James grew up to be someone everybody loved and adored. From the tip of his hair to the edge of his feet, everything about him is perfect. He stood at an impressive 6 '3, jet black hair that swooped and swerved at all the right angles, a jawline that could carve marble, and piercing blue eyes that many got lost in.
Since his first year of high school, James had been the captain and star quarterback of his football team. He took to the responsibility of upholding his school’s and his hometown’s honor in football and never failed nor wavered in doing so. Hence, he was awarded with a full-ride to a well-renowned university in his senior year.
Being a football team captain isn’t just about being good at the game, you have to know how to lead a team, uplift them when spirits are down. James knew exactly how to do that. His charisma and overwhelming positive attitude is what pulled his team through the toughest of battles. Of course, someone as charismatic and good looking as him would have a girlfriend.
Macy had been there since James’ second year of high school. The blonde cheerleader was a perfect fit for the charismatic jock. They were the perfect couple. They’d been through thick and thin, the ups and downs. Every hardship life threw at them, they toughed it out and came back stronger. Then why? Why did Macy Greene and James Anderson break up?
Two weeks into college, James invited his girlfriend over to his dorm. After deciding that he’d go to the same university as his brother, his girlfriend decided to follow. They had planned a study session, as Macy had a somewhat important exam coming up. But as two college students are left alone behind closed doors, it didn’t stay a study session for long.
The blonde sat on James’ lap and immediately dove in, conquering his lips. James held her hips tightly, securing her so that she doesn’t fall, and simply just wanting to feel more of her. His hands slithered up her crop top, slowly reaching for straps. Click, and it snapped open. James broke off the kiss and started leaving pecks on her neck.
Macy moaned in response, holding onto the back of his neck. Her back arched as James slowly moved his hands down to the belt of her skirt. Removing her upper clothing, they went back to making out with each other, completely getting lost in the moment. Harder than a rock, James couldn't get under Macy’s pants, or skirt, and get a taste of what’s waiting underneath. He pushed her down on the bed, taking off his polo shirt before leaving kisses trailing down Macy’s stomach. As he went down lower, he held on her skirt, slowly pushing it down until the upper half of her pink lace revealed.
Suddenly, the door pushed inwards, in came James’ clone. James immediately got off Macy, grabbing the nearest pillow to cover himself up. Eyes wide, he stared at Noah with utter confusion, hair a mess, sweating, and out of breath.
“No.. Noah,” James huffed. “What the fuck man!” He threw the pillow aside. Noah Anderson, James’ older brother, his biggest inspiration, the guiding light of life, and most importantly, his nastiest wet dream.
“Hey, J.” Noah sat down at James’ desk chair, sitting backwards. “Wanted to drop by, see how you were settling in. And by the looks of it, you’re settling in just fine. By the way, fancy seeing you here, Macy.” He finishes off, winking at her.
Macy replies with a small wave, before realizing she’s still sitting topless. James rolls his eyes, getting off the bed and walking over to Noah. “Okay. What did you really come here for?” James asked, annoyed.
“What, I can’t visit my baby bro anymore? Whew, college has really changed you. In high school, you’d follow me around like you were my tail!” He chuckles.
James sighs. “Enough.”
When James entered high school, Noah was the one who pushed him to join football and take over as the captain. Normally, a freshman like him wouldn’t become captain immediately. But after showing off his skills and capabilities, and with a little nepotism, he jumped the ranks like it was as simple as walking through a door.
People say their talent runs in the blood considering that their dad was also a star athlete, competing in basketball rather than football unlike his sons. Not only did they inherit their dad’s athleticism, they also inherited his height, good looks, and appeal.
“I’ll go now—” Macy says, a hint of awkwardness in her voice, before rushing towards the door and slamming it behind her.
“Macy, wait!” James calls out. He sighs again, putting his hands on his hips. ”Great. Are you happy now?”
Standing up from his chair, Noah walks towards James, like a tiger creeping towards his prey. “I am actually.” In retaliation, James walks backwards, trying to keep his distance. This keeps going until James falls back on the bed, the frame creaking beneath him. Then he sits up supported by his arms.
“Come on, Noah… I thought we left this behind.” James mutters out, unknowingly avoiding eye contact.
They’d only been in high school together for a year until Noah had to leave for college. But during that time, they grew extremely close, far closer than any sibling relationship. A line was crossed one day, a line they were willing to cross, one they enjoyed doing where they went deeper, reaching the point of no return.
Noah’s arms fall on each side on James’ hips, his legs imprisoning the other’s. He leans down, taking the sweet scent of his younger brother before leaving a soft and tender, but lasting kiss. He licks upwards towards his ears where his hot breath escapes as whispers. “You really didn’t miss me?” He mutters, almost like a whisper, but grainy like a growl.
James tries to contain his whimper. “That’s not what I said,” he trails off, distracted by Noah’s kisses. Then, the older brother began trailing his tongue down to James’ shoulder. Before he knew it, Noah bit and then sucked on the spot he landed on. A moan escapes James’ mouth as he fully collides with the bed.
Taking advantage of the predicament, Noah gets on top of James. Noah then continues to tease with his mouth, moving on to James’ nipples where he bites and plays with it using his tongue. The sensation is too much for James to handle. His hands land on Noah’s hair where they grip on hard. James grimaces, trying so hard to not let his moans be heard through the walls.
Finally, Noah stops and meets eye level with the panting and breathless James. He grins and leans down to meet him with a kiss and James reciprocates with an equal amount of tenderness and neediness. Noah unbuttons James’ pants, pulling them down in one swift motion. Below, James got hard as a rock as a result of his time with Macy, but further amplified by the hot stud pinning him down on the bed. Noah kept kissing him as he fondled his bulge, letting him caress his cock through the fabric.
James moaned, whimpered under the touch of his older brother. “Do you moan like that with her?” Noah whispered breathily against his ear, the heat sending shivers down his spine. James could only grunt in response, his lips pursing trying not to let the loudest moan escape his break free.
Even when James got a girlfriend, he couldn’t resist that temptation of being intimate with him. He was Eve and Noah was the apple he loved and kept biting into. One day Macy called, asking to hang out or have a study session, just hoping he’d say yes to either. James replied no as he held back grunts in a half-assed attempt to cover his moans while Noah was on his knees, blowing the younger brother’s brains out.
Now, James gets to relive those moments as Noah pulls his boxers, letting his cock spring free. Macy would say he’s blessed, coming in long and girthy at 7 and a half inches, with pre-cum as they cherry on top. Noah shared that sentiment. Macy hated that James would easily cum from being so sensitive. Noah saw that as a positive. He loved making James moan and whimper under his touch.
Noah went lower, cupping his balls before dragging his tongue from the base of length and then swirling around the tip, savoring the salty liquid leaking out. Then, he wrapped his lips around the tip, creating a perfect suction that made James dizzy. “Wait, fuck!” James screamed before Noah fully took him in his mouth. He goes down once to fully cover the length in saliva. A second time, making loud slurping noises. A third time, slithering his tongue all over. He repeats this as many times to his heart’s content. Feeling his brother throb inside his mouth filled him with incomparable joy.
James’ hands landed back on Noah’s hair, gripping tighter than before. Noah sucked not just for the sake of it. No. He sucked to pleasure his partner, to make them squirm while their cocks were slicked up by him, to get a taste of that sweet climax. For Noah, tasting another person’s cum is like the highest form of romance. How much more of a romantic could he get? And so, he worked James’ cock like it’s the sweetest piece of candy he ever tasted.
At this point, James’ cock was so sensitive that he was actively trying to push Noah off just to not cum, and from the intensity of it all. He desperately pushed Noah’s head off his cock, but as stubborn as his brother is, he didn’t budge at all. Instead, he sucked even harder than before that led to James becoming a loud, moaning mess.
“What’s up, Jamie? I thought you like the way I handle you?” He smirks before dragging his tongue on the underside of James’ length.
Out of breath, James attempted to respond. “You fucking idiot!” Before James could even finish his train of thought, Noah goes back down on him, nibbling on his tip. “If I didn’t try to hold back my moans,” He moaned loudly. “People from the building across would’ve heard us by now!” He exclaims in between moans and heavy breaths all while trying to push off his eager brother from his cock, sucking with a wide smile across his mouth, keeping direct eye contact.
No matter what he did, he absolutely, not in a million years, could ever resist him. Noah knew all of the things he liked, every spot that made him squirm. Before he knew it, Noah swallowed him whole again. He couldn’t fight back any longer, James is soon to blow a big one into Noah’s mouth. Noah guessed through the intensified throbbing of his cock which motivates him more to go deeper, suck harder.
Noah begins to tear up, James’ cock hitting the back of his throat. But it didn’t matter to Noah if it meant pleasuring his brother and hearing his most intense moans. James couldn’t hold back anymore. After a moment, Noah felt his mouth feel up with hot and salty liquid. It flooded the cavity to the point that it spilled out of his mouth. He desperately tried to swallow it all, and somewhat successfully did so.
After drinking the last drop, he pulls off heaving and panting. Meanwhile, James throws his head back, as tired as his brother. He looks down, seeing the older boy resting his head on his thigh to which Noah smiles when he notices James looking. This is what he liked most. The fleeting moments after committing such a taboo act. It was a high they both rode on.
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The afternoon sunshine hit James directly on the face. His coach blew his whistle and everyone gathered around, sweaty and battered by today’s practice. It was another rigorous practice done and dusted. Thankfully, James still had some stamina left over to keep up despite his escapade with Noah earlier. It’s one of the many things he and his brother inherited from their dad.
James entered the university through a varsity scholarship, same as his brother. That left their father with little to zero worries, other than the fear of being presented with a grandchild before retiring. But then again, nothing to worry about. Their dad knew that Macy is a good girl, and that James would be smart enough to not knock her up. It’s a similar story with Noah. A few girlfriends here and there, some skeptical but nothing to worry about.
“Great job out there, James.” Max, a second-year IT-major, pats James on the back. He’s one of the guys he easily became friends with due to the guy’s outgoing personality. Not that he had any trouble with making friends. “Barely a month in and you’re already proving to be what you say you are, huh?”
James chuckles, “I never boast unless I can back it up.”
“Keep up the work, man. With you and your brother on the team, I’m sure we’ll make it back to the big leagues in no time.” Max says as they both stare ahead, eyes landing on taller and hunkier, but practically a carbon copy of James, smiling with that glint in his eyes as he makes conversation with their other teammate.
Wiping the sweat off his forehead, James picked up his water bottle from the bench, taking a huge gulp. “Good job today, team. Since I have business to attend tonight, we will be ending early. However, I expect all of you to make up for lost time in your free hours.” He spoke in a stern, calm, reserved voice. “Remember, we have a game with the Bulldogs next Wednesday. The last thing I want is for you to embarrass the school’s name, and yourselves.”
The coach calls James over. “How you doin’, kiddo. Settlin’ fine?” He asks, hands on his hips.
“Yeah, coach. Doing just fine. The team is good. They’re all friendly, level-headed, and prioritizes teamwork. If you’re asking how well I fit into the team.” James replies.
“Just about there. I’m just hoping you and your brother don’t let your love-hate relationship get in-between the game, y’know.” The coach chuckles. “I get that you were both team captains, and star athletes, but you both should know when to tune that down. Okay?”
“Uh. Of course, coach.” James stammers a bit. “We played on the same team for a year. I doubt this’ll be any different. And I love my brother. We understand each other.”
He gives James an approving look. “Hopefully, it stays that way. Keep it up.” He pats James on the back before leaving.
The team scattered by now, mostly heading to the showers. James sat on the bench in front of his locker. He decided to cool down a bit before heading to the showers. He received a message from their dad. Dinner at 6 on Saturday. See you there! The text message read. James replied, saying that he’s happy to see his dad again.
“Nice job out there earlier,” Noah says, sitting beside him. “You’ve definitely gotten better. But still not as good as me.” He squeezes James’ biceps, to which James shoos his hand away.
James stands up, taking his shirt off and tossing it on the bench. “You think so? Definitely more room to improve.” He takes off another article of clothing, his shorts, then his underwear before wrapping a towel around his waist.
“Isn’t that what I just said?” Noah replies, tilting his head to the side, eyeing his brother from head to toe.
Sighing, James closes his locker, but before he could, his phone buzzes repeatedly. He picks up and is greeted by Macy’s sweet voice. “Hey, babe! What’re you up to?” She asks.
“Nothing much, babe. I just finished practice. Heading to the showers now.” He replies. In an attempt to annoy him, Noah tries pulling off his towel. James stops him in time to not let the towel fall to the ground. He places the phone on his shoulder as he fixes the towel around his waist. “Sorry Macy, my idiot brother here is bothering me.”
She chuckles on the line. “Anyway. I saw this new French restaurant open in town. I want to make reservations for tonight if you—” Noah suddenly snatches the phone from his shoulder before Macy could finish speaking. James tries to grab it back Noah maneuvers around his movements.
“Uhhh—sorry, Macy.” He says loudly into the phone. “You’ll have to reschedule, James is aching, I mean aching from practice earlier. He’ll need some time to rest.” James is utterly dumbfounded by what he just said.
“What, really? Oh… then that’s fine. Can I speak to him again?” Macy replies, a sense of defeat spiking through her voice.
Noah speaks once again all while trying to avoid getting the phone snatched back by James. “Uh—sorry no. His body is in shambles! He can’t even move his mouth. Poor thing.” Now James tried even harder to get it back from him, even resorting to tickling. But it was to no avail as Noah held the phone away when he was one tickle away from a fit of laughter.
“Huh? Didn’t I just talk to him—”
“Okay. Good talk!” Noah ends the call and only then does James get his phone back. Defeated, he sits back down on the back, back slouched, head facing down. Noah tries to comfort him by rubbing his back up and down but it only rubbed more salt to the wound.
James sighs. “You really want to put things to an end with her, don’t you?” He turns his head to Noah who’s sitting back with his arms supporting him, a smug smile creeping on his face.
“Well… I somewhat dislike her.”
“Bullshit! You absolutely hate her guts.” James retorts back.
“Don’t be so harsh!” Noah pretends to be surprised. James deadpans. “Okay! So what. Why are you even pretending to like that girl anyways?”
James massages his temples in frustration. “Have you even considered that maybe I genuinely like the girl? We’ve literally been together for five years.” This was always a topic of discussion between the two, and always ended the same. Noah avoided eye contact with him, looking at some random part of the lockers. Luckily, no one is there to hear them argue. “When will you accept that?” James reaches out for Noah’s shoulder.
Before the touch could land, Noah grabs him by the wrist. “I can’t accept something that simply isn’t the truth.” He sighs, his eyes shining as he leaned closer to James. “Do you really enjoy being with her that much? Tell me sincerely.”
“I… I do, but—” James stumbles with his words.
Noah closes the distance between them, his lips crashing with James’. They make out passionately. Noah pulled him in closer, grabbing the of his neck as he bit on James’ lower lip. James breaks off the kiss, staring deeply into his brother’s eyes. “Break up with her.” Noah says, a slight whimper leaking through his voice.
Sighing again, James replies, “I can’t think straight right now. It’s too big of a decision. Do you really expect me to break up with her right here, right now?”
In response, Noah shrugs. “Hmm.. Can’t think straight, huh? I know what can help.”
Pulling his shirt over his head, Noah grabs James by the wrist and leads him to the showers. The stall is big enough to fit them both. Pinning him against the wall, Noah kisses James, immediately claiming his lips. James shudders at the sensation of the cold tiles on his back. Noah reaches behind him and turns the faucet on and takes the towel off James’ waist, throwing it outside the stall.
The water runs down both their bodies, creating a stark contrast between the body heat and cold water. Noah takes hold of James’ hips, pulling closer causing them to collide. Below, James can feel Noah harden on his thighs as he cups his cheeks, relishing the kiss. Breaking off the kiss, Noah immediately goes for his neck, leaving small pecks and kisses, even licking what’s left of the sweat that hasn’t been washed away.
Taking initiative, James makes Noah swap places with him, kneeling down and taking off his black boxers. Noah looks bigger than before despite being exposed to the cold water. He looks down at James with a satisfied smile as he pulls back James’ hair, getting a better look at his mesmerizing blue eyes. James takes hold of the base before catching the tip in his mouth. He takes him whole, feeling it harden even more on the walls of his mouth until it reaches the back of his throat.
James pulls back then goes back down, pressing his nose against Noah’s pubes. He rinses and repeats until he finally gets a reaction from Noah in the form of a hesitant moan. James thinks back to the events of earlier morning and decides to tease his brother even more. He swirls his tongue around Noah’s entire length as he suctions harder than space itself.
As he tries to hold back moans, Noah caresses James’ head, gripping onto his hair while overwhelmed by the sensation. He didn’t get any action the past two weeks. No new profiles on his go-to app, his usuals partnered up or too busy, and no self-respecting man or woman could go up to a man like him. Now, he’s taking out all his pent-up energy on his eager younger brother.
He could feel it. James knew Noah was close as he felt his rock hard cock pulse and throb inside his mouth. Pulling off, he stands up, almost sleeping, but was luckily caught by Noah on the wrist. Noah took that opportunity to switch the positions again, pinning James on the wall as he grinded his cock against his bare ass.
The water poured and poured on them. James closed his eyes as he felt Noah spread his ass, the spongey, velvety thickness of Noah lining up with his pucker. He braced for impact, his legs spread apart. A moment passed, the hardness on his entrance disappeared. “We need lube,” Noah whispers out of blue into his ear. James chuckles.
Stepping out of the shower, he speeds towards the locker room whilst trying not to slip. Once he returns, he’s holding a small bottle of thick, clear liquid. “You always have that on you?” Noah asks, standing in the middle of the shower, water dripping off his plump chest and rock hard abs as he slowly stroked his cock. James was about to cum right then and there.
“Better to be prepared,” He replies, stepping back into the shower. Turning the faucet down a bit, he pours the liquid on his hands, swirling it around before caressing Noah’s cock with it. Noah grunts, pre-cum leaking out.
With his length fully slick and ready, he grabs James’ hips and assumes their original position. He aligns his cock with the pink entrance eagerly waiting in front of him. Slowly, he pushes in, resulting in a groan from James. He leans into the other’s neck, slowly lapping up and kissing as he bottomed out. His hands gripping James’ hips. Noah stayed like that for a while, not that James needed it, but to relish the feeling, the moment. Then he pulled out, only leaving the tip in, before slamming back in.
James shuddered, his legs almost giving out. Noah began a steady pace as he kept kissing James’ neck, earlobes, and anywhere he could reach within that position. The entire room filled with the sound of water dripping, skin slapping, and their moans which were almost indistinguishable from each other. James could feel Noah’s breath on his neck, so he reached out and kissed him.
They spent the next few minutes or so sloppily making out as their bodies intertwined. Noah began speeding up his pace, pounding like a drummer. Water bounced off their bodies. James could only hold on tight and enjoy the ride. He strokes his cock feeling Noah hit deeper and harder inside him.
“Mhmmph, fuck! You love pounding me in places like these," James mutters out in-between moans. “You love the thrill, the risk of being caught with your brother.” A wide grin creeping on his face.
Noah smacks his ass, “Hah! We’re two peas in a pod. Don’t deny that. You love it as much as I do. Don’t you, fag?”
James whimpers, “Fuck yeah! Fuck me harder, big bro.”
Pulling him back by the shoulder, Noah kisses James again, his tongue invading the other’s mouth. Keeping his promise, his thrusts come back with harder force than before. Before long, Noah pulls out. James turns his head, surprised by the sudden stop. Then, Noah spins him around, squats down, grabs him by the thighs, and picks him up. By any means, James is not smaller than Noah. They practically have the same build. But Noah carries him like he weighs nothing. His cock hardens even more.
Noah adjusts the position of his arms, then puts his cock back in. The new position allows it to reach deeper depths. James’ moan echoes throughout the same. He holds onto Noah’s neck, afraid to fall. “Fuck,” He chuckles. “This is dangerous.” Noah resumes his barrage, hips thrusting into James, ignoring his brother’s words. The younger brother could feel his insides churn, his tip becoming sensitive from the constant attack on his prostate.
Not another moment passes, James cums all over his stomach, getting some on Noah’s chest. Noah’s face contorts into a big, dumb grin, watching his brother’s face while he cums. Meanwhile, his cock doesn’t seem to have any plans of stopping. His thrusts cause more spurts of cum to come out of James. “Big bro, slow down…” James begs, nuzzling his head into Noah’s neck. His voice whiny, like moaning.
That pushes Noah over the edge. His thrusts become more erratic, his grip on James’ lower back tightens. A thrust and another. One final thrust and Noah grunts loudly followed by groans, he unleashes his load into James. Both of them take a moment to breathe, panting as their heart rates slowly, but steadily lower. James lifts his head and stares at his brother. Noah has a wide-eyed, bewildered look on his face.
James smiles, then leans down to kiss Noah. The older brother returns the kiss, slowly turning it more passionate, intimate. Then, he slowly puts James down, still holding him tightly in case his legs give out. Without any words, James turns up the water pressure on the shower, letting the water pour as they stayed like that for a moment.
A while later, Noah goes over to the other stall as they both soap up and wash off. James is soaping up his underarms when Noah calls over, “Should we take my car or yours?” Noah asks. James looks over, confused. He continues lathering soap over his body.
“Dinner. Remember?” Noah retorts.
“I know, I know. We usually take your car, don’t we?” James finally replies. He places the soap back and turns the shower on, washing himself off. “Dad missed dinner with us last week. I wonder what that was about. Do you know?”
Noah looks over, “Nah. It was probably nothing.” Then he turns off the shower, grabbing his towel and drying off before wrapping it around his waist.
“It’s never ‘nothing’ with dad. Whenever he breaks routine, there’s always something going on.” James adds. He sighs, head facing down, letting the water pour over him. Noah reaches in, turning the shower knob off.
Turning around, James is greeted by Noah’s handsome face. Grabbing him by the waist, Noah kisses James. It’s quick, but still full of love and tenderness. “We’ll find out when we see him again. Come on, I’ll walk you back.”
James nods, holding Noah’s hands as they walked back to the locker room.
