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Helping Out Big Brother - Part 1

It was a Friday afternoon and I was home with my big brother Matt. He was looking after me since our parents were up the coast visiting our cousins for the week and were meant to be coming back tonight. The past few days had been pretty cool, Matt let me do whatever I wanted so I played video games and ate junk food for the most part, living it up before our parents got back. Matt was also enjoying his own time, having a girl over every night, usually a different girl from the night before, but I could never keep track. The amount of girls he brought home was unbelievable, being a jock and the rugby team captain probably had something to do with it.

This afternoon he had one of the cheerleaders from his local footy team over and from what I could hear, he was showing her a good time. The walls between our bedroom were pretty thin so I could hear his headboard banging repeatedly against the wall and the girl’s moans of pleasure.

I on the other hand was on my bed cleaning my brother’s rugby boots with a toothbrush and cloth, trying to remove the dirt and debris from his practice earlier in the day. It was something he politely asked me to do because he totally forgot to do it after practice and with his girl coming over he had no time before the game tomorrow. Seeing as though he was letting me get away with everything this week as well as buying me pizza and take out every night I felt bad saying no to him. He was my big brother and I looked up to him in every way.

Hearing my brother in the other room fucking the random girl’s brains out made me feel somewhat jealous. I couldn’t work out why, because I had no urge to make out with girls, it confused me and I thought it was just something about growing up.

Eventually the banging on the wall stopped and I heard my brother’s bedroom door fling open and footsteps coming closer. Matt was walking down the hall to the bathroom, he passed my room completely naked, he had so much confidence and little to no shame at all. The unmistakable sound of piss hitting the toilet bowl echoed down the hall, he must have left the door open, not caring at all who could hear or see him.

As the pissing continued in the background I looked down at the huge size 13 boot I was cleaning. Something caught my eye and I noticed the inside of the boot was really worn out. I stopped cleaning and kept staring into the dark leather cavern. With no control of my body, my face started moving inches closer on its own. The distinctive smell of sweaty feet and old musky leather getting stronger the closer my nose got. It was rank yet somehow inviting at the same time. Without realising, my face was completely in the opening of the boot and my nose touched the dirty innersole. A small voice in the back of my mind was calling out to me, telling me to take a deep breath. I hesitated, realising what I was about to do. I pulled the boot away from my face just as I hear the toilet flushing and my brother walking back up the hall. His semi flaccid cock and huge low hanging balls swaying as he walked straight into my bedroom, completly naked, I tried not to stare so I looked down and continued cleaning.

“Hey lil bro, how’re those boots coming along?”

“Hmm…uhh…hey Matt…uhhh yeah im almost done.” For some reason I was so nervous, I couldn’t look my brother in the eye.

“Thanks lil bro, seriously you’re such a good brother to me. Helping me out while mum and dad are away. I’ll make sure they know how helpful you’ve been.”

“It’s ok Matt, I’ve seen Dad clean your boots so many times, it’s not too hard, just takes time.”

“Well don’t rush them, take your time. They need to look perfect for the big game tomorrow, we’re in the finals you know.”

“Sure Matt, I’ll try to do them as good as Dad does.”

“I know you’ll do a better job than him lil bro, you’re so good at this kinda stuff.”

I blush and smile, looking down at the strange compliment he gave me.

“Anyway, like I said, take your time lil bro. I’ll just be in my room entertaining my guest.” He winks at me and turns around, continuing down the hall back to his room.

I faintly hear him talking. “Ready for round two bitch?” Matt laughs as the girl replies something inaudible. I hear Matt again. “Too bad, you’re only here for one reason.” As his door slams shut.

I continue my cleaning, trying to understand what was happening to me. Why had I stuck my face inside my brother’s smelly rugby boot, the thought was sickening, yet it was making me feel so strange inside. I focused on suppressing the urge to stick my nose back into the opening of the boot. At the same time I heard the unmistakable sound of a girl moaning in pleasure, or was it pain, I couldn’t tell. The picture frames on my wall shook from the forceful banging of Matt’s bed on the wall between us.

This felt right to me, I thought. As weird as it sounded in my head, helping my big brother out gave me a feeling of satisfaction and almost pleasure. I couldn’t understand it but I felt this was where I should be. Not out at a friend’s house but here at home with my big brother, cleaning his dirty rugby boots while he enjoyed himself.

My mind now played back all the times I’d seen Dad cleaning Matt’s boots. I remember asking him why he used to spend so much time working on them, after every game and practice session Matt had. He would always say the same thing. “Your big brother is the captain of his team son, we can’t expect him to show up to his games with his boots not shining like new.”

“Hmm that makes sense, but why doesn’t Matt clean them? Why are you always doing it?” I always wondered why Matt never cleaned his own boots. Dad was always so willing to do it, whenever Matt came home from practice Dad would always stop what he was doing to go clean his boots. I always thought it was weird but Mum told me he was just proud of his eldest son being the captain of the team and wanted to help him out as best he could. I started to wonder, maybe Dad got the same feeling of satisfaction cleaning Matt’s boots like I did now.

I finally finished cleaning the dirt and dust off Matt’s boots and inspected them with a close eye. I check all over and especially the top where everyone would see. The opening of his boot was staring me in the face. The faint smell of sweat wafted out, tickling my nose ever so slightly, inviting me back in. My head froze in place. My hand instinctively started to move closer to my face. The voice in the back of my head was back guiding me, telling me this was right, that I had cleaned my big brother’s boots and this was my reward. Matt’s boot was so big, the opening covered my entire face as my nose and lips touched the sole inside.

I could hear Matt in his room behind me, fucking the cheerleader with full force as the banging on the wall became louder. The girl started screaming uncontrollably while Matt was yelling back at her. “YEAH BITCH! FUCKING TAKE IT!” As soon as those words came out of his mouth, it was like he was in the room speaking to me. I stopped holding my breath and inhaled deeply.

All the hours of practice, all the games he played and all the points he scored. I could smell it all. It stank. Years of sweat built up along the inner leather walls of the boot portrayed the vision of a hard working athlete and a leader of men. My mind was lost in an explosion of pleasure. The little voice in the back of my head had now taken over my mind and was controlling my every move and thought.

My big brother’s hard working rugby feet were in here not long ago, touching the same fabric that my face was now in contact with. I didn’t hesitate, I kissed the bottom of the inner sole once, twice and continued as the screams and bangs from the Matt’s room became louder.

My mind telling me I had done a good job cleaning Matt’s boots but it was only the outside, I hadn’t finished the job. I knew what that meant, I stuck out my tongue and slid it slowly across the inner sole tasting the hours of sweat built up over many years. It was so salty on my tongue. It told me I hadn’t cleaned Matt’s boots properly. I didn’t want to disappoint him. I started to lick faster and with more force. My small tongue trying to reach every crevis, I needed to clean up all the sweat and any dirt that may have fallen inside. Matt’s boots needed to be cleaned, he deserved clean boots inside and out. This was my job, this is what I should be doing, this is where I belonged.

Matt’s voice boomed from the other room, yelling at the obviously fatigued girl. “YEEEEEAH BITCH! I FUCKING OWN YOU! UGHHH!” In my lost confused state I couldn’t help but feel like these shouts were directed at me.

One final bang of the wall and everything went quiet.

I snapped out of it. What the fuck was I doing? I pulled the boot away from my face. I was huffing and out of breath, my mind racing and my hands shaking. I heard Matt’s bedroom door open and I quickly placed his boots together neatly on the floor near my bed.

Matt walked past and looked in. He was still naked and covered in sweat, his cock and balls swaying freely. I never noticed what a good looking guy he was, with his short blonde hair, sparkling blue eyes and beefy toned body. No wonder he could get a different girl every night.

“Hey lil bro you alright there? You look a bit out of it.”

“Ah…Hi Matt…yeah im fine.”

“We were pretty loud that time hey? Sorry haha, but you know I gotta keep up my reputation. Really show these girls why I’m the captain of the rugby team.” He chuckled and grinned at me.

“Ahah.. yeah…” I looked down at Matt’s boots awkwardly.

“Oh hey, you finished cleaning my boots?” Matt asked as he walked into my room, his now soft cock swaying left and right as he walked towards my bed.

I was so nervous for some reason, I just kept staring down.

He picked up his boots and looked them over. “Hmmm…” Turning them around a few times, inspecting them. “Wow lil bro, you actually cleaned the inside?”

My stomach sank and my heart beat like crazy. My mind started racing. Fuck he knows somehow! He knows I licked inside his boots.

“You must have been scrubbing that toothbrush in there like crazy hey? Haha.”

I sank back down in relief. “Uhhh..ha..ha..yeah Matt, it was pretty difficult to reach inside you know.”

“I bet lil bro but you did such a good job! Dad didn’t start cleaning the inside of my boots until I ordered…uh…asked him to.”

That was weird I thought. Did Matt just say he ordered Dad to clean the inside of his boots? Couldn’t be. He must’ve mispoke.

“Well thanks lil bro, I do really appreciate you cleaning my rugby boots.” He scruffed my hair with his still sweaty hand. “I hope they didn’t smell too bad” He laughed and my heart went crazy as I kept staring down. “You know my feet have a tendency to stink up these boots.” He lifted one of his huge feet onto my bed directly in my view. “These big size 13’s sweat so much when they’re getting a workout.” I stared at Matt’s huge wide foot as he started wiggling his thick sweaty toes. “Especially between my toes.” They were glistening from the light. I kept staring at them, I couldn’t look away. “That’s where they stink the most lil bro.” My head started to lower towards the huge foot. Matt suddenly brought his foot back down to the floor and I snapped out of it, looking up. He smiled at me and then started walking away towards the door.

While he was at the door he turned back. “Oh by the way, I forgot to tell you, Mum and Dad called earlier. Aunty Lucy is sick, so they’re staying up at the coast to look after the kids for another few days.”

“Oh…ok.” Were the only words I could muster.

“Yeah it’s a shame, they’re gonna miss the finals tomorrow. Dad was meant to help me out after the game, these boots will be filthy again. Looks like you’ll be helping out your big brother instead lil bro.” He winked at me and walked off down the hall chuckling. I just sat on my bed not knowing what to think.

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