Brian Laver

More than a mother

CHAPTER ONE

Bobby Arnold was tightening the nuts on his bicycle wheel when he heard the girl's voice.

"Are you sure no one will come by here?"

"I told you, my mother's busy in the house and my brothers aren't home."

Bobby recognized his brother Carl's voice, and he was with one of the many girls who regularly fucked him. Carl was eighteen, and Bobby wished he were that old, too, if it would mean tie could get laid. At eighteen, he was still a virgin, even though he tried his damnedest to get his prick between the wet lips of same chick's cunt.

He heard footsteps and figured that his brother was bringing the girl into the garage where he was fixing his bike. Suddenly, he had an inspiration. Jumping to his feet, he scrambled behind a wheelbarrow and crouched down. His heart rounded when he heard two sets of feet patter into the garage. The door of the family car opened, and then slammed shut. Bobby waited a few minutes before he dared lift his head to see what was going on.

Just as he expected. Carl's head was pressed against a head of long brown waves. They were kissing and Bobby's cock immediately got hard in horny jealousy. He knew he would be able to watch if he were a little careful. The two in the car would be too busy to notice him lurking around.

From where he was, Bobby could only see their heads and he would have to get a better vantage point. There was a workbench near him, and from there he could climb right into the rafters of the garage. He would have to be quiet, or his brother would probably beat the shit out of him for watching. It was worth the dangers involved, though. Bobby climbed up on the bench and crouched in the shadows.

Now he could see his brother's hand caressing the big swell under the girl's jersey. Carl looked a lot like Bobby, and Bobby found it easy to pretend that it was him in the car with that girl. His hand formed a cupped shape as he imagined what it would feel like to have a warm, soft tit in it. He hoped his brother would get a lot from that girl because he could at least share the action as far as looking went and in his horny condition that was quite a lot.

When Bobby saw his brother pulling the girl's tight jersey up over her big jugs, his heart leaped and his head got dizzy. The twin mounds curved so deliciously to their pink tips that Bobby was sure he'd never seen anything so beautiful. When his brother lowered his head and took one of those pink nipples into his mouth, his blond hair fell over the tit and obstructed Bobby's view, but the sight of seeing his brother sucking that tit was exciting enough.

After sucking the girl's tits for a while, Carl lifted his head. Bobby could see how wet the tits were from the kissing and sucking they'd received. Bobby's own mouth was watering in hunger, but he would have to content himself with watching.