Breaking the Bro-Code

[romeolin]

Been wanting to share this story that happened to me a couple years ago. While it is not going to be 100% factual, you can rest assure it is not fabricated; I've only enhanced some details to make the story more interesting.

Also, I recently got zapped to moderation by some bullies. I hope you guys can bring me back to the "green zone" - of course that is if you're enjoying the story. ;)


Let's start off by defining the "Bro-Code"

Via urbandictionary:

A series of rules defining on how a set Bro should act.

The Bro Code
1. Thou shalt not sleep with your Bro’s ex-girlfriend.

2. Bros before hoes.

3. Never drink the last beer, unless you have been granted specific permission that it is OK

4. If a girl falls into the following criteria, she is off limits forever until the end of time:
A. Was an ex-girlfriend.
B. Your Bro specifically told you he wanted her.
C. Is you're Bro's sister.
However, if it's your Bro's cousin, well she's up for grabs, and you're welcome to rub it in his face for years to come.

5.Never diss a Bro if his team just lost a crushing game.

These are 5 of the general rules, and I am not proud to admit I have broke one or more of it to who was once a very close bro :(


STAY TUNED!

[lotsfits80]

It obvious that you broke 1 and 4 because you fucked your bro's gf or ex.

[Sootbird]

But when it came to money. Is your Bro-Code still available? :)

[Botakhead]

These codes does not represent any code of conduct for any particular 'group' or association, it is merely more for peer pressure usage. Grow up and get a real life experience, bullshit to no sex with whoever's gf or ex-gf, or must gif face to whoever, when sex is round and about to happen, it happens. End of the day, see whose balls are bigger or braver. :cool:

[A_Nobody]

When someone gets your girl always apply the old and moldy cheese watch the following video.

Theory of an old and moldy cheese (http://youtu.be/uZA1DuB8NIE)

[romeolin]

HAH interesting replies we got there.

These codes does not represent any code of conduct for any particular 'group' or association, it is merely more for peer pressure usage. Grow up and get a real life experience, bullshit to no sex with whoever's gf or ex-gf, or must gif face to whoever, when sex is round and about to happen, it happens. End of the day, see whose balls are bigger or braver. :cool:

How about coming from an ex's/brother's standpoint? If you knew your friend is out to play around and isn't looking for a long-term relationship, would you still encourage your sister to go out with him? Even if you just leave things to itself, if your sister does get together with him in the end, could you look him the same again?

Simply put, is it worth it to put that friendship on the line? Why not just avoid all this hassle all together and date/fuck around with someone unrelated?

As for dating ex's, I can see where its coming from. My first relationship was with a girl who used to date my friend. She ended up telling me tons of bad things that happened between them, and I found out how big a bastard my friend is (or at least according to my gf's statements). A girl would normally not want to keep in contact with any of her ex's as much as possible, much less let her new lover come in contact with him. And I ended up hanging out less and less with that friend, and from then on I looked him with a different light.

So yes, the bro-code is valid, especially with friends that you want to have around for a long time.


I will move on with my story now!

[romeolin]

Malcolm was my classmate back in secondary school. Much like young and playful boys, it didn't take long for us to click from being strangers sitting next to each other in class, to friends who do everything together. There's something about the friendships you make when you're a teenager. Everything just seems to come together, there was no judging whether you're rich or poor, smart or dumb, handsome or ugly. True to that, our friendship became was strong as a rock despite coming from pretty different backgrounds.


More often than not, Malcolm would hang out at my house after class, as it's just a stone throw away. We would just munch on junk food and play video games all day. With working parents and no siblings, we would have the house to ourselves (and a couple of other friends sometimes) till after sunset. One fine day, like all young and curious teenage boys do, we decided to try something stupid and crazy. It started with stumbling upon a stash of pornographic VCDs my dad hid in one of the shoe closets (LOL). After watching a couple of videos, I guess we all came a little 'manlier' than before. So I came up with this crazy idea. I lived in a 3-room HDB with long common corridors where it is not an uncommon sight to see neighbours hanging their clothes outside. Malcolm and Jack (one of our other classmate) would help me keep a lookout, while I 'borrowed' some of the lingerie being dried along the corridoors. Malcolm would camp at the lift lobby, and Jack would pretend to walk pass the unit to ensure the homeowner isn't leaving the flat.


The first piece of treasure belonged to a JC girl. A simple white t-shirt bra with baby pink trimmings, and a couple of cute cotton panties. Sadly, I didn't know how to lookout for the bra size, but thinking back, I think its around a 70A. Very small, considering the girl is quite tall (about 1.7-1.75m). She wasn't especially pretty, but there was just something about older girls that teenage boys like. She didn't seem at all athletic, spotting a pale white complexion, complemented by her black-framed rectangular specs and braces. I remember occasions where we shared the same lift, and I would just be so tempted to lift up her Jansport backpack and feel her ass beneath her SRJC uniform. I guess that was the closest I could get to feeling her ass. We were, however, quite shy to do much with it. We just touched and smell it, afraid it will attract too much attention had we 'dirtied' it. We were even kind enough to return it after we were done :D, dropping it on the floor as if it mysteriously fell off the bamboo (we even threw a couple of other garments on the floor to minimize suspicion).


Once you did something like that together with a bunch of friends, you really feel the friendship reaching another level – the bro level. From then on, Malcolm, Jack, WJ (wasn't present the first time we 'borrowed' lingerie, but he joined in thereafter) and I became real bros.

[romeolin]

GUYS do try to up me out of moderation so I can post a lot quicker without having a mod to approve my posts. I can also post full length chapters (right now im limited to 3000 characters so I gotta seperate this next post)

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Although we were bros, Jack, WJ and I hardly knew about Malcolm's background. It wasn't by design, its just the 3 of us are always the ones that would welcome the rest to our homes. Until one day, Malcolm finally invited us over to his house for his 15th birthday party. When we received his invitation, we felt like kampung kids – Where the hell is Wareham Road? Our entire lives have revolved around tampines, it sounded like some western country place. On the day itself, the 3 of us decided to share a cab there (that time no gothere.sg lol), and even the driver had some difficulties making his way there.


We arrived at this huge 4-storey bungalow. It was dream-like, a sleek white colonial style unit with contemporary grey roofing (that time those brown colour roof already outdated), nice gravel flooring, and the best of all – a Jaguar S-Type and a Porsche 911 parked in the porch. We never knew Malcolm was this rich!


The 3 of us tried as much as possible to fit in with his other relatives. Coming from a neighbourhood school, we were all quite rowdy and loud. But we decided to 'behave ourselves' and just sit by the garden and just enjoy our food, while Malcolm mingled with his relatives. About 20 minutes in, this slender girl in a sundress about 3 inches too short approached our group and asked if she could join us. She had one of those convent girl school vibes, with her white hairband , long smooth legs, and a nice rack on a slim body. Starstrucked, we were all a bit baffled to give a smart answer, and Jack just gave a stupid “Er, ya, sit la.” Not exactly how you want to impress a girl. It was an awkward 5 minutes of silence, we were all to shy to say anything and we just ate our food and smiled to one another occasionally.


I guess she finally had enough of our cowardly act,

“The food is so boring, I'm going to the convenience store to pick up some chips, would any of you like anything?”

The 2 of them just shook their heads and said no thanks. I figured this is my opportunity to get to know this pretty lady a little better.

“Can I go with you? I'd like to get some stuff as well”

[romeolin]

From our conversation to the petrol kiosk about 10 minutes away, I got to know she is Alison, was from Chung Cheng High, is from the girls basketball team, and she really liked the Backstreet Boys. I introduced her to myself and my 2 friends and briefed her on our relationship with Malcolm. Things were going pretty fine to say the least. On the way back from the petrol kiosk, Alison received a phone call. I didn't think much of it until she started walking away from me and towards a park/playground. What was a normal conversation became very aggressive, I could hear Alison shouting and cursing, and after she put down her phone, she started sobbing – wtf.


Not knowing how to handle such situations, all I could do is stand there and ask stupid questions like 'What happened?' 'Are you ok?'. I am not getting to her, so after sometime I just sat down on the playground slide. She continued sobbing for another 15 minutes before she walked over to be. When I least expected it, she shouted “Why are all guys like this???” and gave her a slap across my face (fucking drama, I know, but it really happened to poor me).


What happened next was even more unexpected. Right after slapping me, she pushed me down onto the slide and started making out with me. I didn't know what to do, this bitch just slapped me, I should push her aside and kan her right? But which man would turn down a makeout session with a young hot blossoming girl?! I couldn't resist the temptation. Her lips are soft and pouty, her saliva was sweet yet smooth, and her tongue small and nimble. As I reciprocated her kissing, she grab me closer and tighter, and I can feel her B cup breasts warming my chest through her dress and her very thin bandeau bra (those strapless cloth type with not much support). The fact that we're doing this in public made me super horny (from my previous post you might realize I enjoy public excitement a lot). I had totally forgotten about the party, my friends, the slap, or the fact that she's Malcolm's sister. All that was in my mind was groping her all over and sucking her budding nipples. Just as I braced myself to move her hands upwards, she pushed herself off me :(

“I'm sorry, we better get going. This never happened”


I was baffled. But what could I do but act like a good guy and succumb to the fact that this isn't the right thing to do? But deep down I was upset. You don't just tease a guy and push him away like nothing. My hormones were burning, and I needed to release some of them out. Little would I know I would get to do just that shortly after... ;)

[Sanvita]

What is Bro-code mean?

[romeolin]

Seems like no bros are interested in the story?

[creamiestlove]

Seems like no bros are interested in the story?

Continue!!

[maddog_mlvn]

Seems like no bros are interested in the story?

Just keep posting, till the juicy part, u will hv more senior come in to support. Try to juice it up with some photo to support ur story. Let me give u push out of moderation faster.

[big_ben]

Continue please.

[notanexpert]

As for dating ex's, I can see where its coming from. My first relationship was with a girl who used to date my friend. She ended up telling me tons of bad things that happened between them, and I found out how big a bastard my friend is (or at least according to my gf's statements). A girl would normally not want to keep in contact with any of her ex's as much as possible, much less let her new lover come in contact with him. And I ended up hanging out less and less with that friend, and from then on I looked him with a different light.

In a way, if your friend really is a bastard, dating his ex may have saved you.

[subidowa]

I didn't read ur story but i just wanna say.... who the f cares about bro code nowadays....

Now is so competitive..... u dun say others will eat too why so stupid.... But asian is like that stupid.... Rather others eat than benefits ur close ones.... Cause of this fucking bro code....

As long as u have money looks and height u will liao.... u are not on the equal terms as the rest of the bros.... how to talk about bro code???? If everyone tells u i like this i like that then that means u cannot go for this or that girl, even when u know ur so called bros is really asking too much for their standard and the girls have already express their interests in u?

[eeemen]

Camping here to support , waiting for next updates, cheers, ....................

[romeolin]

Thanks for the support guys, just wanted to know I had readers if not I continue writing also no point haha!

Here's the latest installment, looking forward to your continual support!

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When we arrived back at Malcolm's, Alison went a seperate way while I rejoined my friends. Not surprising, after our awkward encounter. As much as I wanted to share what happened with my friends, I figured it probably isn't a good idea, they might cause a commotion and I wouldn't want Malcolm to learn about it either. It was not until the cake-cutting session when I saw Alison again. She stood right at the end of the living hall. I kept stealing glances at her, but I knew she was intentionally avoiding eye contact.


After the candles were blown out, Malcolm's photographer requested for group photos with all his guests. While we all tried to squeeze into frame, I can't help but notice Alison. She was trying to find a good pose, bending down, kneeling down, folding her legs. The sight of her cleavage and long legs plus the thoughts of what happened just now made me horny, and I was starting to feel a bulge in my jeans. It was getting uncomfortable and it was fairly obvious I was hiding an erection under those skinny jeans, so I excused myself to the toilet after a couple of photos.


I turned on the tap and splashed my face with water, trying to get rid of my thoughts with Alison. As I sat down on the toilet bowl and waited for my erection to go away, I noticed something in the corner of my eyes. My half-erected dick got an instant hard on when I saw some lingerie hanging on the shower rail. Because I was wearing socks and the guest toilet was wet, I went up to the 3rd storey (where Malcolm's room was) to ease myself – second best decision I made all day hehe. As I held up the small cotton t-shirt bra, my mind started fantasizing about Alison. I imagined her walking into the shower, slowly removing all the clothing, unclasping her bra and slowly dropping the straps off her shoulders. I couldn't take it anymore. I placed one of the cups on my face like a N95 face mask and took a deep breathe. The smell is almost undescribable. Nothing strong, or sweet, like perfume or fragrances; not really any bodily smells like sweat either. It's just the smell women – a young budding teenage girl, gives out.


I took off my jeans and my top and wore the Younghearts bra on myself, then took the other piece of fabric on the rail – a pair of conservative white briefs. I turned it inside-out and started running the crotch area all over my face, imagining it was Alison face-sitting me. In contrast to the bra, the panty had a lingering urine smell, making me even more horny. I wasted no time, whipping out my tool and started masturbating with the panty while tickling my nipples through the bra. Soon after I swapped my materials, putting the white panty on my head while rubbing my dick against the inner padding. I entered the thought of Alison giving me a boobjob, with her sweet face giving me the puppy eyes, and soon after, I executed my finishing move, planting my love seeds all over the B cup brassiere.

[romeolin]

In a way, if your friend really is a bastard, dating his ex may have saved you.
Well, my friend was a bastard to her, but he was a good friend to me. And it is all based on her account. When we were in love of course I believed her, but now that I look back, I kinda regret losing that friend without even hearing his side of the story.

Too late for regrets now :/

[romeolin]

A little pictorial representation :D

http://img54.imagetwist.com/th/04437/ci9p9fslxjxc.jpg (http://imagetwist.com/ci9p9fslxjxc/R369.jpg.html)
^ Alison with her super super short dress

http://ic.pics.livejournal.com/extern_meow/11300525/316754/316754_600.jpg
^ The cutie bra that I ejaculated into

[romeolin]

I just got zapped 6pts for posting that last chapter. *claps*

[vtotv]

There are many reasons when people are just out to make your life difficult, whatever things you say or do will be a sore to them. However from my pov, it is due to the pics that you have posted. Maybe if she is alision, removing her face will be a better idea. If you do love her, you will also know how to protect her.

[romeolin]

There are many reasons when people are just out to make your life difficult, whatever things you say or do will be a sore to them. However from my pov, it is due to the pics that you have posted. Maybe if she is alision, removing her face will be a better idea. If you do love her, you will also know how to protect her.
That isn't Alison, it's just a representation of what she roughly looks like so readers can get a mental image haha. I was zapped before I posted the pictures anyway.

Next chapter will be up soon.