Story: Bill Masturbates for his brother’s wife

From: Bill Barnes

“So you’re into masturbation, that’s cool.
But it makes me sad to think of you sitting all alone next door every night jacking off. So I’m going to do you a favor.” So stood up and faced me. “I know you like to look at me, and I know you like to jack off. How would you like to do both at the same time?”

For many years one of my masturbation muses has been my brother’s wife.

This story is about Her. It starts out autobiographical, but later
moves back and forth between reality and fantasy so much that i’m not
entirely sure which is which any more, and it doesn’t matter anyway.

In my mid 20s I was living next door to my brother. He is a few years
older than me and is married to Megan. My brother and i have a lot in
common, but in this respect we were very different: he was spending
every night sleeping with Megan and I was spending every night jacking
off.

Megan was hot. At 5 foot 6, she was not what you would call
petite. In the porn biz they sometimes call a woman like Megan “thick”.
She was not fat in the least, just curvy and shapely and sexy, with
breasts that were the perfect size and shape for her body. I envied my
brother for having her.

Being
both neighbors and family, i spent a lot of time at their house,
sharing meals, watching TV, just hanging out. I tried to stay cool but
i know that more than once Megan realized that i was staring at Her.
When She spoke to me i would get tongue-tied. My head would fill with
images of what She must look like naked. Of what She must look like
while my brother is having his way with Her. What positions does She
like? Were they doing it every night as i imagined?

Megan and I
became good friends. She would call me up and invite me over for
dinner. I would help out with cooking, taking out the trash, running to
the store, etc.

After a couple of years, one day things took a
strange turn. I was at home in my living room just getting into one of
my very frequent jack-off sessions. I was naked on the couch, today’s
porn selection spread out on the couch beside me, my dick in my hand,
starting to feel really good. But i had carelessly forgotten to lock
the front door. My brother chose just this moment to walk in without
knocking.

I
stashed the porn, left the room, threw a robe on and came back out. It
all happened very fast, but there was no way he didn’t know what i was
doing. He didn’t mention it though, he just launched right into
whatever it was he had come over to talk to me about.

When he
got home he must have told Megan what he saw. He never brought it up,
and nothing changed between he and i, but Megan started to treat me
differently. She started making jokes about sex. She even took up the habit of walking around in her underwear
when I was over. She would get very passionate with my brother right in
front of me, and talk openly about how great the sex was.

Then
late one night, when we had all been drinking and watching TV, Megan
came out of the bedroom in her nightgown. She looked so sexy, I kind of
had to put my eyeballs back in my head after looking at her. After a
few minutes She came over to the couch and sat down beside me.

“You’ve been staring at me” She said.

“i’m sorry…” my voice cracked as i said it.

“That’s OK, it kind of flattering really. …and you have a lump in your pants.”

I turned beet red.

“You’ve
never had a girlfriend have you Bill? I used to think that you must be
one of those guys who just isn’t interested in girls but that’s not
true is it? You just can’t get a girlfriend. I bet you jack off a lot
don’t you?” She was looking right in my eyes as she spoke. All I could
do was blush and nod my head. At this point I noticed my brother get up
and leave the room.

“So you’re into masturbation, that’s cool.
But it makes me sad to think of you sitting all alone next door every
night jacking off. So I’m going to do you a favor.” So stood up and
faced me. “I know you like to look at me, and I know you like to
jack off. How would you like to do both at the same time?”

“But…”

“Don’t
worry, your brother already knows what I’m up to. He went to bed.” She
reached down, unbuckled my belt, and undid my zipper. “OK that’s all
I’m doing, now you have to do the rest.”

My head was reeling but my cock was rock hard. I did as she told me. I pulled it out and started to stroke.

“Good
boy. Show me how you like to do it.” She unbuttoned her nightie and it
dropped to the floor. She was standing before me in just her panties.
“I bet that feels really good huh? Oh I better go get the Kleenex. Is
there anything you need? Maybe some baby oil?”

I just nodded.
She rushed into the other room and was back with a box of Kleenex in
one hand and a bottle of baby oil in the other, which she handed to me.

It
didn’t take long, just a couple of minutes until I shot my cum all over
myself. Megan started pulling Kleenex out of the box and handing them
to me. “Wow, that didn’t take long!” Next time try to take it a little
slower and make it last, you’ll have more fun that way”.

“Next time?” i said.
“Well do you want there to be a next time?” She said with a smirk on her face.

I nodded as I pulled up my pants and got ready to leave.

Megan kissed me on the cheek and said “Good night Jack!”

“Jack?” I said, bewildered.

“That’s short for Jack-off Boy, that’s my new nickname for you. From now on I’m going to call you Jack!”

That
was the one and only time that I got to jack off in my brother’s living
room. After that, Megan would come to my house. She would come over in
her robe, knock on the door, and say “Hey Jack! Wanna play?” And it
would always be a surprise and a thrill to see just what she had on
under that robe. She finally got to the point that what was under the
robe was nothing at all.

She seemed to really take an interest
in my masturbation, looking at the different strokes I use and
suggesting other ones. She would ask me what about her body turned me
on the most, and what poses I liked the best. She would comment on what
a skilled masturbator I am.

I asked her once if she would help me to stroke it, but she said, “I can’t do that. Look but don’t touch, those are the rules.”

Nothing
about this was ever spoken between my brother and I, but he just seemed
to smile when he heard his wife calling me “Jack”.