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I could feel my brother creeping across my bed. I pretended to be still asleep as he quietly got on top of me, moving into a position. A smile crept across my face. I was so happy he was home. I felt him adjust so that his butt was right over top of me. I could smell his bedtime musk, the cotton of his boxers was tickling my nose. His ass stank more than ever. Either that or I just wasn't used to it again yet. He was hovering above me, rocking back and forth, rubbing his butt against my face as if to wake me up. The bed creaked with his weight as he moved, preparing, brewing up his gas. I felt just a puff of air, but there was no sound to speak of. I pretended not to wake from that, but I did smell his vile, silent but violent stink as it lingered around my nostrils. I could hear him grunting and straining. There was no way just that little toot would do.
PFFftftftrbbrbbr.
There it was. Much louder and bubblier. My air suddenly became polluted with his ass stench. If I hadn't already been awake, I would have thought our house was under some sort of toxic attack with how bad it was.
"Mmmmm, morning big bro..." I said, snorting his early morning offering.
"How's that smell, little dude? It smells like shit up here. " He laughed.
"Mmm yeah, it fucking stinks."
"You're such a nasty little freak, you know that, haha? What about my shit? Did you like that yesterday? "
"I dunno. I had a bit of a tummy ache last night, but I don't really care. I think I would do anything you ask. Why? "
"I was just thinking how weird this all is, that's all. "
"Like, I wouldn't say I like the smell. But I like the stuff we do. I like trying your different farts and seeing what they are like." I asked.
Then he surprised me. I was expecting him to bare his naked ass to me, maybe make me lick him, but instead he pulled away. He got up from on top of me, sitting back up, and took a seat on my bed next to me.
"I just want to be sure. You like doing it... because you like doing it, or because I asked you to? "
"A bit of both, I guess. "
"Come sit down in front of me here," he said, pointing to the floor in front of him.
Oh shit. Here we go. I got that funny feeling in my tummy again, something that seemed to happen a lot when he got me to try new things. I hauled myself out of bed, moving over and kneeling between his spread legs. I had a front row seat to his crotch, and when I looked at it, I was expecting him to have his morning wood like me, but there didn't appear to be any tent in his boxers. All I could see was the bridge across his slightly peach-fuzzed legs.
"Do you think what we do is gay?" He began, looking down at me.
"Um. I don't know. It's just something I do for you. "
"So when you do that stuff, you don't find it weird that I don't get you to suck my dick as well?"
"Not really," I said, shaking my head. "We always just did the butt stuff since I was little. Is that what you want me to do now? Suck your cock? " I looked back at his crotch. Still not hard. But what else was I doing down here?
"That's the thing. I'm not gay either, but I think you might be. You were hard yesterday. I get hard from making you do stuff to me. I like the control. I like the feeling of your tongue up my asshole. My favourite part has always been getting you to do new things. Gross things. I know I stink, but you do it anyway. But that makes me wonder. Why were you hard? "
There were those nerves again. I had heard my friends talk about people being gay. I just liked doing things for my brother, though. I think? Maybe I WAS gay. Why did I get hard over it?
"I do that stuff because it's like a challenge for me and doing naughty stuff is like our little secret. I know that you'd never do any of that stuff to me, I think yesterday was the first time I even got naked in front of you like that. Maybe that is why I got a boner? "
"I think you might be gay, little bro. Not that I really care. We can still do the stuff we have always done. Now... take off my boxers. "
Maybe he was right. I would have to check out some boys today. Maybe if I liked smelling my brother, I might like smelling some of my school friends too? I just shrugged, and got to doing whatever my brother had in mind next. Taking his boxers off was pretty mundane compared to what we had done before. That said, I slipped them down, revealing his only semi-hard cock. I had seen his penis a bunch before, so it wasn't all that surprising to see it now, with his couple of strands of hair and his balls just hanging there.
"Good. Now put your cock in your mouth. Gently. "
I looked him in the eye. I shuffled upwards, getting a whiff of his musky morning crotch. Then, using my finger and thumb, I slipped his penis into my mouth.
"I don't want you to suck on it." he ordered. "I don't want a blow job. You ate my shit yesterday, and today I got you something else you can try. "
I looked up at him, our eyes meeting. Oh shit, I just realised he was going to pee. My mouth was around his cock, and he was soft. He was going to pee in my mouth! My lips quivered. Oh man, this would be different. I could feel the weight of his dick resting against my tongue, poised for his piss to have nowhere to go but into my mouth. I whimpered. This was new territory for me. I shuffled up a little closer to get into a better position, forming a secure seal around the base of his cock.
"That's it. Now give me a minute," my brother said.
I waited in anticipation, breathing in his bedtime musk from between his thighs. First his shit, and now this. Was I really going to drink his piss now? Man, I really was a dirty perv. I felt the muscles in his groin flex and contract as he tried to coax his bladder into action. I was careful not to move too much, as I didn't want to accidently make his soft cock start to harden.
"Here it comes, little bro..."
Then I felt it. A little dribble of his sour, acrid piss rolled across my tongue. The first taste was barely a drop, and before I even registered what it was, I had swallowed it, its hot flavour sliding down my throat.
"Good. Now here comes the rest... I'm just going to hold the back of your head in place so we don't get any on the floor."
His hand came around, firmly on the back of my head and pulling me in close against his crotch. I shut my eyes tightly as his dribble started again. This time, his pressure grew until he was just pissing directly into my mouth. I gulped and gulped down his steamy morning piss. At full flow, it took him about 20 seconds before he was done, the last spicy squirts splashing into my mouth.
"How was that?" He asked as I swallowed the last of his broth.
"It tasted kind of like what I expected. Not bad, but not good either. "
"Oh yeah? Well, I've got one more surprise for you. " He said, grinning down at me.
He pushed his boxers completely off, only to roll over backwards on the bed, once more presenting his teenage anus to me.
"Oh what the fuck dude?! " I whispered harshly as to not wake up our parents.
There it was, his bare anus spread wide in front of me. Now, that part I was used to, but it was the yellow and brown smears around it that was different. Clearly, he had had a shit before waking me up, and had not bothered to wipe. Little tidbits of shite were still stuck near his hole, with a couple of streakers running up his crack.
"Well, I figured we can't exactly both go in the bathroom with mom and dad here. But, I could save on some toilet paper by having you clean me afterwards. Now hurry up; they'll be up any minute. Clean my asshole, little bro. "
I gawked at the mess. That explains why the smell was so strong when he first had his ass over my head. He lay there, his arms around his knees, his dirty teen ass, waiting for me to clean it. With my tongue, no less. I decided to give it a go, moving my head forward, I suddenly flinched back again. Oh god, was this me now? I wondered what other boys' holes might be like. Would they have holes that smelled like my brothers? Would their farts smell the same? My brother stirred me out of my ponderings by blasting my face with his gas, mere inches, some of the shrapnel launching itself onto my face.
"Nngh!" I muttered, his odour inescapable.
"Hurry up, bro. Clean me. Quickly."
Most boys would be repulsed by their older brother doing something like this, but not me. I knew what my role was. I leaned in, driving my tongue back up there where it belonged.
"Fuck yeah, little shit breath. Lick out my fuckin' hole... lick my fuckin' smelly, dirty, shitty hole."
Feeling the slippery grittyness of it and tasting it, once again I realised I was growing more used to doing this. It was his shit, but I could do this. I just dove right in. Before yesterday, I might have been afraid that I might have found turds up there or something, but not anymore. Now I knew I wanted them. Little nuggets of my older brother's ass, waiting for me to find.
"Oh fuck.." he exclaimed above me as I willingly kissed his anus, probing my tongue deep into his rectum. I felt the wet, sticky shit caked around his asshole melt away into my mouth as I licked and kissed his teen hole. This hole was a place of torment for so long, and now I couldn't get enough of it. My face was pressed up hard against his backside as I wiggled my tongue deeper and deeper into my brother's bowels than I had ever before. My brother made noises I had never heard him make before, as I licked him, making sure that he was squeaky clean.
I knew I was in a vulnerable position too, having my nostrils right there next to his sphincter, and when I could feel his ring tightening and releasing, I knew what was coming... BRRBRBBRRBTHTHTH
"Fuck little bro... yes. " I heard him squeak as I endured his latest fart. I felt it burning the back of my throat as I heard him make another noise, a moan, and the throbbing of that little part of his body between his butthole and his balls told me that he was cumming.
I kept going as he came down from his high, smooching his butthole a few more times, dabbing it with my tongue once more to ensure a job well done.
"You're all clean now. " I declared, pulling my face away. What was once a shitty, filthy ass was back to shiny and pink. "Mom and dad will be up soon. "
"Fuckin' A bro. Great job," he gasped.
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