Probably more common than for brothers with sisters ... but maybe not as common as sisters with sisters?

I don't know about every brother but my older brother used me. I still remember our baths together. He would take me on his lap and after a few minutes I'd feel the stinging in my rear. At first it was just the stinging in my butt and in a little while it was further in, deeper and I have to admit, this many years later I still remember the pain and being confused as to what he was doing.

We used to have a laundry room in our bath room. It was a very small enclosure with an opening. Big enough to lay back in. My brother called me into the bathroom. He was nude and he pulled me into the laundry room. He pulled down my shorts, sucked on my very little boy dick (I couldn't figure out what that was about until many years later) and then he turned me around. I felt something wet between the cheeks of my ass. I looked down and he had our Mom's large jar of vasoline. He put some on my butthole, in my hole and coated his cock. I saw his dick and it was very hard. Then me pulled me down on his lap and I felt the head of his dick enter my butt. It actually felt good this time being smooth. But as he was too excited, he pushed too hard and it hurt as he went deeper. I was crying some for it hurt really bad. I told him it hurt and he slowed down and fucked me gently for a good while.

I still remember the smell of our laundry in the tiny space. I could make out our Dad's smell, our Mom's and our sister's smell in the dirty clothes waiting to be washed by our Mom later. He had a pair of our oldest sister's panties and he was smelling them as he moved in and out of my little boy's ass. He put them to my face and told me to smell. I didn't like the smell much....little did I know then but I would learn to crave that smell of a woman.

He started to move back deeper into my ass. I could take it better then and it didn't hurt as much as before. Me made me move some and I felt him deeper into my bowels as never before. He was rock hard and he started to breath harder and move with more force. After what seemed an hour (it was maybe 5 to 10 minutes at most) he lifted me up and down on his cock, each stroke harder each downward thrust. He pushed me out of the laundry and without removing his dick, fucked me from behind. I had a difficult time keeping my hands on the floor, he was lifting my entire rear, knees and all off the floor as he fucked me. I can still hear his breathing, the smell of the laundry and then the grunts and a long groan. I was scared. He never did that before in the bath tub, those sessions never lasted that long, this was very different than those.

He came in my ass. Pushing all the way in, he hard cock never as deep as it was then. He put his head on my back and told me never tell anyone of what happened. Then he told me he loved me. I felt funny about that, how could he love me and hurt me?

I was bleeding some. He made me clean up. I used toilet paper and remember the reddness in it. That scared me too. Also mixed in with the first wipe was the lube and his cream. His cum stung me as it came back out. He had tore my little butthole spreading me for the entry of his cock and the cum really stung as it flowed out. I felt like I had to go to the bathroom but was afraid that it would hurt too much.

I did later and it really scared me more as there was a lot of blood mixed in my bowel movement. Still I never said a word about what happened.

He fucked me one more time a while later. It was another bath time together, he told our Mom we would take a bath and then get ready for bed. Our Mom wanted to use the bathroom (we only had the one room in the house for the entire family) and he said it would be quicker if we bathed together. At least that's how I remember it.

It was a repeat of the laundry room, using vasoline. It wasn't easy to take him in me never the less but still I didn't cry out or say a word. He fucked me until he came again.

What stopped him was our Mom came into the bathroom to see why it was taking so long and in the bath water draining out was blood, my blood. Our Mom noticed, saw some blood running down the back of my leg from my ass. She looked at my brother and pulled him from the bathroom naked. She came back in, toweled me dry and asked me if I was OK and I told her yes. She asked me if my brother hurt me and I lied to her and said he didn't. She asked me a couple of more times but I didn't tell her. I was about 7 or 8 years old then and scared to tell her because it would get my brother in trouble.

That was the last time. He never mentioned it to me, ever. In the last few years he has done everything he could to be nice to me. I think he is trying to make it up to me for the assault but he doesn't say that.

As an adult male now I understand. I don't approve what he did to me. I was convientant better than beating off. I have forgiven him. Actually, I forgot about it for over 40 years. It came flooding back during a discussion with my wife and was tempted to ask him but that was 5 years ago and I haven't. I don't see the point now. He wanted to fuck our sister Sue. She was beautiful, great body, popular and a bit wild in a good girl way. He loved her panties and I know he masturbated with them many times in our room we shared. So he took it out on me instead. He is 7 years older and when he raped me he was in his raging hormones time. My butt paid for it.

He made me suck him only once. That was during one of his masturbation moments in our bedroom. I do remember that very well. His cock was huge to me then and I couldn't take it all in my mouth. I could get the head of it in my mouth and I did lick it, up and down the shaft. He wanted me to suck it hard and too take it deep in my mouth but I gaged. He didn't like how I did it and got somewhat mad at my poor attempts of sucking him off. He wound up doing a combination of fucking my mouth and beating off. I refused to lick or suck on his balls and so he just kept fucking my face instead. He came really hard. His cum hit me in the face, on my chin and chest. He put his dick in my mouth and his cock erupted in my mouth a couple of times. I wasn't crazy about the taste of his cum. It was bitter, salty and tasted like paste to me. He made me swallow what amount I had in my mouth. He used our sister's panties to wipe my face and chest and what got me, he took his finger and wiped my chin. He then licked his finger. I did't think anything of that except it seemed strange to do at the time.

I have oftened wondered if he remembers that day.