I opened my texts to see the pic. My dick turned hard immediately. I started to sweat. It was a shirtless selfie in the bathroom mirror. His body was insanely jacked and ripped. His hair was thick, jet black, and messy. That fucking body. That handsome face. Why does he have to be so fucking perfect. And why does he have to be my brother?
I texted back.
Brady, you're killing me, bro.
+ I'd rather be fucking you.
You're going to get us in trouble.
+ Stop being a pussy.
Thought you said you liked my pussy.
+ Your pussy is the best around.
I have one more class in an hour.
+want to meet at your dorm room after?
You know I hate fucking in there. So gonna get caught.
+ Well if you didn't scream like a little bitch. I can stuff my underwear in your mouth, that'll shut you up.
You're the best big brother ever. Asshole. lol Why can't we go to your place?
+Dude, you know why.
Fuck. Break up with that cunt, bro.
+ Hey, be nice. She's just staying a couple of weeks.
Fuck her. Wouldn't you rather me move in and then you could fuck me whenever you wanted? I'll be your cunt.
+If you moved in, we would never leave the house. Well, except to workout.
I dunno Brady.
A second later my phone rings. It's Brady. I answer.
"Come on, Cody. Don't be a pussy," he said without saying hello. "I fucking miss you."
I sighed. "It's only been two weeks, you player. I don't want to get caught."
"Everyone fucks in their dorm room."
I scoffed, "But not everyone is fucking their brother in their dorm room."
"You never know," he said and I could tell there was a smirk on his face just by the way he said it. "You've got those hot as fuck twins down the hall."
I know who he's talking about. They are two identical twins who really are hot as fuck. "You wish. I wish."
"Mmm... brothers on brothers. What's not to like?" His mind is always in the gutter. "You know I would take you back to my place, but we can't. She's there."
I thought about it and I hadn't gotten laid in over a week. The last time Brady fucked me was two weeks ago and we were so loud, the RA knocked on my door. But I was so horny and the pic he just sent really had me hard as a rock.
"Fine," I relented. "But you have to promise to be quiet."
He guffawed. "Bro, you're the loud one. Not me."
"But it's because of you that I'm loud. So, meet me here in two hours."
Then there was a knock at my door. "Hold on, someone's at my door."
I walk to the door and open it.
"Surprise." Brady said standing in front of me.
I grabbed him and pulled him inside and shut the door. I turned to him. "Brady! No. I have to go to class." I knew where this was headed. Once he was in the door, he wasn't leaving until he dumped a load inside of me.
He put his hands on my waist and pulled me close. He slowly drew closer, his lips almost touching mine when he whispered, "No, you don't." And then he kissed me. He kissed me passionately. It was the kind of kiss that sent shivers down my spine. His big arms engulfed me as he devoured me. We made out for a long time. My dick was hard and so was his. He reached down and grabbed two handfuls of my muscular bubble butt and squeezed. I whimpered into his mouth. He squeezed again.
"God, this big football ass. Sexy fucking jock," he said before he licked the side of my neck.
I wrapped my arms around his neck. "I'm gonna fail this class, asshole," I said with a smile. "Fuck that, I'm gonna fail college. I knew this would happen if I went to school near you."
"You can learn more from me than you can in that stupid class." He had that cocky smirk on his face. "And you're the one that turned down fucking Ivey League bullshit to be closer to me. Dad was so pissed."
"His bank account isn't. I saved him a fuck ton of money. And I go where you go. Don't forget it."
He kissed me on the tip of my nose. "You're so fucking cute," he said with a toothy smile. His teeth were so perfect and white.
In moments like this, when he was being sweet and romantic, I thought I might honestly be in love with my brother. I could see myself being with him as his partner or husband. He was four years older and we looked like twins, so maybe that wouldn't be such a good idea. People would know right away that we were related.
"No, boys are cute. Puppies are cute," I said.
"But you're my boy," he growled.
"Brady..."
"Come on, babe. Tell me you're my boy."
When he said 'babe' I got another tingle. He calls his girlfriend that.
"Say that again."
He smiled. "Babe." He knew exactly what I was talking about.
I gasped quietly. "I'm your boy."
"Yeah, you are. You'e my big, stud boy."
"Ok, ok. You had me at 'babe.'" I said patting him on the chest with both hands.
He put his forehead on mine. "I want to be inside you, Cody," he whispered.
I swallowed hard. "I always want you inside me," I whispered back.
Then he picked me up. I wrapped my legs around his waist as we kissed. He walked me over to my small full-sized bed. He carefully laid me down onto my back. He grabbed my shoes and pulled them off. He grabbed the cuffs of my jeans and yanked them off. Then did the same with my boxer briefs. Now I was on my back, naked. He quickly undressed and launched himself on top of me. He instantly put his knees between mine and opened my legs. God, he could be so forceful. I fucking loved an aggressive dude. We kissed.
As we kissed, I could tell he was feeling around on my bedside table for lube. He knew where I kept it. I heard him knock over a bunch of stuff that was on that table and then I heard the click of the lube bottle. He broke the kiss, leaned back and drizzled lube on his dick. He was so big and thick. He then put lube on his fingers and penetrated me with two. I winced and then threw my head back with a gasp. He sneered at me as he fingered me. He was so fucking cocky.
I looked up at him. His bicep bulged as he sawed his fingers in and out of me. His cocky sneer was sexy as fuck. I bit my bottom lip trying to hold in a moan. He was so good at fingering me.
"Finger me like you finger her." I could feel his thick fingers busting through me. "This how you finger her?" I asked him, my voice low and serious. My eye contact was intense.
His sneer deepened. "Oh yeah. She loves it. But not as much as you do."
"You can finger my pussy any time you want. You're my big brother."
"You'd like that, wouldn't ya, stud boy. Having your big brother around to finger your pussy. Fingering you like I finger all my bitches."
My heart skipped a beat. "Am I one of your bitches?"
"You're my number one bitch." He hooked his finger, hit my nut and I almost came. He grinned. "Yeah. You're just like all my bitches. You all get off with my finger in your pussy."
"Jesus Fuck, Brady. Fuck me," I begged him.
He slid his fingers out. He aimed his big cock at my hole as he held one of my legs up. My other legs splayed to the side, floating in the air. He stared into my eyes as he slid into me without stopping. My eyes were wide, my mouth wide open. The cocky sneer was back on his face. He didn't stop until he bottomed out in my pussy.
"Fuck, Cody," he growled. "Fuck. I fucking love your pussy. So much tighter than hers."
I grinned. "That's why you don't need her pussy. You've got mine."
He began to start fucking. He went slow at first but gradually began to bang. He held my legs out wide like I was just a whore for him to use.
"Holding my legs out like a bitch, Brady?" I said taunting him to reply.
"Love seeing your fucking jacked legs spread wide. You love being fucked like a slut. My little brother is a fucking jock slut."
I put my hands on his abs and ran them up to his chest. "You make me a slut. You turn me into a fucking cunt, Brady."
He growled and then began to bang me harder. Every muscle in his body was slick with sweat and flexing. The more he fucked, it seemed the bigger his muscle became. I was writhing around, trying not to scream out. He was fucking me so hard. Maybe the hardest ever. I couldn't help it. I opened my mouth but then felt his big hand clamp down over my mouth.
"Don't do it, bitch," he snarled. "Don't you fucking scream. I promised you I wouldn't let you."
My eyes watered. I nodded my head but he kept a clamp down on my mouth. The leg he let go of wrapped around his waist. The other leg he still held up.
All you could hear were muffled grunts and groans coming from me. And the slap of skin, abdomen to ass. After a few minutes, I grabbed his forearm and pulled his hand away.
"You gonna be a good boy?" he asked me while still fucking.
"Yes," I replied breathlessly. "It's just so good," I whined.
"I know, stud boy. I know."
"Cum in me, Brady," I said.
He looked at me in the eyes again. "Want your big brother's cum in your little muscle pussy, stud boy?"
"Yes. Fucking cum in my fucking muscle pussy."
His breathing quickened and his muscles flexed and suddenly flung himself down onto of me, his mouth smashed onto mine. He muffled a scream as he unloaded into my ass. I actually felt his cock expand inside of me. I could feel the warm liquid from his cock flood my hole.
He laid out flat on top of me. I loved to feel his weight. He nestled his face in the side my neck. His breathing was heavy. I wrapped my arms around his massive back.
"God, Cody," he whispered. "You're so fucking perfect."
"No other dude compares to you," I said back.
"Same."
We lay there for a while, his dick still inside of me. It took him forever to go soft. That's what I liked about him. I could fall asleep with him inside of me.
"It could be this way every night," I said quietly.
There was a pause before he replied, "I know."
"Then why not?"
"Cody, you're nineteen. You need to have fun while you're in college. That's what college is for, to get laid, drink, party, and get laid again. Over and over."
I rolled my eyes. "That's what I have been doing. Not matter how much I do it, and there has been a lot," I laughed. "it's never as good as it is with you."
"I want you to get laid as much as you can. You don't want to be stuck with me when you could be out experiencing other guys. And, honestly, I'm not done fucking around either. I've been fucking dudes since freshman year and I'm not done by a long shot."
"Bro, you have to break up with that bitch. Stop pretending you're fucking bi or whatever and just go full gay."
He sighed. "Cody, I like pussy. Just not as much as ass. Just let me do me, ok?"
I thought for a while. "What about if I move in but keep everything open."
"You mean fuck other guys."
"Yeah. If you wanna hook up with another dude, then do it. And so can I."
He raised an eyebrow. "You want an open relationship?"
I sort of shrugged. "I mean, that sounds like we'd be boyfriends, but I still like it."
"Boyfriends... I can't believe you are actually making me think seriously about this."
I ran my fingers through his spiky, thick hair. "I was serious what I said earlier. I'll be your bitch. If you really need a bitch, I want to be your bitch."
"And I want you to be my bitch. But you would be more than that. That's a sex thing. You'd be my boy all the time."
"I'll be your boy."
He kissed me. "Deal."
He was still hard. I could feel him slowly cork screwing in my ass. "Are we going again?" I asked.
He bit his bottom lip again and then said, "I was just thinking. How well do you know the twins down the hall?"
I looked at him and laughed. "Seriously? You got your dick inside me and you're thinking about other dudes."
"You said it's an open relationship. Why not be open together sometimes."
I laughed. "I know one of them has a wandering eye. I just don't know which one he is."
"I love you," he suddenly said. It was a low, quiet, whisper.
I looked up at him. "I love you too."
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