe asked.
"Not yet are you available," I asked, sounding sarcastic.
"Do you look the same Mars?" Jupe asked.
"Me or the planet?" I asked in return.
Jupe laughed and then said, "You Mars do you?"

I rose to my feet grabbing every towel I could find. "Mop up the floor before we have a flood huh," I said. Jupe began mopping after he wiped his face dry.
"Let me out of here," I said to him. I opened the bathroom door. I reached for the hamper and emptied the contents on the floor where the water had seeped under the doorframe, into our bedroom.
"Crawl out of the bathroom Jupe, be careful, the floor is still slippery. Take most of your clothes off, you're drenched. No, do it in there, not out here dummy," I said removing my sneakers, sox and jeans that were just as wet. I told Jupe to get into the tub. He left his briefs on. I couldn't help but stare at his wet underwear that was clinging to his ass and crotch. I made sure the floor was dry. I told Jupe to turn the water on.
"You gotta take a bath Jupe you really stink." I said to him. I used my blow dryer to make sure the floor tiles were completely dry. I tossed a bottle of bath/shower gel into the tub that was slowly filling.
"It's bath gel, use it. I'll be back in a couple of minutes. I have to take all these wet things downstairs into the laundry room and I'll grab some clean towel from the other linen closet before I come back upstairs and make sure you wash your greasy looking hair at least 4 times."

I wasn’t' waiting for a response but Jupe asked, "Mars do you look the same as I remember you?"
I looked at Jupe. His head was turned towards me. His eyes looked lifeless.
I said, "Sure I do except I had my breasts enlarged."
He laughed. I tossed him a face cloths before I took all the wet things downstairs. I tossed on my bathing suit before I opened our bedroom door.

Mom hadn’t been looking very healthy. She had been suffering from migraine headaches. They had begun approximately 3 months before Jupe's accident. They had only gotten worse.

We never did move to Fort Lauderdale. Our home hadn't sold. Dad forced Mom to see a doctor. She hated the idea. He sent her to a neurologist. Doctors found a large tumor after putting Mom thru a myriad of tests. The tumor was inoperative. Within nine more weeks after all testing was finished as well as a second opinion the three of us guys stood over her grave. She was only 42 when she passed on. Dad backed out of the promotion that had been offered to him. Jupe had moved out for almost two mouths. I stayed with him until Mom & Dad found an older man who was a retired nurse to care for him. Jupe moved back into our house with Dad and me. Dad couldn't afford both places. It was okay ‘because Jupe hated his apartment. I had stayed with him for two weeks. We were all miserable for months, especially Dad. He was so angry with Mom for dying on him.

That entire summer, I was supposed to be preparing to enter University a week after Labor Day. That fell thru also. Dad asked me if I could stick around to look after Jupe until the following semester. The semester came and went. The following February I got a part time job in an adult book store. It was a breeze, no real labor involved. The money was okay. It seemed that the storeowner couldn't get anyone to stick around working in a XXX rated seedy place.

When you keep busy, time really does fly. After I began my part time job, I realized that it was 1991. I was about to turn 20 in March. Jupe would be 21 in July.

In Roman, mythology Jupiter was the big honcho, equivalent of Zeus, in Greek mythology. Jupiter was the God of Fertility
Mars was the Roman god of War. He is identified with the Greek god Ares.

The reason I included the brief notations of Jupiter and Mars above is the fact that Jupiter was supposedly a big brute of a man. Mars supposedly was less in stature yet extremely physically fit without protruding muscles. Of course, we don’t know for sure do we.

Jupe my brother is a big brute. The opposite of me. Jupe took after our father. He’s 6’3’’.
When Jupe was 21, he weighed 215 lbs. I on the other hand weighed 135 lbs. I’m only 5’7’’.
Two brothers never looked so different. I inherited much from my mom’s side of the family, Jupe from Dad’s side of the family.

I’ll admit that I looked fem. I didn’t notice it as much as others did for years. My fem mannerisms seemed to gradually increase from the age of 18. It’s not like I acted fem on purpose.

Jupe kept telling me, “Mars you sound like a girl most of the time.”
I was a little hurt and I said, “I do not.”
“Yes you do, Jupe said. You whisper. You don’t speak up. Your voice is soft and sometimes it sounds like you’re singing instead of talking.”
“I can’t help it; I don’t do it on purpose…” I said.
“I know you don’t. You don’t even realize it,” Jupe said.
“You sound like the Big Bad Wolf,” I replied.
“Don’t be upset. I’m sorry if I embarrassed you. I like the way you sound. You sound sexy too you know,” Jupe said.

Three or four months later, our Dad had to go to Dallas to attend a conference. Jupe and I had never stayed alone in our house before. All Dad said before he left was, “Take care of each other.”

That very evening Jupe had fallen asleep after I had made him dinner. I heard him screaming around 8 o’clock. I ran into our room. Jupe was holding two of his pillows. He was crying.
“Did you have a bad dream?” I asked.
“A fucking nightmare,” Jupe replied, gasping for air.
“What were you dreaming Jupe?” I asked, sitting on the side of his bed.
“Nothing,” Jupe said as always.
“Why won’t you tell me?” I asked kindly.
“It was nothing, I said,” Jupe replied.
“If it was nothing, I said. Then you couldn’t have had a nightmare. I was talking to my boss at work. He was saying that if someone has a nightmare and they tell someone what it was right away they’d never have that dream again.”
“That’s an old wives tale,” Jupe said.
“It wouldn’t hurt to try it, would it? What do you have to loose?” I asked.
“I dreamed about me driving when everyone got killed but I wasn’t driving, it was Jake,” Jupe said.
“That sounds rational,” I replied.
“Why, I don’t understand,” Jupe said.
“Well if you look at it you want to blame yourself because you survived. That’s normal I think,” I said to my brother.
“Yeah maybe Mars,” Jupe said.
I smiled at him. I stared at his face. What had frightened me for a few months looking at his scars didn’t bother me. The more I looked at Jupe the less I saw his scars. I asked Jupe if he wanted to grow a short beard but he said no. He did have one for a few months after the accident but that’s ‘because he couldn’t shave for a long time.

“Mars, do you look the same as you did before the accident?” Jupe asked. He had asked me many times since the car accident.
“Sure I do Jupe, I told you a bunch of times already,” I replied.
“Can I touch your face?” Jupe asked.
“Okay, I replied. I rose to my feet. I told Jupe to move over a little. I sat on my left ankle saying, Okay, give me your hands.”
I held Jupe’s big hands in my smaller sized hands. His felt so strong compared to mine. I placed his left palm on my cheek first. Jupe moved his other hand by himself to hold my other cheeks. I closed my eyes. Jupe slowly touched my entire face, memorizing it. He brushed my eyebrows with the tips of his index fingers asking, “What did you do to your eyebrows Mars?” I plucked them and arched them just a little. How did you know?” I asked him.
“I can feel the difference, Jupe said. He touched the top of my head, lightly touching my hair. You changed your hair. It’s parted down the center now. Your hair has grown. It’s grown. Do you like it long?” Jupe asked.
“Yeah I like my hair this way. I want it to get a little longer so it can sit on my shoulders,” I replied.
“Do you wear it in a ponytail sometimes?” Jupe asked.
“Yeah, most of the time,” I responded.
My ears were covered over with hair. Jupe dug his fingers into my hair at my temples, sweeping my hair back to touch my ears.
“You still have small ears huh?” he asked laughing.
“Yup, not like your big ears huh?” I replied teasing.
Jupe’s hands felt warm. His hands cupped my face.
“You face is still heart shaped,” he exclaimed.
“And yours is still square,” I said, chuckling.
Jupe moistened his lips with the tip of his tongue after he laughed.
My dick twitched.
The tips of Jupe’s thumbs sought out my dimples. He laughed saying,” You still have these two big dimples. You’ll always have them Mars.”
“You still have your big cleft in your chin too Jupe. It looks so deep up close like this. I don’t think you and me have ever been this close to each other,” I innocently said to him.
“Un-huh,” Jupe said, feeling my chin with his thumb and forefinger. He lightly pinched it before his thumbs joined together sliding down under my chin.
“Where’s your Adam’s apple?” Jupe asked, smiling.
“It’s there somewhere,” I said to him.
“Tilt your head back Mars, Jupe said. Oh there it is, it’s just a little guy.”
We both laughed.

Jupe’s hands slid along the tops of my shoulders.
“You’re still skinny huh?” Jupe asked.
“Not really,” I replied. My body twitched.
“Isn’t it funny that I’m such a big guy and you’re not? You’re built like Mom was,” Jupe said, smiling, flashing a smile at me.

Jupe had begun wearing dark racing styled sunglasses that wrapped around the front of his head. I couldn’t see his eyes anymore unless he was in bed like he was at that moment. His eye color looked light gray. His eyes had been so dark before the accident; almost black like his hair.

“You still have red hair like Mom did, don’t you Mars?” Jupe asked.
“Nope,” I said, giggling.
“What did you do to it? Did you color it?” he asked.
“Yup, I’m platinum blonde now,” I replied, smiling.
“No way? Really?” Jupe asked.
“Yeah, I really like it. I dyed my eyebrows the same color too,” I said, proudly.
“Do you ever use make-up Mars?” Jupe asked.
“I’m wearing some right now but not much,” I replied.

Jupiter touched my lips. He used the tip of his thumb to touch them.
“You’re not wearing lipstick,” he said.
“No, I’ve never work that stuff. Sometimes I use my lips gloss but usually only during winter.
“I bet you look sexy don’t you Mars?” Jupe asked.
My cock oozed. I gulped.
Jupe put his big hands back on top of my shoulders.
“Stand up beside my bed Mars,” Jupe said.
I rose to my feel slowly. Jupe tossed his two pillows. They landed at the foot of his bed. He shifted himself to sit on the edge of his bed.
I was staring at his crotch. Jupe was wearing sweatpants. He wasn’t wearing underwear underneath them. Jupe had a hardon. It was obvious.
Jupe’s knees bumped into my legs.
“Stand between my legs Mars,” Jupe said, as he reached upwards with his hands open, his palms landing on my chest.
“Is it okay if I feel your arms and torso?” Jupe asked.
“Un-huh,” I whispered. I sighed. Jupe smiled.
“You’re just as skinny,” Jupe said, touching my chest.
“I weight 135, I think,” I said to him, almost gasping as my hard dick oozed again. I was trembling slightly.
“Are you cold?” Jupe asked.
“Noooooooo,” I softly moaned as Jupe’s palms covered my nipples. My hands gripped Jupe’s wrists.
“What’s wrong Mars?” Jupe asked, his smile frozen solid.
“Oh nothing,” I sighed, smiling.
My nipples turned rock hard. Since puberty, my nips seemed extremely sensitive.
“What are you wearing? Is your top cotton?” Jupe asked.
“Cotton-silk blend,” I whined.
“What color is it Mars?” Jupe asked.
“Black,” I replied.
“It’s really smooth huh?” Jupe asked. I felt his thumbs run over my nipples twice. I moaned.
“What’s wrong Mars?” Jupe asked again.
“Oh nothing,” I sighed.
Jupe’s palms slid upwards to my shoulders before they ran down my arms. I was still hanging onto his wrists. I removed my hands. Jupe’s hands gripped my wrists before his hands touched mine.
“Your wrists and hands are so small compared to mine huh?” Jupe asked.
His cock jolted as I stared at it. Jupe softly grunted.
“Can I touch your back?” Jupe asked.
“Okay,” I whispered, sighing again as I turned around. Jupe dropped my hands. His touched my hips. Jupe tried to touch his fingers together. I sucked in every bit of air that I could hold within my lungs. Jupe gripped my hips.
“Your hips are shaped different than mine huh?” Jupe asked, chuckling lightly.
“You don’t have any hips. You’re built like a giant “V”. Your torso tapers from your shoulders and end at the top of your things,” I moaned as my cock oozed for an unknown time.
“I still have a bubble butt,” don’t I, Mars?” Jupe asked, laughing.
“You do not. I do. Your ass is almost flat.” I said, as Jupe’s hands slowly lowered cupping my ass globes.
“Oh yeah,” he said, laughing, lightly squeezing my ass.
I thought that I was gonna faint. I felt weak in the knees. Jupe held my waist again.
“Are you okay?” Jupe asked.
“Oh yeah,” I moaned.
“Good, me too Mars,” Jupe said, sounding fucking hot.
His right hand slid around me landing on my gut. He said at the same time, “You still have a flat gut huh. I breathed in deeply. Jupe moaned saying, I mean a sunken gut huh?” as he laughed heartily.
Jupe’s hand returned to my hips. His hands slid upwards, up my sides. They stopped under my armpits. He lightly squeezed me as I felt his body move closer to me. That or I had backed up not knowing it.
His hands slowly moved around me covering my nipples again.
“Are you sure you’re not cold?” Jupe asked.
“No Jupe,” I sighed, tilting my head upwards. My hair touched his forehead and face. He shook his head from side to side.
“Your hair feels good on my face; did your chest get furry like mine?” Jupe asked, lightly moaning.
“Heck no. I don’t have any hair on my body. Well almost none. I don’t shave my chest. I’m a smoothie,”
I said, giggling, feeling his big hands on me.
“What do you mean you don’t have any body hair?” Jupiter asked.
I laughed. I blushed as I chuckled.
“Oh down there you mean, Jupe said, sliding his hands down my sides until he gripped my thighs. Do you shave your legs? Is that what you mean?” Jupe asked, sounding totally sexy.
“No Silly. I don’t shave my legs. I don’t have to. I’m a natural smoothie. I mean…” I said, not finishing my sentence.
“Oh you mean up here huh?” Jupe chuckled as the palm of his right hand glided over my protruding crotch.
I gulped. I sighed. I moaned and groaned grabbing his hand as it touched my stomach. His hand felt like it was on fire.
“JUPE,” I cried out.
“What Mars?” Jupe asked softly as I felt his nose chin and lips touch my back. He mumbled something but I couldn’t hear what he said.
Jupe turned his head to the side. I felt the side of his face in the center of my back.
“It’s hot in here,” Jupe said, as I backed up closer between his legs. I looked down to see Jupe parting his legs wider to make more room.
“It’s very hot in here,” I replied as Jupe’s hands slid to my hips. His fingertips dug at the hem of my top. They crept under my top. I shivered feeling his fingertips. Jupe slid his hands under my top. I sighed loudly. Jupe moaned as his hands slid higher. His fingertips touched my hard nipples as he moaned. I almost yelped a high pitch sighing.
Teasingly Jupe’s fingertips flicked my nipples repeatedly.
“JUPE,” I cried out again.
“What Mars,” Jupe groaned. He lowered his hands to my sides again. He pulled his head slowly away from my back as he slowly raised my top higher and higher. He held my top under my arms tugging at it gently. I gripped the hem holding it for Jupe. The side of his face touched my back again. Jupe groaned as he said, “You feel so smooth. His palms slid up and down my sides slowly.
He whispered, “Mars, take your top off.”
I yanked at it, pulling it over my head. I removed my arms from within it. I dropped my top in front of me. It fell to the floor covering my toes.
I stretched my arms high feeling Jupe’s big warm soft hands gently rubbing my chest and abdomen. My cock was dancing wildly inside my briefs and jeans.
Jupe began to gingerly kiss my back. Little hot kisses. He ran the tip of his tongue from within the small of my back up to between my shoulder blades. I moaned loudly saying, “JUPE.”
“Un-huh Mars,” Jupe moaned. His hands slid southbound landing on the top of my jeans touching my belt.
“Mm, mm, mm,” Jupe moaned as his fingertips played with my belt buckle.
“JUPE,” I shouted, sighing.
“Un-huh, mm, mm, mm,” Jupe moaned again.
Jupe popped the single button at the top of my jeans. I dropped my arms. I covered his hands with my palms as I constantly moaned.
“I wish I could see you Mars,” Jupe sighed.
“Your hands are so hot Jupe,” I groaned.
“Your body is so hot Mars, you feel so good. You feel sexy. Are you sexy Mars, tell me please. Say yes Mars please,” Jupe begged kissing my back.
“Un-huh, I’m sexy,” I sighed as Jupe gingerly lowered my zipper. Jupe turned his head. His lips pushed at the rear of my jeans as his thumbs dug into the front of my jeans. He began to softly tug at them.
“You smell so good Mars,” Jupe moaned.
“You feel so good Jupe,” I said to him.
Jupe dug the tips of his fingers into the top of my briefs. I felt his fingers glide downwards on an angle. My cock was pointed directly northbound. I felt his fingertips glide along my cock shaft as he raised his hands stretching my underwear. My cock popped out. I heard Jupe moan. I groaned as my briefs and jeans moved downwards. His index fingertips dug into the tops of my things, sliding between my legs. His fingertips tenderly touched my tight ball sack momentarily.
“JUPE, JUPE, JUPE,” I cried out in ecstasy.
Jupe’s face pressed into the small of my back. He dragged my briefs and jeans down to my ankles. I felt Jupe’s hot breath touching the crack of my ass. He kissed my left cheek, puckering his lips with his head turned sideways. I felt only the side of his lips.
Jupe began to slowly massage my calves before slowly moving his hands upwards. He turned his head. He kissed the top of my ass globes tenderly. His hands massaged my lower thighs just above my knees. I felt the tip of his tongue run across the top of my buns.
I couldn’t stop moaning. Neither could Jupe.
“Step out of your things Mars,” Jupe begged as he held my hips again.
I did quickly. I was oozing so much as Jupe said,” Turn around Mars, nice ‘n’ slow for me.”
Jupe’s lips stuck to my hips as I swung around in slow motion counter clockwise.
His lips landed on the head of my oozing cock.
“JUPE,” I moaned, begging, sighing, and hoping he would.
“Mmmmmm,” Jupe moaned as his lips ran over the head of my oozing prick. I felt the tip of his tongue flicker. My generous oozing left a large wet spot on my abdomen.
“Yours tastes like mine,” Jupe groaned, soaking his lips in my precum.
I couldn’t look down. I thought if I did, it would surely be a dream. It was not.
I heard Jupe smacking his lips as he moaned.
“It’s so sweet,” Jupe groaned before he turned his head to the side. His tongue shot out of his mouth, lifting the head of my hard cock into his burning hot mouth.
“Mmmmmm,” Jupe moaned.
“JUPE,” I shrilled.
“Un-huh,” Jupe moaned tonguing the head of my 7-inch hard cock.
“STOP JUPE,” I cried out.
He did. Not that I wanted him to stop but he pulled his head off the head of my cock.
“We shouldn’t be doing this should we Mars?” he asked, sadly, almost in a whisper.
“Yes we should but I have to do the same thing to you,” I groaned, looking down at his tent, standing up straight, pushing at his sweatpants material.
Jupe pulled his hands away from my hips slowly. He looked up at me. He was smiling.
“Let me put my glasses on,” he said to me softly.
“No Jupe, don’t,” I pleaded.
“Are you sure?” he asked.
“Yes I’m sure. I love your eyes. I always did. It doesn’t matter if you’re blind Jupe,” I said.
Jupe kissed my stomach. His chin rubbed my cock head.
“You didn’t shave today,” I said, laughing, pulling away from him.
“I’ll shave right now,” Jupe said, excited.
“No you won’t. Jupe take your clothes off for me please,” I begged.
Jupe ran his hands up my torso until he held my face in his hands. His fingertips touched the back of my neck. He pulled my head down as he stretched his head upwards. He closed his eyes. I did the same. Our lips met. He kissed my lightly as he groaned and I moaned.
I put my hands under his arms. I tugged at him, encouraging him to stand up. He rose to his feet. He towered above me. I tugged as his sweatshirt telling him to take it off. He exposed his furry torso and abdomen. He tossed his sweatshirt. His boner stuck out in front of him pushing at his sweatpants.
I put my hands on Jupe’s hips. He quickly covered them with his big hot palms.
“I’m so hard,” Jupe moaned, trembling slightly.
“You don’t have to tell me that,” I said, giggling.
Jupe laughed saying, “Oh yeah, you can see.”
We laughed. I tugged at his sweatpants. I didn’t have the patience that he did at that time. I lowered them quickly to his ankles. He stepped out of them speedily. I rose to my feet and Jupe placed his hands on the tops of my shoulders. I looked at his thick pubic bush that surrounded his 8-inch uncut oozing cock.
“You’re uncut. I forgot.” I said to him.
Jupe blushed as he looked down at me. I laughed lightly. I reached out to hold his throbbing, jerking cock shaft. Jupe grunted digging his fingers into my shoulders.
“I don’t know what made me touch you Mars. It must have been your voice. You sound so sexy. You feel so sexy,” Jupe moaned as I gently squeezed his cock shaft.
“Turn around Jupe,” I said, as I sat on the edge of his bed.
“Mars, Mars, Mars,” Jupe cried out as I took his oozing cock into my mouth. I sealed my lips covering his dick head. Jupe moved my hand. He slowly retracted his foreskin with his cock head in my mouth. His precum was much more than my own. His tasted sweeter than mine. I savored his precum flavor as I reached for his low hanging balls to hear Jupe bellow, “FUCK.”
“Un-huh,” I moaned, moving my head back and forth taking 3 or 4 inches of his meaty rock hard dick further into my mouth.
I played with Jupe’s big hairy bush. I gripped his hips firmly. I thrust my head forward. I had 6 inches of his dick meat in my mouth before I pulled my head backwards. I pulled at my brother’s hips, forcing his cock into my mouth. Back and forth slowly. I worked his cock like a fucking pro as Jupe moaned and grunted calling out my name.
Jupe got the hang of it. He began to thrust his hips back and forth. I had to suck him off. I hadn’t given anyone a blowjob in months. I had several at the Adult Book Store where I worked part time. There was a glory hole in the rear of the bookstore behind a black curtain, next to the john.
I love giving oral as much as receiving.
I popped my brother’s cock out of my mouth to tongue it properly, running my tongue up the underside of his unsheathed cock or to suck on his helmet head. Teasing his pee-hole was a treat for him. He giggled saying it felt so hot and sexy. I sucked on his balls one at a time before I stuffed both of his nuts into my mouth at the same time. I stretched my lips holding his pecker shaft firmly, sliding my lips from the base of his prick up to the head of his cock before I shoved his cock into my mouth again. Automatically Jupe began to fuck my face. I moaned more and more as he thrust his hips forward faster. His vigorous pace wouldn’t last long. I dug my fingers into his meaty muscular thighs. I stretched my hands upwards, playing with his furry abdomen and chest. I could only flicker his nipples because of his height. I didn’t want his dick to pop out of my mouth. I sucked on the head of his cock firmly.
Jupe was moaning so much. His breathing quickened. He was raspy as he called out saying, “This feels so fucking good Mars. You’re going to make me cum Mars. Do you want me to take it out of your mouth Mars?”
I grunted, shaking my head no. Jupe groaned knowing that he could shoot within my mouth.
“Do you want me to cum Mars?” Jupe grunted, his hips moving back and forth. His nuts slapping under my chin. I opened my mouth with his cock deep in my mouth.
“Un-huh,” I moaned. I sealed my lips over his cock again.
I grabbed hold of his pubic hair on each side of his prick as he fucked my face. I began to slowly tug at his pubic hair. Jupe grunted. I tugged harder. Jupe growled.
His helmet head touched the back of my throat.
“Oh Marsssssssssssssssssssss,” Jupe groaned loudly.
“Un-huhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh,” I moaned, wanting him to shoot as much as he was carrying within his cum tank.
“ARE YOU READY?” Jupe asked shouting.
I didn’t answer. I’m glad I didn’t.
He blasted two nice hot thick loads of cum into my mouth.
Half as thick as tapioca. Fucking hot. Fucking tasty. I wanted it all. I swallowed deeply taking my brothers seed into my esophagus as his cum slid down my throat to coat my tummy. I sucked on the head of his cock as Jupe moaned and groaned. He shot a nice little dessert load into my mouth. A little salty but still, I loved it.

Jupe sat on the edge of his bed. He had me turn around. I sat in his lap. He laid back, flat on his back, me on top of him as he jerked my cock telling me to shoot all over my smooth torso. He pinched my left nipple as his right hand worked quickly. He teased my nape with the tip of his hot tongue. I began erupting. Thrice, that’s three times I shot my hot cum all over my chest. I relaxed my head. It rested next to my brother’s head as he worked my cum into my pores. He’s infatuated with my nipples. He tugged them. He twisted them. He bit them after sucking on them.

Before I left to go to my part time job at the Adult Book Store, Jupe asked,
“Mars, will you be my girlfriend?”
I gently kissed him goodbye.
I said, “After you fuck me, I’ll think about it. I’ll see you later okay Jupe.”
“See ya Mars,” Jupe replied…

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