Silent Night | COLE AND COLTON | Tape #1

Christmas is a very special holiday in my family. This year, mom and dad are hosting and everyone will be coming over. My grandparents will be staying in my room during the holiday while they visit, so I was moved to my older brother Cole’s room in the meantime. Cole was going to arrive at any moment, and I suspected he might roll his eyes knowing we’d be sharing a room again.

While I was getting the bunk bed set up and ready for use, I saw a photo of Cole in his track uniform back when he was a senior in high school. He is four years older than I am and so while I am just finishing up my senior year, he is completing his bachelor's degree. I always thought Cole looked so hot in that picture. So I took a moment to lie back in the bottom bunk, slip my jockeys down, and close my eyes…

Suddenly the bedroom door slowly started to open! I barely had time to cover myself with a blanket when—lo and behold—Cole himself peeked in. I know I was totally red in the face, but I managed to keep cool and croaked out a weak hello.

Always the kind-hearted and thoughtful person, Cole smiled warmly and sat down next to me on the bed. He thanked me for allowing him the top bunk. I remembered that Cole preferred the top bunk and I figured that concession might dull the annoyance of having to share a room again.

I arched an eyebrow when Cole slid just slightly closer to me and replied that, in fact, he wasn’t annoyed at all. Then, before I could manage a reply, Cole winked and waltzed right back out the way he came. I didn’t know what to think, but I certainly knew that my dick was still hard.

Later that evening after family dinner, I noticed that Cole had disappeared. The ‘spicy’ eggnog had certainly started to kick in with the adults and the festivities were really getting amped up. I figured that I would look around and see where my brother went off to.

When I finally found Cole, he was exiting through the front door. I darted over to where he was and we sat down together outside on the top step of the porch. I asked if he was alright—honestly, he didn’t really seem all together at the dinner table. Cole seemed distant and distracted with deep inner thought.

Cole confessed that he was overwhelmed by attention from the family in general. I couldn’t help but scoff just a bit. That wasn’t the Cole I knew! Besides, they were all just thrilled to see him again. I was thrilled to see him. Even now, my heart is beating fast.

My brother and I spent some time catching up and discussing what we both had been up to in the half-year that he’d been gone. After a while, I could see that the mood had lightened a bit. Cole had smiled more in the half hour that we’d sat there on the porch together than I’d seen from him all day.

Eventually, I asked Cole if he’d finished wrapping presents yet. He admitted that he hadn’t even gotten started. So we agreed to have a little one-on-one wrapping party later in the evening after the celebration was over and the parents had gone to bed.

2 A.M. rolls around and my brother and I were still wrapping presents. Truth be told, it was I who did most of the wrapping. Cole could barely focus on the task. He was far away somewhere; I wanted him to open up to me.

I couldn’t take it anymore. So I just straight-up asked my brother why he had stayed away so long. He offered up some worrisome news about how he and his girlfriend Sara had broken up recently. Cole begged me not to say anything to our parents as they loved Sara and the break-up might upset them.

I was definitely surprised to hear the relationship with Cole and Sara had ended. They had been high school sweethearts and were virtually inseparable. When I asked what had happened to cause the break-up, Cole got a little nervous all the sudden and could barely maintain eye contact with me. He tried to shrug the matter off and made some comment about how I’d understand when “I’m older”.

Well, I wasn’t feeling that, so I spoke up and let my brother know about it. In addition, I shared that I’d been carrying around something that I felt was kind of awkward and needed to unburden myself of. Shortly after Cole had moved away to college, I had made a shocking discovery.

The moment Cole had moved out I had taken over his bedroom as it was much bigger than my own. While I had been clearing out some random clutter left behind in Cole’s bedroom, I found some porn mags and a few XXX DVD’s. Gay ones. As I confessed this to my brother, he became perfectly still. Nearly four years had transpired and I had never breathed a word of it to anyone.

Cole collected himself after a moment and surprised me with his response. He sheepishly offered a nervous half-smile and inquired if I had looked at the porn. We locked eyes. I can’t even begin to describe how fast my heart was racing. I could feel the heat of his body so close to mine—I was starting to sweat.

I had indeed looked at the porn. Mesmerized, I had flipped through every page of each magazine in secret long after everyone else had gone to bed. Most of the guys in the mags were pretty hot, but that fact wasn’t exactly what had made my dick hard.

Cole pressed me about what had turned me on so much. I swallowed hard, took a second to breathe, and then made another, life-changing confession: my intense arousal occurred in the moments that I fantasized about him touching himself while looking at the porn.

The look on Cole’s face was absolutely priceless. A bead of sweat had formed on his own brow. I could tell his mind was blown and a thousand things must have been swirling through his head.

I’d always had a crush on Cole, even as a little boy. Happening upon the gay porn just confirmed what I had not just suspected about my brother, but had also fantasized about countless times during the course of my young life.

Now everything had changed. What happened next felt like a dream; it was the last thing I was expecting. Cole readjusted himself and got into a kneeling position in front of me. He began to slowly pull his pajama bottoms and underwear down, and his huge penis popped out. It was fully erect and, my word, it was a big one, and even more beautiful in its shape and girth than I had dreamed it would be.

Transfixed, all I could do was stare. Cole inched even closer. My dreamy brother smiled kindly, and I could see in his eyes that he was confessing with his body what his voice couldn’t yet speak. I couldn’t speak, either. My hand began to move and it landed on Cole’s thigh.

Cole’s held breath finally exploded out in a rush as my hand drew ever closer to his hardon. Finally, my brother took my hand and put it around his huge boner. The silky soft skin of his swollen erection felt amazing.

As I carefully stroked and squeezed my brother’s throbbing penis, I felt a small trickle of precum ooze out and I instinctively rubbed that lubricant into the thick shaft and cockhead. I’m not really sure how much time passed while Cole let me play with his cock and massive balls. I leaned down and softly kissed the head of his hard-on. Cole hissed and moaned as I gingerly put my mouth around it.

This was the first time that I had been with a guy, let alone giving head. I loved it right away: The taste and texture of my brother’s magnificent cock was even better than I had dreamed. Cole gasped and pushed his dick deeper into my mouth. I thought I might gag, but I didn’t. So we went faster. Pretty soon, I was swallowing Cole like we’d been doing it all of our lives.

I had the wherewithal to realize that Cole would be going back to his university after the New Year. Then I wondered if Cole might be willing to take my virginity. I hoped beyond hope that he might consider it.

All of this and much more went racing through my mind as my mouth and jaw began to adjust to the size of Cole’s hardon. Pretty soon, I was deep-throating him—with his guidance at first, but I quickly got the hang of it. At the same time, Cole started groping my ass. He lightly smacked my butt and when I looked up at him, he silently gestured for me to let up so he could remove my shirt. The second it was off, however, his drooling penis was right back inside my mouth.

Suddenly, with a flick and twirl of his finger, my brother indicated that I should turn around.

Instinctively, I got into the doggy position and took a deep breath. Cole pulled my pants down but kept my underwear on, exposing my bottom. He took long, shuddering breaths as he felt up every inch of my rear. I bit my lip as it was all I could do to refrain from begging him to take me.

Cole reached out and pulled a large footstool cushion over and gestured for me to hop onto it. Once I did, he finally removed my jockeys. What came next, well… clearly my brother knew what he was doing. He began to simultaneously pull at my own aching boner while kissing and licking my smooth boy hole.

Looking at the porno mags and seeing men eating one another out peaked my curiosity back when I first saw it. I didn’t think that Cole would be interested in that, as I was his little brother, but the way that his meaty, juicy tongue kept pushing deeper inside of me, I realized that I was dead wrong.

Then I felt something else touch the pink entry of my puckering anus. Turned out to be Cole’s swollen cock head. I gripped the edge of the cushion and pushed my ass back. God I wanted this.

My brother slowly, steadily, achingly pressed his hard-on inside of me. I concentrated on my breathing and also prayed that I wouldn’t cum before he could get all the way to the hilt.

Before I knew it, we were rocking back and forth together in a fuck rhythm that had both of us crying out with mind-bending bliss. Cole loved me with a sensuous heat. I could only manage to gasp his name in response to each thrust.

Once Cole had gotten my hole good and loosened up a bit, he pulled out and flipped me over onto my back. My tender pucker must have really tightened up again while I switched positions because it took nearly as long to re-enter me as it did the first time.

Cole’s fuck thrusts were getting more hurried and I could see by the look on his face that he was getting close. Then, with a joyous, mighty heave, my brother drove his meat even deeper than before. His cockhead hit a place that I wasn’t aware existed. The eye-popping shockwaves of pleasure rippled over and over throughout my entire body. I came hard and I didn’t even touch myself!

Once Cole saw that happen, he immediately pulled out and shot a load all over my body. Big brother was gulping air at this point; and quite frankly, I couldn’t see straight. Finally, Cole put his still hard penis back inside my still hungry hole. He leaned over and gave me the hottest, sweetest kiss.

After a long, hazy daze in each other’s arms, I eventually recalled that real life would emerge again in the morning. Our love would have to remain just between us. As I clung to my brother and kissed him back, I clearly and undeniably understood a powerful truth: all I had genuinely wished for my entire life was for Cole to be truly mine—and me, his...