“I really fucking hate that look,” he repeated before caressing Kyle’s face.
“Listen, Tyler,” Kyle said as he took a deep breath, he wasn’t welling up or going to but he still felt the ache like he had been.
“I get it if this is too much, I do,” he began to speak but then Tyler shot up suddenly and began to pace.
“No!” He yelled.
“You don’t get to do that, for fuck sake man!”
Kyle had never seen Tyler lose it like this before.
“You don’t get to make me feel like this then throw the ‘go back to girls if you want even if I’m miserable’ card at me, we’re not playing that game.”
“I didn’t mean-“ Kyle couldn’t finish his sentence before Tyler knelt down and met his face with his own.
“We both know this is more than just some fucking fling, don’t speak to me like I’m using you and you’re okay with that, it’s not the case.”
“Okay…” Kyle muttered.
“Good,” Tyler sighed as he continued to look at Kyle.
“Now, we doing this or what?”
“Doing what?” Suddenly Kyle felt nervous.
“Well we both know you’re only worried because you think I’m going to crave something else in bed, so let’s do the bed part and put those fears to rest,” it was possibly the most logical excuse Tyler had ever used to get someone to sleep with him.
“You want to?” Kyle asked.
“You don’t?”
“No, I do,” Kyle responded as they both stood up.
“Good,” Tyler smirked.
Tyler got closer, not sure where to start at first but looked down at that bottom lip of Kyle’s that wobbled nervously and smiled.
“I’ve got you,” he whispered as one hand ran through Kyle’s hair and he pulled him in for a kiss.
Kyle reached up on his tip toes to get to Tyler’s mouth, the warm embrace of Tyler’s tongue made his whole body tense as he felt himself throb in his pants. As Tyler got more comfortable with their embrace he let a hand travel down Kyle’s back until it reached his firm behind, gently squeezing and forcing a moan from Kyle’s lips as he left their kiss and whimpered.
“That’s hot,” Tyler muttered into his ear before kissing his neck then gently lying him down on the bed.
The pair continued kissing, Tyler was on top of Kyle grinding on him, his thick, long shaft could be felt trying to break free of its cage. It pulsated wildly, seeping with pre-cum as Kyle’s kiss turned Tyler on more than any woman ever had. He reached down and put his hand under Kyle’s shirt, running it up to his right nipple and pinching it to force another moan from Kyle which made Tyler’s dick twitch again. He loved to hear him cry out in pleasure.
Kyle looked up at the blonde jock; he smiled as he reached down, tugging at the belt on his jeans and undoing it whilst Tyler glared back down at him. Kyle pulled the top two buttons loose, reaching in and rubbing over Tyler’s thick shaft which had soaked his briefs.
Tyler knelt up, getting closer to Kyle’s mouth as he pulled down his briefs and his throbbing dick sprung upwards. He looked at Kyle, his balls resting on the younger man’s lips; he smirked and began to jerk himself off.
“Lick ‘em,” he ordered as he leaned in.
Kyle did as Tyler asked, licking his nuts and watching as Tyler jerked himself off and began moaning. The pair hadn’t seen each other the last time they were in this position, Kyle knew he would’ve enjoyed it anyway but Tyler was surprised just how hot the whole experience was. He loved having control over Kyle, knowing he was willing to do anything to please him and knowing that Kyle could be pleased just by doing those things with Tyler. It was perfect.
Tyler took his shaft in two hands, he showed off its length as the head still head plenty of room and then he pushed it down into Kyle’s mouth that was more than willing to take it in.
Kyle did his best, taking the shaft all the way back and not coughing or spluttering this time. He began to hear Tyler’s moans and looked up at him. Seeing that smile cross his lips just made Kyle want to try harder, he took a deep breath before taking in every, single inch of Tyler and causing a loud cry to come from his lips.
“Oh fuck!” Tyler roared with joy.
Kyle pulled away gasping, his head hit the pillow with a smile on his face as he looked up at Tyler.
“Don’t stop,” Tyler reached to grab Kyle’s head.
“I could keep going or…” Kyle went quiet towards the end of his sentence, he wanted more from Tyler. He wanted everything.
Tyler nodded, getting off Kyle but not before lifting Kyle’s shirt over his head. The pair scrambled to get undressed next to one another until both were completely naked. Whilst Kyle had often caught glimpses of Tyler’s skinny dipping it was the first time Tyler had seen or cared to see another guy naked.
“You’re so scrawny,” he pointed out as he poked Kyle’s side causing him to laugh.
“Stop it,” Kyle giggled before rolling on top of Tyler, staring down at him and blushing.
“You want that?” Tyler smirked, grinding his throbbing shaft up the crack of Kyle’s firm cheeks.
Kyle moaned, rubbing himself back against Tyler’s dick, reaching back and spreading his cheeks so that the head could push against the hole.
“Do we have any lube?” Kyle asked as he felt the sharp sting of Tyler trying to push in.
Tyler looked around, the thought had never crossed his mind since he wasn’t used to using it. He got up, put Kyle on all fours then got behind him.
“Lean into the sheets,” he said as he pushed Kyle’s head down so that his hands caved and his chest hit the covers, leaving only his behind in the air.
Tyler spat into his hand, rubbing the saliva into Kyle’s hole then using two fingers to slowly loosen him. Kyle began to moan and whine and hiss when Tyler pushed too hard.
“Are you okay?” Tyler asked.
“I’m fine, keep going,” Kyle insisted.
“Man, you’re so tight,” Tyler muttered as he tried to slide a third finger in.
“It’s been a while…” Kyle hadn’t slept with anyone since high school.
After a few more minutes of loosening him up Kyle felt he was ready and even if he wasn’t he was beginning to get too impatient to wait any longer.
“Come on,” he begged.
Tyler was hesitant, partly because he didn’t want to hurt Kyle but mostly because he loved hearing Kyle beg for it.
“Now, are you sure you want this, I’m pretty big you know,” he said proudly.
“Tyler, come on, I want it,” Kyle had caught on what Tyler was doing, he knew the man was an egomaniac but he went along with it anyway.
“Please, Tyler, I want you to fuck me.”
Tyler smirked, he used one hand to spread Kyle’s cheeks as the other grabbed his shaft and he watched as every inch of himself vanished inside the younger man’s tight hole. Kyle moaned loudly whilst Tyler made quiet, but just as intense moans. He loved seeing himself drive into Kyle, loved how the tight grip around his cock felt and how perfect the arch Kyle had made was.
He reached out for the firm, bubble-cheeks and began to pound Kyle. He then placed one hand on Kyle’s back, keeping his front flat on the sheets so that his arch stayed steady for him. This way he could thrust all the way into the younger man until his sack slapped against him before pulling all the way out again.
“You doing okay?” Tyler asked, moans running through his voice.
“Fuck yes!” Kyle cried out.
Tyler laughed; he’d never heard Kyle swear like that before. He knew he must’ve been doing a good job.
The pair continued in that position with Tyler taking control, thrusting deep into Kyle and causing him to squirm below. Kyle cried out, begged and pleaded for more as he felt his dick bouncing beneath him during the pounding, he felt as if he could explode at any moment despite not laying a hand on himself, their grip firmly holding onto the expensive sheets as Tyler continued to do his best.
> Tyler was sweaty, his abs dripping with little beads that flung off onto Kyle’s back creating a tiny pool of fluids that ran down the arch and then fell over Kyle’s sides and soaked into the sheets. Tyler loved the sight before him; the firm, nice ass that wobbled as he thrust himself into it and the slender figure that leaned back to take more in. He’d had a lot of sex in his life but he’d never enjoyed watching someone get into things the way he enjoyed watching Kyle.
As Tyler pulled all the way out Kyle got up, he turned around and got Tyler to lie down, placing his feet either side of Tyler’s hips and slowly lowering himself onto Tyler’s thick shaft. It went in a lot easier the second time with hardly any time passing between the last time Tyler thrust in to when Kyle got on top. As he took in every inch he watched Tyler’s face light up.
As Kyle began to bounce on Tyler’s thick shaft Tyler pulled him closer, kissing up as he sat up in the sheets and Kyle wrapped his legs around him. Tyler grabbed Kyle by his firm cheeks and bounced him up and down on his cock, pumping himself in the tight grasp of Kyle’s behind, and feeling himself getting closer and closer to exploding with every second that passed.
“Where do you want it?” Tyler asked mid-moan.
“Inside, do it inside me!” Kyle cried out, he was at the edge himself.
As the two prepared to explode they both embraced one another again. Kyle suddenly felt a surge of fluids running up his shaft as it rubbed against Tyler’s chest. He began to shoot thick ropes of cum, almost hitting Tyler’s face as he poured out. Tyler smirked, leaving their embrace for a moment to let out cries of his own, he buried his hands in the sheets and leaned back a little thrusting upwards as deep into Kyle as he could.
“I’m cumming!” He cried out as he began to pump every drop of fluid he had into Kyle’s smooth behind, filling his younger step-brother to the brim and causing streams of his seed to flow back out.
As the two settled Tyler pulled out of Kyle, lying flat on the sheets and exhaling. He looked at the younger man who didn’t know what to expect next and pulled him closer towards him, resting Kyle’s head on his chest and playing with his long, brown locks.
“Do you still have doubts?” He asked.
“No, I’m good,” Kyle giggled.
Tyler grabbed the remote from beside his bed, switching on the television and holding Kyle in his arms. He knew this was just the start and that the pair might face plenty more problems down the road but he also somehow knew that they’d manage.
Experimenting
After being dumped by his girlfriend Freddie goes on a two-man road trip with step-brother Liam. Liam’s had feelings for the twenty-one year old ever since their parents married, he’s hated the idea that everyone looks to them as brothers when he looks at Freddie in a completely different way. Whilst on the road trip Freddie decides to give Liam what he’s been waiting for so long as he gets to be in control.
****
“I’m experimenting, that’s okay, right?”
Those were the words that Freddie said to Liam as they looked at each other in the motel room.
The pair had come on a road trip together after Freddie got stranded in Liam’s town; they were step-brothers, related by their parents’ marriage to one another but not by blood. Usually Freddie couldn’t stand the sight of Liam but after a few well-deserved drinks, a bad breakup and a need to try something new the young, openly gay man was looking different to him now.
Liam had been waiting for this moment since the day they met, he just came downstairs to find a seventeen year-old moving into his house, not knowing how he should feel when told to call him ‘brother’, Liam had never seen Freddie as a brother, always as the straight guy he’d craved but could never have but now he was getting exactly what he wanted thanks to a mixture of booze and loneliness.
“That’s fine.”
Liam pushed Freddie back down into the sheets, kissing his neck and chest before slowly making his way down his body.
“Oh yeah…” Freddie moaned as Liam got closer and closer to his throbbing dick.
Liam undid Freddie’s jeans, pulled down his briefs and let his thick, meaty shaft spring up into the air. Liam admired it for a moment; it was seeping at the tip with pre-cum, begging to be taken in as it twitched.
“Do what you do best then,” Freddie muttered as he looked up at the ceiling.
Liam leaned in, licking the tip of Freddie’s shaft, running his tongue in circles around the opening before taking it into his mouth. He went down half-way before pulling back up, watching Freddie’s abs raise and fall as he began to breathe heavily. He listened to Freddie’s moans, watched his grip tighten in the sheets and relished every moment that passed. He’d wanted this for so long and he wasn’t going to take it for granted for a second.
“Oh man,” Freddie moaned.
“Lick my fucking balls,” he was starting to get more comfortable with what was happening.
Liam did as he was told, pulling off the shaft to lick Freddie’s sack as Freddie took himself into both hands and pumped his cock. He looked down at Liam who licked and nibbled and did his best and smirked, he reached out to grab the man’s blonde hair and then slapped his thick cock across Liam’s face.
“I bet you love being treated like a slut, don’t you?” Freddie smirked.
Liam nodded, he felt embarrassed but he knew he didn’t need to be. He’d been a lot dirtier with Freddie in his fantasies than the pair could ever be in reality.
Now that Freddie had an idea of how to proceed he decided to take charge, he thought to himself about all the filthy things he’d seen in porn and decided to put them into practice. He stood and put Liam on his needs, jerking his dick over Liam’s open-mouth and thrusting balls-deep into him whenever he felt like it. He couldn’t take his eyes off Liam who did whatever he wanted, he smirked as he ran his hands through Liam’s hair and spoke dirty to him.
“Yeah, you like that?”
“Yes,” Liam gasped as Freddie pulled back out after slamming his cock to the back of Liam’s throat.
“Oh man, do you swallow?” Freddie asked.
“I love it,” Liam replied with a smirk running across his face.
“Man, when did you get so hot?”
Freddie continued Jerking over Liam, his abs tensing, his body beginning to tremble.
“Fuck, I’m close!” He yelled.
Liam jerked himself off on his knees with his jeans pulled down just enough so that he could shoot his load across the floor. He moaned as he looked up at Freddie and began to lick his nuts once more. Freddie quickly and tightly gripped Liam’s hair, pulling his face back and unloading his thick, creamy seed across Liam’s face in heavy shots that dragged out like ropes from his chin to his hairline.
“Oh fuck!” Freddie yelled with joy as he kept shooting over and over into Liam’s open mouth.
The feeling of Freddie’s cum dripping down his face caused Liam to burst himself, shooting his load across the motel floor as he licked his lips. He’d never shot so much before.
An awkward silence followed the pair finishing, all the hot, sweaty tension had passed and now the reality of their actions began to set in. Liam was worried, what would Freddie do now? How would they face each other at family gatherings?
Then suddenly Freddie began to laugh.
“Oh man, you’re a mess,” he threw his white t-shirt at Liam who was still on his knees.
“Clean your face,” he stated.
Liam wiped himself down and took a moment to go to the bathroom and wash his face. He looked in the mirror and took a deep breath. He didn’t know what was going to happen when he went back into that room but he knew things would never be the same again.
***
“Car’s fixed,” The mechanic said as he wiped down his hands on an old rag hanging out of the back of his truck.
“Thanks,” Liam responded as he turned and looked at Freddie who stared blankly at the vehicle.
Few words had been exchanged since
their ‘incident’ the previous night and when Freddie woke up in the morning he claimed to have been ‘absolutely wasted’ and didn’t remember a single thing. Liam looked at his step-brother as he lay on the opposite end of the bed, somewhere between midnight and two in the morning Freddie had let go of Liam after hours of holding him tightly to his chest and separated the pair with a wall of pillows. Liam couldn’t quite grasp what Freddie’s mind-set was or what this meant but he could try his hardest to play the part of ignorance if that’s what Freddie truly wanted.
“Let’s hit the road then,” Freddie broke his silence as he headed for the passenger’s seat and got in the car.
Liam dragged the luggage to the backseat then got behind the wheel; he waved off the mechanic then looked to Freddie who kept his eyes firmly locked on the road ahead.
“Are you okay?” He asked.
“Why wouldn’t I be?” Freddie threw his reply back aggressively.
Liam glared at Freddie and muttered under his breath.
“Fine then,” before shifting gears and heading onto the long, open road.
Their next destination wasn’t a middle-of-nowhere motel by the side of a desert road but a humble, four-star room in a charming hotel on the seaside. A population of a few thousand occupied the town, with tourists and travellers filling up most of its shops and markets. It was a quiet place that Liam enjoyed passing through, a rarity amongst the age of dirty diners and cheap booze. Instead the hotel offered luxurious coffees, teas and biscuits and homemade pies that were some of the best that Liam had ever tasted.
Despite its wonderful reputation the hotel hadn’t been attracting much attention through the early-summer, so when Liam planned his journey he was told he’d be given their best, brightest and biggest room on the top floor with a clear view of the sea. Of course, now that Freddie was accompanying him the room felt like a forced-romantic gesture with all of its décor tailored towards travelling couples and a large, blue and pink bed tucked away under an arch with a big window facing it, showing off the calm, blue ocean.
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