I've Got You, Bro

When my eyes snap open to my alarm, I’m overtaken by a sense of confusion when I realize there’s an arm wrapped around my waist. I reach over and silence my alarm, which is immediately followed by a sigh of relief behind me.

“Thank you,” Alex says groggily. He tightens his grip on me and pulls me into him, spooning me from behind. He plants a kiss on the back of my neck.

“Mmmm,” I moan, pleasure radiating from the point where his lips met my skin. He kisses me again, this time bending over to kiss me on the cheek. I turn, my right side to his chest, his legs sweeping under mine. He kisses me in the dark, long and slow, his hand trailing down my chest. He lightly brushes his fingers over my stomach and, I don’t know why, but it’s turning me on.

I kiss him harder, bringing my arm up around the back of his head. He pushes his pelvis into me and I feel his hard cock press into my ass. I want him. I want him more than I ever have. I push the cover off and shove him pushing him onto his back, brining my leg up and over him so I’m straddling his stomach. Our naked bodies rub against one another as our kissing becomes more passionate. I push myself down, kissing down his body, his cock slips into my crack, fitting between the cheeks.

I stick out my tongue and run across his shoulder bone, up his neck, and to his earlobe. A gasp escapes him.

“Turn on the light,” he says. I reach to the bedside table and turn on my lamp. Before I can sit myself on him again, he scoops his arms under me and throws me onto my back, my legs spread wide. He kisses along my body, starting at my mouth and stopping at my raging hard cock. He smiles as he takes my cock in his hand.

“I’ve wanted to do this for such a long time,” he says. Before I can say anything, he runs his tongue along the underside of my cock, swirls it around the tip of my dick, then takes the entire thing into his mouth. I groan as his lips come to rest at the base of my cock. He pulls back, coating the length of it with saliva before plunging back down. I run my hand through his brown hair and his hand grips my balls.

“Oh, fuck, Alex,” I say when he makes eye contact with me. He pulls my cock out of his mouth and licks one of my balls gently before pulling it into his mouth, his hand still working my cock. He lets my ball fall from his mouth after giving it a slight pull with his lips and returns to my cock, swallowing me down. Every time my cock slips into his throat, a new wave of pleasure envelopes me.

“I want you,” I tell him, and I know he catches my meaning when he stops blowing me and looks at me seriously.

“Are you sure?” he asks. I nod. As a way to show him how sure I am, I sit up and reach behind him, grabbing a pillow from the headboard and the bottle of lube from my bedside table. I put the pillow under me, heightening my ass and spread my legs apart. He smiles at me like I’ve just given him the best present in the world.

“I want you to fuck me,” I tell him, so he knows I mean it.

“Oh, don’t worry, little bro,” he says, “I will.”

He bends down and spreads my ass cheeks with his hands, apparently admiring my hole before planting his mouth on it and sliding his tongue against the skin. I shudder as my nerves ignite. Every flick of his tongue electrifies my skin. I feel his tongue slide into my hole and flexes, forcing a moan from my mouth.

“Oh, fuck, Alex, that feels so fu—” I gasp when he twirls his tongue in a circle over my hole, rocketing my senses into overdrive. A moment later, I hear the pop of the lube bottle, the sound of lube being dispensed. After another moment, Alex’s tongue is replaced by a finger. He rubs the skin gently, teasing the hole with his digit, almost as if he’s testing the resistance. He watches my face, smiling at the pleasure he’s inflicting upon me.

I gasp as his finger enters me. As if he’s an expert navigator, his finger finds my prostate in seconds and he presses. It’s an emergency button, programmed to set my nerves on fire. My eyes almost cross with intense pleasure as he massages my prostate. I don’t need to look at my cock to know I’m dripping precum. Alex notices it too and laps it up like nectar before he starts sucking my cock again.

I’m not ready for when he pulls his finger out and even less ready when it reenters, joined by a second. Alex starts finger fucking my ass, working my hole loose for his cock. I feel him spreading his fingers, making sure the hole is ready. Soon enough, a third finger, then a fourth join the others. I’m in ecstasy, and I know I’m moaning even though I can’t hear it.

I don’t know how long we lay like that, Alex working his magic on me, but I know I’m not ready for when it stops. Alex pulls back and stands on his knees, looking at me. He barely comes into focus after I’ve caught my breath for me to notice he’s slathering his cock in lube.

And it hits me again. That feeling of shame, like what we’re doing is wrong. I try to push it down. Alex looks at me and smiles, apparently unable to see the warring that’s going on within me. He moves to me, bending to kiss me. I don’t hesitate to kiss him back, but am I ready for this? To actually have sex with him? He positions himself at my asshole, his cock in his hand. I feel the tip touch my hole.

“Are you sure you’re ready for this?” he asks.

I could say no. I could say the safe word. There’s a part of me that wants to. But I love Alex. I don’t know if it’s romantic love yet, but I know it’s more than friendly. More than brotherly. I love him, and I want this.

“Yes,” I say.

He lets out a small sigh, like a part of him was worried I would say no. He moves forward and I feel the head of his cock start to breach my hole. It’s bigger than he had stretched me to, but I’ve long since grown used to the burn that happens. Even still, it’s the largest thing I’ve taken in me and a hiss of pain escapes my lips. Alex stops moving, letting me get used to it as he rubs my stomach. I nod when the pain subsides and he slides in. It hurts, but I don’t say anything, letting him slide in until his pelvis is pressed firmly into my ass.

We sit there for a moment, him inside me, my body adjusting to him. He bends down and kisses me gently. I can taste my precum on his tongue. He starts to thrust and within seconds, the pain is gone and is replaced by pure, blinding, unadulterated bliss. He starts off slow, his cock sliding in and out of my hole as our breath mingles.

“Is this okay?” he asks, kissing my jaw.

“It’s…so…fucking…amazing…” I say in between each thrust.

We’re more connected than I believe any two people on this Earth ever have been as he fucks me, soft and gentle, his cock gliding within my hole.

“I’m going to go faster,” he says. I’m not sure if I can handle that. Not because it hurts, but because it feels so fucking good.

He pulls his head up, grips my legs, and starts fucking me faster. It’s all I can do not to scream out in pleasure.

“Oh, fuck, your hole is so tight, Zack,” he says as he gets his momentum up. I reach up and run my hand over his abs, which are starting to collect a sheen of sweat.

“Yes, big bro, fuck my hole,” I moan. He straightens his back, pulls me up, and starts to plow me. Skin slaps against skin as I groan in pure pleasure. He slams into me over and over and over until I’m literally gasping with each thrust.

“Take that dick,” he groans. “You feel so fucking good.”

I keep moaning his name over and over as he slams his cock into my ass. He grabs one of my legs and pulls it up over his shoulder. When he slams into me again, he somehow goes even deeper, until I almost feel it in my stomach. It feels so fucking good.

“I want you to ride me,” he says after a minute in this position.

I can only nod in response. When he pulls out to lay on his back, I feel hollow inside, but I know it won’t be for long. I position myself above him like I did with the dildo, my hands splayed behind me, feet planted, cock in the air. I lower myself onto his cock and it slides in easily, like it was a missing puzzle piece. I start to thrust into the air, his cock sliding in and out of my hole, our lube covered bodies smacking into each other with every thrust. He’s breathing heavy, I’m moaning and groaning as I move faster, as though if I slow down or stop, I’ll cease to exist.

“Oh, Alex, oh, Alex,” I almost shout. “Rub my cock, please,” I beg.

His lubed hand finds my cock and I thrust faster and faster, riding him at a blazing gallop until I feel like my knees are going to give out, but I don’t stop. I’ve wanted this for days, and I’m finally getting it. Him sucking my cock had already pushes me so far, and I can’t hold back now. I cum first. Caught up in everything, I don’t feel the warning. I just start shooting through Alex’s fist, rope after rope after rope of thick cum spraying into the air, hitting us both. The wave of pleasure comes afterward, speeding down the highway of my nerves. Alex doesn’t let go of my cock. I don’t want him to.

“Fuck, bro,” he says, “I’m so close.”

I clench my ass as I continue riding him and I know he feels it when he gasps.

“Fuuuuck!” he almost shouts. I don’t slow down, I don’t relent. His body shudders beneath me as I pound my ass into his cock and feel his hot seed shoot up into me. And just like that, I’m spent. I slide down his cock, and lay back with it still inside me, his legs under my back. We’re both gasping for air, breathless and exhausted, covered in cum, lube, and sweat.

I don’t know how long we spend like that. Long enough that, when I finally climb off him and his dick leaves my ass, he’s entirely soft. He moves to me and lays half on me, our skin sticking together with sweat and cum.

“That…was…” Alex says, then stops as if he can’t find a word for it.

“I know,” I gasp back. I look at Alex. He looks at me. We kiss and smile at each other.

“I love you,” he says, and I can see in his eyes that he means it in the deepest of ways. He’s in love with me. I swallow. “You don’t have to say it back. Not yet. Not until or, unless, it’s real.” I nod, not sure what else to do.

He lays his head on my chest and that’s how we fall asleep.

The next morning is…gross, to say the least. My stomach has a dry layer of cum on it, Alex’s cock the same, and there’s a mess under my ass on the bed. Alex takes a shower and leaves for school, I strip my bed, take a shower and leave for work.

I thought I’d feel different after Alex and I slept together for some reason, and I was right, but in a good way. And I don’t feel that shame I’d felt every other time Alex and I fooled around. I feel…complete. Like there was something missing in my life and I’ve finally found it. It seems to be obvious to other people as well. My coworkers and boss say I seem happier today. After work, I went out for coffee with my friend, Julian, who asked me if I got laid because I’m “glowing” apparently. I told him yes, but not who with.

However, my talk with Julian made me realize something. If Alex is in love with me, he probably wants a relationship. I can’t say I’m super opposed to the idea, but what would we tell people? Most people know Alex is my stepbrother. What would they say? What would happen if our parents found out? Do I even care?

These are the questions that haunt me throughout the day until I get home to find Alex sitting on our couch, naked, and watching a movie.

“Oh, hey, Zack,” he says, pausing the movie and looking embarrassed like he got caught doing something he shouldn’t.

“Hey,” I say, confused, but decide not to comment on it. I pull my shirt off over my head and grip my shorts, intending to be naked as he is, when he stops me.

“Don’t!” he says, and I pause. Then, I hear the toilet flush and a 6’2”, blonde-hair, blue-eyed, sculpted-bodied Adonis walks out of our bathroom, completely naked, with an big cut cock swinging between his legs. It’s soft, but is at least four inches and very thick. Like me, he has absolutely no body hair.

“Oh!” the man says to me, not looking surprised to see me, “you must be Zack!” He glides—yes, glides—towards me, plants a kiss on both cheeks, then hugs me. I feel his cock press into me as he squeezes me tightly like we’re old friends. He breaks apart and glides over to our fridge. He pulls out a bottle of Reposado tequila, which happens to be my favorite and takes it over to the coffee table, where I see three shot glasses and a half gallon of pink lemonade, which also happens to be my favorite chaser.

Adonis, or whatever his name is, pours a shot, scoops up the lemonade, and glides back to me. I’m so in shock by what’s happening, I don’t resist as he tilts the shot into my mouth, then pours some lemonade in after.

“Welcome to the party,” he says with a wink before gliding over to the couch and sitting down. “Come, come, join us.”

Still in shock, I follow him into my living room, only slightly put aback at being told to sit in my own house, and sit on one of the two armchairs.

I’m having trouble tearing my eyes away from him and not just because he’s absolutely gorgeous. I want to ask who the fuck he is. Why the fuck he’s in my house. And ask Alex what the fuck he thinks he’s going, bringing another man into our house after we’d just had sex for the first time last night.

When I look at Alex for some kind of explanation, he just looks at me sheepishly.

“I forgot to tell you he was going to be here,” Alex says.

My anger finally explodes against the dam of shock that held it at bay. I feel my face redden and my eyes start to tear up.

“Forgot to tell me he was here?!” I ask, my voice quivering. Adonis, for his part, has the decency to look ashamed. Good, especially if he’s fucking Alex. “What the fuck is this, Alex? You move in here after Mom and Dad kicked you out, start making moves at me, making me start having feeling for you and start fooling around with you? Then, what? You tell me you love me and we fuck and now you’re bringing some hot fucking guy here? How many other guys are you fucking, Alex? How many guys besides me and Adonis here?” I didn’t realize I stood, but here I am, standing over them both.

“Woah, there, cowgirl,” Adonis says. “First off, thank you for the compliment. I’m very flattered. Although, I must ask, am I missing something? Are you two in a relationship?”

I turn from Adonis and look at Alex. He has his face in his hands, looking embarrassed.

“I—” I start, but I stop. I don’t know what Alex and I are. And now that I think of it, my outburst was a bit ridiculous. Alex and I never said we were exclusive, and now I’ve just revealed to this stranger that my stepbrother and I are hooking up.

Angry at Alex for bringing this naked stranger into our house, angry at myself for my outburst, and angry at Adonis for pure audacity, I turn on my heel and start heading for the door.