Our DNA Doesn't Match

Am I still a latch key kid at 18? I’d been coming home since fifth grade to an empty house. Even when my mother remarried and my stepbrother Hector moved in, he always came in at least an hour after I got home, and now that he was at college, I would have the house to myself for at least two hours. I wondered what I would do first. I’d just come from watching baseball practice, and I was horny. Those athletic guys in their uniforms always did that to me. Should I jerk off with some porn or just with my imagination?

I hurried to my bedroom and found a naked man on my bed. Hector had come home for the weekend. All six feet, tanned skin, six-pack abs of him. And there he was, naked, sporting a good six to seven inches of uncut boner. His hand moved slowly up and down the shaft as he gazed at a photo in his left hand, a photo of… me? What the fuck? He was jerking off to a picture of me?

He spoke first. “Jon. Oh, shit. I… uh… Well, fuck, it’s obvious what I’m doing.”

“That’s a picture of me.”

“Yeah. That’s right.” He let go of his dick. “I think you’re hot. I think you’re totally hot.”

I stepped closer to him. “I think you’re hot, too.”

“Yeah?” Take your clothes off so I can see all of you.”

I kicked my shoes off as I pulled my t-shirt over my head. My shorts came off next, and I stood in front of him with my own seven and a fourth inch boner. I know because I measured it. I was circumcised and as hard as I had ever been.

Hector pulled his knees behind his shoulders. I’d never seen that in real life. His ass was tilted upward. He grabbed a black bottle that had been next to his waist and poured some liquid on his pink asshole. He began to rub his fingers back and forth. “I’m in your bed because your pillow smells like you.”

I stepped closer.

He began to move his index finger in and out of his hole.

“I look at a picture of you, and I smell you, and I pretend you are doing things to me.”

I couldn’t decide whether to watch his mouth, with those lips I’ve always wanted to kiss. Or to watch that finger moving in and out of him. When he slipped two fingers in, I felt a drop of precum exit my slit.

“I don’t want to pretend any more.”

I got on the bed. I took the lube and put several drops on my throbbing cock. “You won’t have to pretend.” I moved closer, and he pushed the head of my dick against his hole. He looked up at me, and I pushed myself into him. I saw his mouth quiver as I entered. I didn’t stop pushing until I could go no further. I lowered myself until our lips touched, and as I tongues met, I began to rock in and out of him.

“Oh, Jonny.” No one had called me that in years, but it made me feel even closer to him. “I’ve wanted this.”

“I have, too, Hector.” His tunnel was tight, wet, warm. I wanted to kiss him and suck him at the same time. I slowly fucked him, and it felt so right. I hoped he wouldn’t come because when I was finished, I wanted to feel him inside me.

My speed began to increase. I could feel the urge within me growing.

“You’re going to seed me, right? Please say you will.”

“Yes, Hector. I am; I’m getting close.” I shot four times into him. As I withdrew from him, I sensed the change in pressure.

Hector reached for his dick.

“No, Hector. Inside me. I want you to give me your load. Shoot it in my belly, deep inside my belly.” His eyes searched mine to make sure I was certain, and then he began to apply lube to my man hole.

“You’ll be my first,” I told Hector.

He took his slippery cock and pushed the tip into me. I was surprised at the sensation. He held himself there for what seemed like an eternity and then I felt him move deeper inside me. I had an uncomfortable feeling of fullness. He moved deeper inside and an awesome sensation began and then subsided. I felt him pull back out.

“No, don’t stop,” I said.

He smiled and pushed back in. I felt dizzy as he moved himself in and out of me. At one point, he bent forward and sucked one of my nipples into his mouth. I oscillated between dizzy and ecstasy.

“Harder, faster,” I asked. I didn’t know where that came from, but it’s what I wanted.

“I’m coming, Jonny.” I felt a jolt as pelvic bone met pelvic bone and Hector’s load spewed into me. Hector fell forward and to the side. A huge smile upon his face, he stretched to kiss me. I’m not sure how long we kissed as cum leaked from within us, but I didn’t want it to stop.

I think we both realized that we needed to talk out our feelings, but I wasn’t sure what to say. My fantasies had been realized.

“Jonny, I met a lot of guys at school, but none of them ever made me feel the way that just being in the same room with you made me feel.”

I kissed him hard. “Oh, Hector, I’m so glad our DNA doesn’t match.”

“John?”

I opened my eyes and looked up. Hector was standing next to the bed.

“Tell me, John, why are you naked in my bed, kissing my pillow, and… did you fucking come on my blanket?”

I got up. I didn’t know what to say. Hector moved closer to me. “I asked you a question.” He poked me with his index finger. “Why the fuck are you in my room and ejaculating on my bed?”

He’d backed me against the wall.

“Answer me or I’m going to beat the shit out of you.”

I looked up at him. I could feel the tears begin. His head moved closer. He was going to beat me up.

Then I felt his lips touch mine.