between brothers (closed)

Things had calmed down for my brother Rick, and me. We’d spent weeks playing around with our buddies, Jesse and Eric, and several of their friends as well. The past weeks had become a blur of fucking and sucking in every imaginable combination and position. Fun, yes. But my brother and I were both starting to feel effects of deviating so much from the relationship he and I had begun. It was time to get one-on-one again, time to take a break from Jesse, Eric, all of them. We were back at our place, alone again, both ready to focus on us.

We’d not only come out to both our parents, but actually had our dad join us. Things had gotten pretty wild, and we both were ready to get bck to basics, so to speak. We settled back into the ‘us’ routine quite easily. It was good, very good to re connect with my older bother and object of my deep affection, and I think he needed it as much as I did. Before long, everything seemed extremely normal. Funny how one can get to a point where being in love with and fucking their brother seems normal, but…it was.

Rick had thrown himself pretty hard into his work, and I had started school again. A new semester, new people, new everything it seemed. Even though it was the same college I’d been attending, being away for a few weeks and developing a higher level of closeness with my brother seemed to make everything else appear different. I’d been back at school for about a week now, keeping mostly to myself and going home after classes were over. But on that first Friday, I was casually approached by a guy who I recognized from English Lit. He stopped me in the parking lot, introducing himself to me and asking me something about the essay assignment we’d been given. But his words sounded all muddled to me as I was totally distracted with his eyes. And more, actually. As he stood right in front of me, his warm breath touched my neck as he spoke. I couldn’t help myself; I just stared. Never did I expect to get that feeling in the pit of my belly from someone other than Rick.

All I could manage at that point was a lame “Hey, I’m Curt…yeah I remember you from Lit…what were you asking?”

The question I had on the essay was just an excuse to meet the guy I’d been watching all week long as I already planned to drop the class as soon as possible to get a full refund. English Lit ended up being more than I could handle with school and a full-time job. Writing fifteen page essays was ridiculous. I’d never have time to sleep because I wasn’t about to cut back on work hours, after all, I had to eat and have a place to live didn’t I? So yes, dropping the class was a priority and right at that very moment, I was making complete ass out myself talking or better said, stuttering over my words.

“Hey, ya... uh,” I relaxed a little, hearing him say something other than just staring back at me. “I’m Jesse.”

Curt was unnerving, in his blue-eyed scrutiny. Maybe it was lack of self-confidence on my part as I wasn’t accustomed to picking up men and that was exactly what I was doing, if he realized my subtlety or not. I had one brief encounter last summer at bar in a bathroom stall—brief, but very memorable. It was furious fucking, sucking and grunting, all over within a matter of minutes, leaving me wanting more. Obsessing about it, actually. Every woman after that was just plain ho-hum boring, 'I want to make love' and all I wanted to do was to fuck.

I was a bi guy stuck in a hetero-nightmare and I needed to change that.

“So, how about that paper, pretty intense huh?” Edging closer, but not so much that I invaded his personal space. He smelled like patchouli, sweat and sex. I grinned, “Fifteen pages worth of bull-shitting is a lot—even for me.”

Curt

I couldn't help but chuckle when this guy stuck out his hand and told me his name was...Jesse! I suddenly felt much less awkward than I had the minute, half minute before as I'd been sizing him up. We shook almost too firmly, and as our hands slid apart I felt a tingle slide down my back. Jesse raised one eyebrow at the laugh I'd let slip when he told me his name. I shook my head, smiling and said, "Ah, that's funny. I have a close buddy named Jesse, and...well, just a funny coincedence, is all. We just, kind of parted ways, actually...with school starting and all..."

It was like I heard myself speaking seconds after I said what I said, and couldn't believe the way it sounded. I surprised myself at how easily I'd overly informed him. What the hell was I doing? But somehow, it seemed I couldn't stop myself and I stumbled over some words, trying to be casual and talk about the essay.

My brain wouldn't focus, though. The more I looked at him, the more taken I was. And it didn't feel like it was my imagination; he was looking back. I began to feel that this wasn't some chance meeting consisting of an interest in English Lit. I was pretty sure that Jesse took what I'd just blurted out about the other Jesse as being my way of letting him know I was into cock. The way he looked at me made all my self conciousness fade away as I felt his unspoken understanding. Not once yet, did my brother enter my mind. I was so preoccupied with the sexy man in front of me that I couldn't think of anything or anyone else.

I began to conjure up a casual way of moving this convo from the parking lot to a more suitable place. That's when thoughts of Rick filtered into my clouded mind. Really, what the fuck was I doing?

Jesse

With his knowing look and slip of the tongue, it was clear to me that my instincts were right on and I should go with it. A perplexed look flashed across Curt’s forehead, wrinkling in some troubled thought. I wasn’t quite sure how to take this as my own mind reeled. I still felt his hand in mine and the erotic buzz of it even though our greeting was through. Just the introductions of course, because I wanted to get to know him better and jacking our jaws in parking lot wasn’t an ideal way to learn more.

Fronting nonchalance that I didn‘t really feel, I asked “Are you waiting for a ride because if whoever doesn‘t show, you can catch one with me.”

Curt grinned.

Fuck. He had sexy one too. Mustn’t be too eager, dumb ass, I silently chastised, regaining my composure, fiddling with the strap of my backpack I had slung on one shoulder. It was frayed and worn out; I needed a new one. Nonsensical thoughts flitted through my brain until I heard him relay that his brother normally picked him up after class, but he didn‘t see any reason why he couldn‘t go with me instead.

I grinned.

Man, if he only knew what I’d been thinking about all week, sitting a few seats away in class. More than once I had to move my book to my lap, hiding what had come up while I fantasized. The hot in and out scene in the bar’s bathroom stall last summer was completely tame compared to what my daylight fuck dreams were of him. Ya, be cool… for now, until you don’t have to be.

“My car is over here.”

Rick

I knew Curt and I couldn't live they way we had been forever. The few weeks we spent playng around was wonderful and then the time we finally had alone together, learning more about each other. I had gone back to work thankful for the time off. The work had piled up of course and it was taking a few weeks of playing catch up. But knowing I was going home each evening to be with my bro made it worthwhile. Jesse and Eric were lucky enough to leave on a vacation, length of which they had not determined. Dad was getting back with mom, or at least attempting to reconcile their marriage. Yea, things were pretty much back to normal, the only difference being the new closeness I had discovered with my little brother.

Now it was finally Friday afternoon and I was really looking forward to the weekend. Curt had been back at school and I was ready to listen how it was going. I had already noticed how he dove right into his work, spending hours each night studying. Funny, I never remember him being so a scholar when he was younger.

I was headed to my car, anxious to pick up Curt, go home, shed these professional clothes into more relaxing ones and kick back for the weekend. When I reached my car I turned my cell on to see I had a message from Curt. He had a ride home and would meet me there. Great, I thought, gives me time to pick up some steaks, beers, for a great night of grillng and time with Curt.

Once home, I changed into shorts and began preparing dinner, waitng for my lil bro to come home. I couldn't wait to hear what Curt thought of his new classes, instructors, and the new people in his class. He had already told me about some cute guy he noticed in one class. I wondered if he really was paying attention to lectures or if his eyes were spent roaming the lecture halls checking the guys out.

Curt

...because if whoever doesn‘t show, you can catch one with me.

Right then, with that simple and seemingly innocent offer, I knew Jesse had no interest in discussing class with me. Even though his words, on the surface, were nothing more than a politeness, it was easy for me to see right through his offer for a ride and into what I guessed he had in mind.

Or not. Maybe I was way off, and my instincts were totally screwed. Did I want a ride...Shit yeah, I did! But then I thought about Rick, and if this might seem a little strange to him, me opting for a ride with someone else. I was on the spot, and this certainly wasn't a time for me to go into any sort of detail of my home life. I had to say something, and make a decision though.

"You know, actually...I'd love to get a ride, Jesse. My brother may not have left to come up here yet, lemmie give him a buzz, and let him know that I've got a ride."

I wondered if the shiver I felt as I pushed the buttons on my cell was visible; it sure felt like it was. Rick's phone rang until the voicemail picked up, and I left a message stating my case. I was already beginning to feel heavy with guilt, and again, as I hung up the phone I asked myself, what the hell are you doing, Curt?

I looked back at Jesse and grinned again, hoping that the strange mix of things I was feeling wasn't written all over my face. "Ok, uh...you want to grab a drink somewhere, then? My..brother, I live with him...he will be grilling some steaks up tonight. Maybe you could join us?"

There. That was ultimately the most 'proper' thing I could bring myself to say at that point in time. What I really wanted to say was something more along the lines of, Let's go to your place, Jesse, and I'll show you what a great cocksucker I am...Luckily I still possessed some control, and curbed myself from doing that. We walked over to his car together, and as I slid into the passenger seat, I felt a giddy nervousness that hadn't been present since I'd first come clean with my brother about my feelings for him. This was so weird!

We pulled out of the crowded lot, and I took a deep breath trying to slow my roll...slow my heartbeat, for that matter. As I did, I caught his scent, a woody spicey smell that made my stomach growl. I looked over at him and said, almost in a reflexive way, "So, are you with someone?"

Jesse

"So, are you with someone?"

Half-grinning, I shifted the car into reverse, and shook my head, indicating a ‘no’, although I wanted to say something smart-assed and suggestive. But oh so like me, I couldn’t think of anything clever to say. For some reason, he now made me feel nervous sitting so close, as he was leaning more on the driver’s side rather than the passenger’s, which was fine with me. It was what I wanted. Him too as Curt was definitely into guys.

Good for me.

Shooting him a side long look, I noticed the quizzical little furrow was back on his brow. It was cute—I wanted to bite it. Be cool, I reminded myself, backing up the car then out of the college parking lot. Was it just a few moments ago that I really had the big swinging nads to talk this guy? Really now, where do that sudden burst of confidence go? It’s fuel for horny desire. More than that of course, much more. Goddamn yes, I wanted to pull the car over and suck him off right then there… cars whizzing by and me slobbing his nob, and jerking on my own.

“So… which way are we heading?”

Curt gave directions to his place, which was coincidently weird because it was just around the corner from my little shithole, one bed-room house on Oak Street. Fuck. He’d been in my backyard the whole time and I’d been so blind as not notice him before now.

“I know the area very well, I live not far away.” I laughed, “So, your brother won‘t mind if I just show up, will he?”

Curt

No. He said no. He's single, not only into guys but evidently interested in me and I'm in his car...Did I really want to take him home to Rick?

"Uh, yeah, it will be fine. My brother is way cool, don't worry about that." Then I started to jokingly warn him that Rick was into cock as well, but then thought twice before I just blurted it out. I was pretty sure that Jesse would be able to see that pretty clearly when we got to my place.

I swallowed before I spoke again, somehow gathering up enough assertion to say, "So, ha..it's a, kind of funny...We're in the same Lit class...we're both, ah...we noticed each other the way we did. If my brother wasn't expecting me, and cooking, I might just ask you about going back to your place, actually.."

I am not sure when I got so bold, I guess it must've been my balls talking, and acting for me. Somehow I reached right over to him and rested my hand on his thigh, letting it slide up an inch or so closer to his bulge. I watched his face the whole time, looking for the signal to either cool it, or turn it up. He saw my hand move over to him out of the corner of his eye, I'm sure because he didn't jump at all when I touched him. What he did do, though, was grin again and shoot me a look that told me we were definetly on the same page...

Rick

The more I thought about Curt's message, the more I wondered. Why all of a sudden was he getting a ride from someone, it never seemed to bother him that I always picked him up. Who was giving him a ride, did he find some guy he's into now? I thought about how I would feel if that were the case, what if in fact he found someone he really liked, or even grew to love. I never thought of myself being the jealous type, but the vision of my lil bro with another guy, without me, well, while being an extremely hot vision, wasn't settling so well with me.

I tried to reason away my own thoughts, its your bro your talking about I told myself. Has he not already professed and shown his love? We are brothers who love each other, true, two bros that have sex with each other, but were we exclusively together? We had never really discussed it, probably because I would avoid those types of conversations and my lil bro would never think to discuss it unless the was a present reason.

By the time I had picked up the steaks and beer I had cleared up my mind. I called Curt's cell to ask him who was giving him a ride. He didn't pick up, going difrectly to voicemail. I glanced at the time and found it unusual that he not pick up. I left a message, letting him know it was cool that he got a ride and that if he had other plans than coming home right away that was cool too. Told him just to check in with me at some point, or I'd see him at home shortly. I had decided it wasn't fair that I keep Curt to myself, he should be able to meet up with others, to have his own friends, to have his freedom, to find someone he enjoys being with.

For the remaining drive home my head filled with visions of Curt and another guy together. Their first time, remembering how the first time with my bro was. The exploring of each other's bodies, the fun of finding something that turned the other on big time. The smell and taste of another's body. I came back to realization when I heard the car horn, letting me know the red light had change to green. I took off, realizing the thoughts had gotten me even more horny than I already was.

Arriving home I unloaded the groceries, filled the fridge with beer. I check the time, Curt was not yet home, and I decided, as I grabbed a beer, that a shower would feel good. I stripped down and stepped in under the hot steamy water, feeling my body relax as my thoughts returned to my lil bro.

Jesse

Damn! Now that was mighty bold of him, I thought as I felt his hand inch ever closer to my crotch where my cock reacted with crazy, horny curiosity. All right. It was obvious he was digging me like I was him and it looked like he wanted to skip the usual ‘getting to know you’ formalities. Fine. Fuck. Ya fine. My mind raced as what I should do as I came to a two-way stop. Left or Right? Should I or rush into this or not? Right or left?

Curt’s hand still rested in my lap and was not going anywhere—he wanted me that was for sure. I made a decision and took a right to which he said immediately that this wasn’t the correct street to his brother’s house. I nodded, but kept driving until I pulled into my drive. Home shit home.

“Yup, I know. It’s my place.”

I got out of the car and walked up the small path to the door, unlocked it. Before going in, I glanced back at Curt who still sat in car, hesitating for some reason. Don’t just sit there for fuck’s sake and make me look like a total jackass, I silently scolded him. I shrugged and went in, leaving the door wide open. The house was an oven and I stripped off my shirt as I made my way into the kitchen, opened the blinds then the sliding door to let in some fresh air. Standing there in the open glass door, I felt him behind me. I grinned. Curt had came into the house without making a sound.

“I bet if you jumped over that fence right there, you’d be in your backyard.”

Sweat dripped between my shoulderblades, rolled down and soaked the waistband of my jeans. I was still hot even though a good stiff breeze circulated through the room. It wasn’t the day or the shut up house that made me hot, it was Curt and we both damn well knew it too.

Curt

Why would I have expected any different? I was obviously foreward enough with Jesse, and now here we were, at his place, not my brother's. And yeah, it literally was right around the corner from the house I shared with Rick. Jesse got out of the car without a word, and walked up to his front door. Shit. I felt like I was within earshot of my brother--that he might hear me doing this other guy, even! I knew logically that that was just a silly paranoid thought, but it kept me from jumping out of the car right away.

I watched as Jesse went into his house, leaving the door wide open. I pulled my cell out of its case on my hip and dialed my brother's cell, again. I wasn't sure yet what I would say, and within 2 second, I was hearing his voice in my ear.

"Hey, Rick...uh, listen bro, this dude I got a lift with wanted to stop somewhere for a bit....Yeah, ...Oh, man I'm starved too...I won't be long, no...Hey do you mind if he maybe comes with? Haha...yeah, he's a hottie...Ok, Rick..love you bro."


There. Somehow I felt better, and worse all at once. But beyond that was how turned on I was, and how curious I was to find out what Jesse was about. I rationalized my actions as I got out of his car and went up to his door, reminding myself how Rick and I had been fucking other people almost from the start. Sure, it was when we were together, but was this really different?

I knew it was but I couldn't, didn't want to, stop myself. I walked into Jesse's house and saw him standing at the back door, already shirtless. I stripped off my own shirt and was bare chested, standing right behind the tall sexy guy. Again, I gathered the balls to make another move, and my hands went to his sides, touching him lightly there as I pressed my mouth against the middle of his back, tasting the sweat and pure man-flavor of his skin.

He sighed as my lips brushed him, and said something about us being practically in my back yard, he suspected. Yeah, we were too. But I couldn't think about that right now.

The hot water and the thoughts of spending the weekend with my bro again was doing things to my body. As I soaped myself I couldn't help but play some, my cock quickly responding.

The ringing of my cell interrupted my thoughts. I ran from the shower to grab it, expecting it was my lil bro. Standing in the bedroom naked and dripping, staring out at the back yard as we spoke, "Sure man, no problem, I was just showering, get here when you can. Hell yea you can bring him over, this is your place as much as it is mine you know."

Back in the shower it hit me, Curt did in fact say "he". Hmmm, just a guy from class or maybe more? My thoughts turned back in time, to the fun we had with the other guys. My cock responding to those thought as it always did when I remembered the hot sex. My cock was raging in no time. I stroked some, gently, not really intending to get off, just playing, enjoying myself.

I finished showering, deciding to wait and not get myself off right now. I dried myself and threw on a pair of shorts, comtemplating whether I should turn the ac on or not. I grabbed another beer and laid back on the couch to watch the game on tv.

Jesse

What sort of first impression did I want to make on Curt? A good one that was for sure because I didn‘t know if I‘d ever get another chance like I had now with him and previously it was a whole year in between since my last guy on guy action.

Feeling his lips on a sensitive part of me, I growled out a curse, “Ffuckkk…”

Curt’s lips were replaced by his tongue in the hollow of my middle back. Damn it. I wanted to do him first, but still I could have my way with him. Push him off. Really I could, I thought trying to convince myself, shivering with excitement as a breeze dried the wetness of his lick. Hands slid across my back, around my waist, and one slipped down the front my jeans while the other traced the line from navel to groin. He fondled me, squeezed lightly around the head of my cock where I pulsed and drooled in his grip.

“Wait.” I croaked, took his wrists and pushed them away as I turned to face him, pressed him up against the kitchen counter. “You first as an appetizer.” Smirking, I leaned to him and whispered against his lips, “Then dinner at your place.”

With urgency, I kissed him. Crushing my open lips to his while my tongue invaded his mouth. I tasted him while I fumbled with the front of his pants, undoing his fly. Grunting in frustration, he tried to push my hands away and reach for mine instead, but I leaned back from the waist where he couldn‘t reach—this he couldn’t himself because I had him against the counter. His fly now open, his hard cock jutted out to my waiting hands. He felt thick and heavy, so very hot. That man-meat I held wanted me badly, I knew for certain, catching the lust in his eyes, which ignited, and burned cobalt blue.

Very horny and anxious, I broke our kiss then fell on my knees before him. Curt’s dick looked as awesome as it felt—taste just as well too, as I wasted no time taking him into my mouth. I was inexperienced in sucking cock, but I knew what I liked and treated him as such, not forgetting his balls in my ministrations. Hearing him, groaning and rolling his hips, told me I was doing what he liked—giving Curt the attention he deserved or what I imagined sitting there all week in class…. All week ya, wanting to gulp down his hot load. Every bit of it all for me and here he was now in the flesh, giving me his cock, thrusting it down my throat.

Curt

My eagerness was complimented with Jesse's immediate aggression. He moved my hands away from his zipper and turned quickly, pushing me back against the counter before I could say a word, his hands undoing my jeans fast. I stared at him, breathing in his hot exhale and feeling his lust grow along with my cock as his hand slid inside my jeans. Looking in his eyes intently I wanted to kiss him hard again...kiss him back like he just kissed me, now that he made it quite clear he wasn't solely into the lower part of me. But he dropped before me too fast, and I stifled a moan, biting my lip as his hot mouth slid over my cockhead.

Right away, my fingers were tangled in his black locks, on top of his head where they were longish. His mouth engulfed me and right away I felt my oozing cockhead bump the back of his open throat. I could tell he wasn't ready to feel me way back there, and pulled his face back a bit as he let his throat relax and the gag reflex subside. In seconds it had, and he was back on me, sucking my shaft hard, sliding up and down me and making my nuts churn right away. Goddamn, I thought, he'll be getting a mouthful in about 5..4..3...


"Ohh..shiiit man...Easy, Jesse...easy, or I'll come in seconds. Fuck, fuck you feel awesome. Yeah, yeah you hot fucker, just like that...ooh Jess..it's comin'.."


I just called him Jess. Just like Eric always had with the other Jesse...it was strange hearing myself say that, but not strange enough to distract me from the incredible blow he was giving me, right here, in his hot kitchen...right here, nearly in my own back yard...

I felt my nuts get tight and hard, and the unmistakable feeling in my gut and shaft as my climax neared. I warned him, once more that I couldn't hang on, giving him one last chance to pull off before I unloaded. But Jesse sucked onto me even harder as I announced my orgasm, his muffled moans letting me know how much he wanted that load in his mouth....

Jesse

“...ooh Jess..it's comin'..”

Hearing this, I didn’t let up, in fact, I sucked him off at a faster pace while his hips battered against me. What a hot fucker he is, my mind doubled over in lust as he fucked himself between my hooded teeth as hard as he possibly could without knocking me over. Still I wanted more and dug my fingers into his ass to pull him closer so he could ram his cock all the way down to shoot his load.

“Don’t you swallow it yet!” Curt cried out, as cum filled my mouth in jerky spurts. I did what he demanded and refrained from taking his seed down. He ripped at my hair until his orgasm passed then he released me, and I, him. I looked up and he half-smiled at me; a sexy ‘you’re my bitch’ grin . “Show me.”

Turned on as hell with my own cock ready to explode, I made a show of it as I stuck tongue out, jiggled the huge glob of his cum right there for him. Satisfied, he nodded. I slurped it down, but some of it still slipped out onto my chin. I stood up and went to wipe of his spilled spunk with my thumb then thought better of it. I pressed up against him, my raging prick pressed to his hip bone and kissed him full on the mouth smearing sperm. Grabbing me, with his two hands on either side of my face, Curt stopped me in mid probe to lick his cum off my chin then frenched his fat tongue into me while I rode his hip. I came in that instant, sucked in my breath, his breath; surprised that I got off like that and creamed my jeans.

“Damn. Wow!" I exclaimed, trying to regain my composure. "Uh, let me change.. and I guess it’s time for dinner?”

I finished my beer, had a smoke and continued watching the game. I wondered how much longer Curt would be, wondering if I might be eating dinner alone. Its not that I minded, shit, he hadn't had an evening out without me tagging along for months, he deserved one.

I was hoping the evening breeze would kick up soon. Even laying here in just shorts wasn't very cool, the sweat on my chest running down my abs and I could feel it on my back too. I was about to go for another cold one when I decided I was too lazy to get my ass off the couch. My eyes focused on the game, but were half closed and before long I was napping in the sweaty heat of the day.

Curt

Holy fuck...I came so hard in Jesse's mouth that, even though I told him not to swallow, I was doubtful that it hadn't already hit the back of his throat and slid right down. But after the pulsing and jerking in my cock subsided, he pulled off and opened his mouth, poking his tounge out for me to see its shiney coating of my cum. He looked so fuckin' hot, looking up at me like that, but before I knew it, he was standing again, thrusting his cummy tongue into my mouth, and humping his own hard on against me.

I grabbed him tight around his hips, forcing that thick meat against me even more, loving the way he rubbed it on me. His tool felt unbearably stiff through his jeans, and I wanted badly to set if free and get him off hard, just like he had to me. With his mouth locked onto mine in what felt like a lusty struggle for dominance, I felt him stop for a second and gasp sharply. His cock was pressed so tight to my hip, it was easy to feel it throbbing under his fly...he was coming, in his fucking pants! Fuck, I thought, this is too much!

Too much...too sexy...too fucking hot. After what had been about a half hour with this guy, from parking lot to kitchen, I was swooning. So full of a primal urge to just get with him, in any and every way. Wanting to rip his jeans down and lick up the cum from his skin, and so much more. His hot mouth seperated from mine again and he said he was going to go change, a cute embarressed look on his face. Shit baby, there's nothing to be embarressed about! I would've done just that, too, had you not sucked me the way you just did...I held onto his waist for a moment longer, staring him down, losing myself in his gaze that seemed to equal just what I was feeling.

"Damn...Jesse. That was hot as fuck. It's true though, we, we'd better head on over to my place before Rick begins to wonder..."

It occured to me then that Jesse might find it strange that my brother would keep such close tabs on me. As soon as I had that thought, I began to feel uneasy about bringing him over, about him getting clued in to what was going on between my brother and me. Shit, I sure didn't want to freak him out, or chase him off! And, despite how normal it felt to Rick and myself at this point, I knew that the majority of the population didn't find it quite so normal.

Before I could say anything to downplay my remark about Rick being concerned, Jesse asked, "Oh so you and your brother are pretty close, eh?"

I began to stutter out some sort of asinine reply, but then he spoke again, telling me how much he loved eating my cum, and how he wanted to do it again...

"Not before I suck that cock of yours, sexy", I said with a deviant grin, thankful he switched gears so quick.

Jesse

"Not before I suck that cock of yours, sexy"

Chuckling and not feeling as embarrassed as I was minute ago, I replied “Well, it won’t be any time soon considering what I just did.” I unbuttoned and pulled my sticky pants away from my stomach where he and I both looked. Cum coated the crew cut I had down there. He assured me that he had ways to make me recover all the faster. “I bet you do.”

“This really isn’t very fair. You had your appetizer and I had none.”

“Touché.” Raising an eyebrow in devious sort of amusement, I gave him a dirty laugh. “Have at it, my buffet is open.” Indicating my undone fly.

Not expecting him to react as quick as he did, I was surprised with his attack because this time he overpowered me or I just gave a weak defense—I’m not so sure and I didn’t really care either. With an annihilating kiss, he pushed over to the kitchen table where the edge caught the back of my legs and quickly cut me down to size. I wound up on my back with him between my legs, ripping my pants off.

Soups on.

“Mmmotherfucker…” I hissed both breathless and so unbelievably turned on.

I groaned as he proceeded to lick up my misspent cum-load, flicking dangerously close to my stiffening prick. He was right, I shouldn’t have doubted him for minute as he did indeed have some awesome oral skills and ones my cock had never known until now.

“Goddamn, fuck ya… Ya , YA!”

Curt

As Jesse opened his fly, pulling away the fabric to reveal the sticky spot on his skin, I knew I couldn't wait any longer. Dinner, before I got to taste this guy? No. Couldn't do it. I had to taste him now. And this was understood with the look I gave him, my hungry eyes were wide and I let my tongue lick acoss my lip before I kissed him again. I pushed him a bit harder than I intended. I'm not sure what I intended actually, I was running on pure primitive lust. As my mouth pressed hard to his, he went over and was on his back, right on his kitchen table. How perfect.

His jeans came down in a flash, and there I was, leaning into him letting my cum craving tongue go wild as it sought out every bit of his load. Couldn't call it a wasted load though, not by any means, for I was enjoying it thoroughly and it was being put to a great use at feeding my appetite. But I wanted even more. I watched his cock swell right before my eyes as I licked at him, and then put my hand to the base of his fat shaft. My fingers wrapped around his meat and I lowered my open mouth on him until he was totally inside my wet heat. Just that alone made him start getting verbal, which turned me on incredibly. The Ah fucks he emitted were an audio aphrodisiac; as if I needed anything to add to my intense horniness for him.

I sucked his cock skillfully for a minute or two, until he was fully hard again. His squirming made the table creak and I pulled off his cock and suggested we move this somewhere, like onto the floor.

We moved together, I standing and he following suit, kicking off his shoes and stripping all the way out of his jeans now before he descended to the floor, laying back and waiting for me to finish what I'd started. I was on my knees and between his long hard legs right away, and was suddenly compelled to taste his balls as well.

Jesse moaned in a combination of frustration and pleasure as he felt my mouth going somewhere other than his cock. I stopped for a minute and said, "Don't worry, Jess, I promise you'll like this." My mouth opened and I sucked one of his nuts in, letting the one large testical fill my mouth. No way could I have fit both at once; his balls were fucking huge. Two swinging velvety peaches, is what I was reminded of. I took in a whiff of his man-ness, and held his smell in my lungs, letting it permiate my brain and intoxicate me totally. I released his one fat ball and my face went lower still, my hands under his thighs now, pushing them up enough to prompt him to raise them. And he did, giving me that oh-so-perfect access to his most private place.

I said nothing, but just dove right in, my face pushing betwen his open cheeks and my mouth sucking right onto his hole. I forced my tongue inside, and the sounds he made now made me wanna jack my own cock. He seemed just as turned on with my ass-eating as I was!..Good, cause it would just be too bad if he wasn't. He pushed himself against me and began to grind his ass on my mouth, loving my tongue fucking and slobbering. We lay on the cool tile of his kitchen floor, right at the open sliding glass door, as I rimmed him like i hadn't eaten for days. Not once did the thought of someone seeing us cross my mind, for I was so drunk on his sex...

Rick

Waking up on the sofa, coated with sweat. Hot enough that I knew I would not fall back asleep. I sat up, the game almost over and the Cubbies were well in the lead. I flipped the remote, turning the tv off and got up heading to the kitchen for a cold beer.

Looking out back I decide the lounge chair, out under the shade tree would be much more comfy and cool than inside. I grab another beer so I don't have to come back in, being the lazy ass that I am and head out back. I can already feel the cool breeze on my sweaty body, almost sending a chill down my spine.

I lay back on the lounger, take a long sip off the cold beer and light a cig. Raising one arm over my head letting the breeze dry out my pit. I'm enjoying the shade, the beer and the quietness until I think I hear a noise, well, not really a noise, more like a moan. I listen for more and eventually hear a louder moaning and voices. I glance around and as my eyes focus on the place behind us I am totally amazed at what I see.

The neighbor in the back, never seen or heard him before, but I clearly could now. He, or someone he was with was laying naked on the floor. I couldn't completely see his face, his arm and hand covering it, but I most definitely could see his hard cock sticking straight up with some guy sucking him down. They were in a position to where I could see their sides.

I focused in more intently, watching them as my hand roamed down my abs, and over my cock, rubbing myself and not even realizing I was. The one guy had moved off the cock and it looked like he was sucking and licking the balls. I felt my legs spread as if his mouth was between my legs. Damn where was Curt when you needed him I thought as I allowed my hand to slide under the waistband of my shorts, wrapping around my now hard cock.

Fuck I was getting turned on watching these two studs. I wonder if Curt knew we had a gay guy living behind us. I slide my shorts off, not caring if anyone would see me, I wanted to feel unencumbered. I watched as I stroked my cock, realizing that now I was becoming a voyeur, shit man. My cock sticking straight up as I lazily stroked it. Wishing I had a closer view, the bodies on these two looked hot. Hell, the one guy had a body that looked as hot as my bro, some of the same features. We have got to get to knwo them I thought to myself. As I saw him lifting the one guys thighs I knew exactly where he was headed wiht his mouth. I spread my own legs, using my toher hand to play with my hole, envisioning Curt's sexy tongue licking away at me. The moans I could hear form them turning me on more, my cock leaking precum as I stroked and played.

Jesse

"Don't worry, Jess, I promise you'll like this."

Curt’s mouth opened and sucked in one of my balls. I groaned feeling him tonguing and slurping it inside his hot mouth then suddenly let it pop out wet into the cool air. This was a sensory overload that nearly drove me insane.

“Goddamn… jeezus, you’re gonna make me blow…”

I shuddered, riding that sweet edge between coming and not. When I thought the urge passed, he reminded he wasn’t finished until he was good and ready, not when I was. He went lower, prompting my legs with his hands, pushing me up until I realized what he wanted to do. Rim my ass, that’s what he wanted to do. It was a sexual favor I’d never received, but one that I’ve always wanted during ass play because me fingering myself could never compare to what he could do with that slick tongue of his.

He’d be lucky if I lasted a whole minute.

Without so much a warning his face pushed between my cheeks, his mouth went straight to work, sucking my hole, thrusting his tongue inside. “Ya ya man, you‘re doing me right!” I couldn‘t control myself; he made me crazy for his hot tongue fuck action. I cursed him as cum made my nads rock hard and painful, wanting release. His tongue squirmed in and out until I couldn't hold back any more. Again I came all over myself.

“Fuck ya Curt, motherfucker!”

Everyone within a block’s radius must’ve heard, knew I had an orgasm and damn good one too as my slick white junk covered my belly and slipped off. Curt looked up and grinned, didn’t even hesitate in licking it up either. I watched him too, but slightly dazed, gaining strength back and my breath.

“Damn, that was fabulous…” I touched his hair and grabbed the length of it between my fingers. “Thank you.”

“It was, wasn’t it?”

I nodded, smiled lazily as he me cleaned me up, once he was through, he pressed his lips to mine and I sucked his kiss, tasting my familiar flavor on his tongue.

“We should be getting back to your place, yes?” I’d kept him too long. Damn. I jumped up to take a whore’s bath right there at the kitchen sink, washing my pits, groin and ass. “Your brother won’t be mad will he?” I asked in concern, sensing that Curt was close to his brother and didn‘t want to disappoint his brother for whatever reason and I could understand that.

Oh, but you’re greedy fucker aren’t you? You’d keep him here all night if you could talk him to it, so don’t kid yourself.

I slipped on some clean clothes I had in the living room; in a basket I hadn’t put away yet. “Shall we?”

Curt

I was nearly breathless as I drew my face back, out of my new friend's sweet ass after giving him such an intense tongue fuck...intense for me too, very much so. He'd shot another good-sized load as I'd licked and sucked at his tiny hole, and that certainly wasn't the limit as to what else I thought about doing there...Was he a virgin? Would he take a cock up in him? These thoughts I didn't verbalize, yet. Instead I put my mouth to a better use than speaking, and licked away at the salty thick cum that pooled on his belly. I was pretty fucking amazed that he shot two loads so close together. Either he hadn't had any action for awhile, or I really turned him on. Naturally, I fantasized that it was the latter.

"Mmmf...you taste so good...fuck, man, i could eat your cum for days, you hot fuck. Feel good? Yeah? Shit it must've, you were so fucking loud when you came! Don't worry though, I love it. I love to make a man sound just like you sounded, Jesse...and I hope I can again...Shiit, you're a hot one."

He was too. Together we stood, embraced and kissed again, niether of us seeming to get enough of the other's mouth. He groaned as my open mouth covered his, and the taste of him on my tongue made this unending cycle of recurring erections continue. I wanted him more, too. A lot more. In my mind I imagined us going through a lengthy repertoire of different fucking, sucking, and more. But as our lips seperated again I heard him say how he'd kept me too long already.

Now my thoughts returned to my brother. Maybe I hadn't fucked this sexy boi yet, so maybe it wasn't as if I were really cheating, right? I was pretty doubtful that Rick wouldn't be able to read me like a book. He knew me far to well to try to hide shit from him. That was how I'd always wanted it, too. My head began to fill with all the memories I had of lusting after my brother, but taking years before I had the courage to say it to him. I was still half-drunk off Jesse and now, caught up in thoughts of Rick. Shit, I needed a beer and a cigarette.

I nodded in agreement as Jesse began a quick wash-up at his sink. I hated to see him pull clothes over that awesome body of his, but I was hopeful that it would get shown to me again sometime very soon. As I dressed, and tried to straighten myself up some, I asked, "You mind if I smoke, Jess?" I already had a Newport between my lips; it just wasn't lit yet. I chuckled and added quickly, "Do you mind if I call you 'Jess'? Its second nature for me, really...but I'll stop if you rather I didn't." The sexy hunk shook his head no with a smile on his face as he pulled his shoes on. I wasn't sure if he were saying no to my smoking, or to the shortening of his name. His shoes now on, he straightened up and faced me, coming very close again. Another kiss, and I locked onto him as if never to let go. The kiss was hot and deep, and touched more than my mouth. Way more. Pulling back, trying to keep my excitement at bay, at least for right now, I said, "Should we walk, or you want to take your car? I can see my house through your bushes..."

The more I heard their moans the more I wished I had a clear view of them. Damn, their moaning, groaning and sexy ass talk was getting me hot and bothered. If I wasn't so sweaty, hard, and lazy I would have gotten up off my ass and go peek between the bushes. Next time I told myself, I definitely need to see who is having such hot sex right outside our backyard. Wait until I tell Curt, shit he'll probably go right over there immediately and ask to join them.

The next round of moans and the dirty talk told me that most definitely someone had just gotten off. Everything got quieter over there and I became more focused on getting myself off. I began pushing my finger in my hole, using my other hand to jerk myself fast and hard. The sweat running down my chest and abs, my legs spread wide as I fantasized about the hot ones I had just heard. Before long my balls started churning, getting hard and tight. I could feel the cum rising. I shoved my finger in deeper, arching my back and unloaded my cream shooting over my abs, even a bit on my chest. I tried not to, but couldn't help moaning as my balls released my load. Panting, I scooped some up and licked it off my fingers.

I laid there a few minues before feeling vulnerable and slightly exposed, stretched out naked in my backyard, my cum all over me. Fuck, what if Curt walked in now with his friend, fuck how embarrassing. I sat up, sliding my shorts back on, grabbed my empty beer and headed quickly inside. I opted for another shower rather than beer. It wouldn't look right to look like this with Curt bringing a friend over for the first time.

Under the water as I soaped I began thinking about my bro again. It made me happy to see he was making friends again. I had kind of occupied his time there for awhile and he needs friends his age. Granted I was only 2 years older, but I was already out of school and in the working world. He needed friends in the same situation as him.

Jesse

It was a shame to have to leave my place where we were alone to Curt’s house, he shared it with his brother, but maybe doing so meant we could be alone again? Soon? We could do plenty more, I thought deviously with visions of him buck-assed naked, bent over and me fucking him hard, played like an 70’s real to reel porno.

"You mind if I smoke, Jess?" Curt asked with a unlit cig already between his lips then chuckled. "Do you mind if I call you 'Jess'? Its second nature for me, really...but I'll stop if you rather I didn't."

Recently, I quit the cancer sticks so I shook my head ‘no’, but smiled when he asked about calling me Jess. That I didn’t mind one bit; I liked it, actually. A lot. I added him cursing my name to the sound track of the imaginary fuck flick that played in my mind ever since noticing him in class on Monday.

Shit. I didn’t want to leave, but knew we should or else I’d keep him for another few hours and likely longer considering I hadn’t been laid in awhile. Again, I kissed him. A hot and deep one to let him know without a doubt that I wanted to return to where we left off on my kitchen floor. I imagined he got the message feeling him slightly tremble in my arms, which he ended by pulling back.

"Should we walk, or you want to take your car? I can see my house through your bushes..."

I glanced out the open sliding door to his place, “Why not walk?”

Curt nodded slightly with that cute perplexed look of nervousness crossing his forehead. We headed out after I locked up, crossed the shrubbery, the low fence that made up the property line, and his backyard. Walking through the door, we both noted how stifling it was. Curt grumbled, went into the living room, where I followed as he turned on the AC. Down a hallway, I saw an open door where steam was pouring out like a thick fog and heard a running shower.

“My brother,” he laughed ruefully. “I’ll tell him that I’m back. Make yourself at home, sexy.”

I watched him go down the hall into the bath, closing the door behind him. Odd, I thought. I surveyed the place, seeing that everything appeared to be copacetic. Books, baseball memorabilia, framed pictures, cool art on the wall, CDs and DVD movies neatly tucked into their places. A little too clean for a couple guys, but basically normal. I picked up one framed picture that caught my eye. It was two nice looking guys sitting on a sofa, smiling back at me. One was Curt other resembled him, but looked a couple years older—obviously his brother. They were close, I could tell they were by looking at the photo then I saw just how close they were. In the picture, Curt’s hand was tucked in brother’s lap, between his thighs.

This was a very intimate, casual moment indeed and how…

“Aye yi yi…” I said under my breath, returning the picture and adding an incest fuck scene into my pseudo porno. “That’s hot.”

Curt

I mentally tried to shake Jesse off as I entered the small house my brother and I shared, telling my sexy new friend to make himself at home. I heard the shower and felt the humid warmth that seemed to fill the entire house, and I stepped into the hallway, flipping the switch on the a/c and setting it to 65, to bring about a quick cool-down. It was hot as fuck in there, but I was pretty sure that it was partly just me.

I left Jesse in the living room, and went into the bathroom, to let my showering brother know that we were both here. I flipped the light on and off before Rick had known I'd entered and he shouted a surprised "What the-" but then realized it was just me, fucking with him. I laughed a little and said, "Hey, bro...Just wanted to let you know that I'm home, and brought a friend. Didn't want you to walk out in the open all wet and naked, you know."

Rick shut the water off and slid the shower door open, showing himself to me in all his dripping splendor. I tried quite conciously to push any and all thoughts I had of Jesse out of my mind right then, and appear as normal as possible as I stepped towards Rick, handing him a towel. He pulled me close to him, his wet arms making a dark colored damp ring around the middle of my t shirt, and we kissed instead of a verbal 'hello'. I melted, for the second time today with as many men, losing myself in my big brother's hard kiss. My tongue was in his mouth, pushing against his own as we greeted each other in what seemed to us, the only right way. But today I was distracted; I was hoping Rick didn't taste or smell the sex in my mouth, on my face...Although I'd washed up well enough, I wondered how much of Jesse's man scent lingered on my lips.

Our mouths seperated and I said in a breathy, almost nervous way, "Yeah, my friend from class is out in the living room, and guess what his name is, bro...Jesse. Ain't that a trip?" Rick didn't miss a beat as he responded with a 'is he hot', a big grin to let me know he was sort-of joking, and then telling me to go ahead and keep my friend company while he got dressed. I nodded and gave my brother another quick kiss while my hand made a quick pass over his crotch. Funny, I thought, he's actually not hard...He must've just jacked, and I missed it... I left him in the bathroom and rejoined Jesse, in the living room. When he was in my sight, I saw that he was looking pretty closely at one of the pictures of Rick and me. Not until I had gotten right up next to Jesse, did I realize which picture it was. Fuck...I thought, I bet he's thinking 'what the fuck is this about'. I didn't offer up anything, and wouldn't unless he just straight out asked, and instead tried to divert his attention, asking if he wanted a beer.

No sooner had I opened my mouth to speak, he had set the picture back down and grabbed me around my waist, just like Rick had, and drew me in for a quick kiss. Qiuck, it was...but fuck, it was so intensly hot and deep. I felt him in my gut, like an iron butterfly as he pressed his mouth hard onto mine. Then as quick as he began, he released me. And just in time for my brother to step out of the bathroom, no less.