Spencer

The door opened and closed, while I tried to lay still and pretend I wasn't beating my meat with a pair of panties over my nose and mouth. I thought for a moment whoever it was had simply gone away, then I felt the comforter being pulled back and a warm body sliding onto bed next to me.

A part of me was hoping my mother had come to "take care" of her baby, then I felt a hard cock press against my leg. At that point I didn't even have to feel his beard against my cheek to know Spencer had come back to finish what he had started earlier.

"Hi, baby brother," he said. His breath smelled strongly of ****. Then his hand wrapped around my hard cock above my own hand. "Doesn't seem like the date ended the way you would have liked."

"What are you so doing, Spencer?"

"I guess I'm gonna do what your date wouldn't," Spencer said. "At least she left you her panties."

Again the comforter was raised and my brother shifted positions. I was trying to tell what he was doing when his hand pulled my hand away from my hard cock. I was about to protest when his warm, wet lips wrapped around my shaft, causing me to moan involuntarily.

My drunken older brother proceeded to give me the best blowjob I had ever had, while I bit my lip and tried not to get too loud. I didn't have a lot of other blowjobs to compare it too, but he clearly knew more about sucking a cock than any girl I had ever gone out with. It seemed like he was deep throating, licking and teasing my balls all at once.

I most certainly did not want to be getting a blowjob from my gay brother, but I also didn't want him to stop. So I just lay there and sniffed my dates panties, trying to imagine it was her under the covers until I finally came. It was the most intense and powerful orgasm I had ever had.

Spencer coaxed ever last drop of cum out of my balls before he finally released me.

"That wasn't so bad, was it?" he asked as he raised back up. "And for the record, you taste better than I ever imagined."