A lockdown surprise

My mother and I were standing by the arrivals exit of the airport. My heart was beating so hard that I could hardly concentrate on the conversation I was having with her. Will I be able to stay calm, act natural, and not rush into things and scare him off?

The daze was suddenly cleared by the sight of my brother walking out through the sliding glass doors, his signature smile making my heart flutter. He rushed towards us and first hugged my mom. I watched them, mainly paying attention to his body - muscular arms and big ass - he was so fucking sexy. Then he pulled away and turned towards me - I smiled even wider, and we went in for a hug. The first thing I noticed was his scent - due to the long distance he had to travel, he hadn't showered in quite a bit. I imagined he smelled like that after his streams - all sweaty and covered with his cum. I also noticed his bulge slightly pressing into my body, a bit above my crotch. It all together made my cock begin to stiffen. I quickly pulled away, afraid of him feeling it, and grabbed his backpack to hold in front of my crotch.

"God, I've missed you so much, bro!" He said, smiling at me, and I chuckled in response.

We got his stuff and began walking to our car. Our mom was the one who was mostly talking as she hadn't been the one getting daily updates on Miles. I just smiled and listened to his voice, excited to hear it live. I imagined him saying all kinds of dirty things to me, which aroused me even more. Oh, how badly I just wanted to stop him and pull down his pants - see that massive cock, have a whiff of it before gagging on it and then let him pound that hole hard. I was leaking heavily in my undies.We got in the car, him sitting next to mom in the front, me in the back. Still holding his backpack in my lap, I began to rub my palm over my boner; it felt like I could cum any moment. The thought of me doing it and the smell of my cum filling the car salon was extremely hot, but I didn't want to make things awkward, so I pulled my hand away and tried to concentrate on their conversation.

Mom drove us over to my flat, and we made plans to meet in the evening for dinner and to meet the rest of the family. We had decided that Miles would stay with me as our parents had moved downsized right before the pandemic and no longer had extra rooms; meanwhile, my roommate was gone for the summer, so I had a free room at my place. As mom closed the car door and drove off, my heart began to beat faster - now it was just the two of us. I wanted him to slam me against the wall and start kissing and groping me, but of course, he didn't. We made our way upstairs. Cramped in the elevator, I once again breathed in the heavy scent he was giving off.

We talked about how we had missed each other, and I had to be careful not to reveal too much of what I actually knew.

"Ah, I really wanna take a shower, bro..." he said once we had set down his stuff in his room.

"Uh, yeah... sure... the bathroom is right through that door!" I told him, pointing to the door opposite the entrance of his room.

The flat had one big communal room with a living room and kitchen and then 3 doors to one end - in the middle to my room, to the left to the bathroom and to the right to my brother's room, meaning he would have to cross the width of the communal space to get to the bathroom. I wondered how much he would strip off - take off all of his clothes only when he's already in the bathroom, strip down to his undies or just walk with a towel around his hips? I let him be, went into the communal area, and pretended to do something on my phone. Soon enough, he walked out wearing a pair of striped briefs that wonderfully showed off his big bulge. I had seen him wear those undies in some streams. I had to keep myself from screaming in excitement. I wasn't sure how I would be able to maintain composure in the coming weeks - I needed him so bad!

Since the door to the bathroom wasn't overly soundproof, I could hear how his piss hit the water in the toilet. I closed my eyes, imagining his holding his heavy soft cock, guiding that stream. I had never noticed myself having a piss kink, but now I wanted to be under that stream so badly, marking his territory over me, truly showing that I was his. Once finished, he flushed and got into the shower. I wondered if perhaps he was slowly jerking off there; when had been the last time he had cum; maybe he had done it on the plane or in an airport? That would be so hot...

An idea popped into my mind - what if I stripped down and got on all fours on his bed, ass up, cheeks spread; he would walk in, see his sexy bro all propped up for him and begin to fuck me. Nah, he would more likely be very freaked out by the whole thing, making things very awkward between us. But I couldn't help but wonder.

"I know what you've been doing; please let me be your cock slut, and I won't tell anyone..." I mumbled quietly.

He finished showering, I heard him towelling off before the door opened, and he walked out, towel around his hips and his dirty undies in hand. Knowing his scent before the shower, I could only imagine how amazing those undies smelled.

"All good?" I asked him so I wasn't just staring at him as he walked back to his room.

"Yeah, yeah... nice bathroom!" he flashed a smile and chuckled lightly. "Is there a laundry hamper for these?" he asked, raising the briefs.

"I'm sure there is one in your room," since it was my roommate's room, I wasn't sure about the stuff inside it.

But I saw it as an opportunity to get close to him, so I got up and walked over to his room, getting to it before him. His body was even more stunning in real life. I completely forgot about the hamper and instinctively reached out to run my fingers over his abs.

"Damn, bro! You've been working out, haven't you?" I chuckled.

I noticed him blush slightly and smirk "yeah, hah... I guess I have..."

At that moment, it felt so natural to slide my hand under his towel, letting it drop to the ground and then keep sliding down, over his pubes, before wrapping my fingers around his fat shaft. But I didn't dare. My cock was throbbing hi my undies, leaking out tons of precum - luckily, I had adjusted in a way that it wasn't too noticeable.

I rubbed his abs for a bit longer before pulling my hand away "uh, so... what did I want? Oh yeah, the hamper!"

I turned around and looked around the room for the hamper, but I couldn't find it. Perhaps Troy was just piling his dirty clothes in the corner of his room; I had never paid too much attention to it.

"I guess you can just give them to me," I reached out my hand.After a bit of hesitation, he handed them over. They were a bit damp, and I knew exactly what I'd be doing in just a few moments.

"Alright, I'll let you be then... You know where to find me." I walked out of his room, closing the door behind me, and rushed over to mine.

As soon as the door of my room was shut, I put the briefs up to my face and took a deep breath. The scent was unlike any other I had smelled before, and it was a marvellous mix of his body odours. I couldn't contain myself anymore. I slid down my shorts and began to stroke. My precum splashed everywhere as I energetically moved my fist up and down my cock and quietly moaned into my brother's dirty briefs. It wasn't long before I felt myself coming close to an orgasm.

"Mhm, fuck!" I quietly moaned out.

At that moment, I suddenly lost balance - the door I was leaning against was moving back.

"Hey, bro?" I heard my brother's voice as I began to fall backwards at the same time as the first spurts of cum exited my cock.

"Ahh..." I half screamed, half moaned, and, first hitting his body, fell to the ground.

My head, with his undies on my face, was by Miles's feet, and my cock was shooting out the last remnants of my cum over my stomach."Fuck!" I thought to myself as I stared up into Miles's eyes, the view slightly obstructed by his bulge in a fresh pair of red briefs.