His channel was electrified, shards of pleasure stabbing him. Sweat pearled on his forehead, and all his muscles contracted, fighting the intense pleasure and at the same time, embracing it and wanting more.
Connor’s breathing became labored, and he let out a stream of mumbled curses, a perfect symphony with Josh's grunts and moans. Josh's balls pulled up even farther, painfully full. He hadn’t come all day, so it would be a nice amount. He licked his lips, fought back the release with all he had. Connor wasn’t there yet. One more minute. The vibrator teased and prodded, electrifying his body. A full-body quake wrecked him. He couldn’t take it anymore. He had to come. Now.
He pulled it out fast and scrambled around to face Connor, who was fisting himself furiously, his heated face tight with concentration. Josh threw the massager on the bed, grabbed his cock with his right hand and matched Connor’s rhythm. A few seconds later, Josh exploded. He threw his head back, stretching his body as far as it would as he jerked ruthlessly, spraying his cum all over Connor.
“Fuuuuuuuuck!”
His body shivered, spasmed, and shot off the last squirt of fluids. Josh brought his head back and watched with intense delight as Connor came hard, his face twisting in a mix of agony and pleasure. His cock shot out a meager amount of cum—no wonder after coming three times already. And they still had one more round to go. Poor Connor, he might come to regret his impulsive bet.
“Dammit, Josh, that was…intense,” Connor said when he’d caught his breath.
Damn, but the man looked sexy, all flushed and covered in both their cum. Josh's thick fluids—easily distinguishable from Connor’s cum as it was way less translucent—were dripping off Connor’s abs and massive chest, even on his thighs, and a few drops seemed to have landed on his biceps.
“You look damn good covered in my cum,” Josh said in a throaty voice.
“That was quite the show. Good thing my heart is in master shape, because weaker men might’ve had a heart attack.”
Josh was ridiculously pleased. “You liked it?” he asked, stupidly smiling.
“Baby, come on, you had me jacking myself off, despite the bet. Smart move.”
“You know me, always the strategist.”
Connor pushed himself up straighter, apparently not bothered by the smeared semen on his body. “You only got me to four. I’m so spent, you’ll never get me to come a fifth time.”
Josh smirked. “You should know better by now than to doubt my abilities.”
Connor’s eyes narrowed. “What do you have in mind?”
“You’ll find out. Turn on your stomach.”
Connor shot a pointed look at the mess on his upper body. “You wanna clean that up first?”
Josh grinned. “Not really. I like you like this. Tonight, you’re my cum slut, aren’t you?”
Connor’s eyes spewed fire. “You will so pay for this,” he said between clenched teeth.
“You know, that would scare me if I wasn’t so damn sure I will enjoy your punishment. Besides, if you dare me to make you come five times, you deserve to look like this.”
A hint of a smile teased Connor’s lips, but he didn’t say another word and turned himself on his stomach. Josh noted he spread his legs, which was as clear an invitation as he was going to get.
“Put this under your hips,” he said and shoved two pillows Connor’s way.
Connor was too much of a Marine to show fear, but the slight tremor that shimmered through his body told Josh he knew what was coming. Still, he didn’t say a word, and that trust warmed Josh's insides. He scooted over, kneeled next to Connor on the bed.
“If you tell me to stop, I will,” he said, putting a hand on Connor’s ass. The muscles contracted under his hand. He let a finger trail over the taut, muscular cheeks. Fuck, Connor was so beautiful. So strong.
“I know,” Connor said, not lifting his head from his arms.
Josh let his index finger travel to the top of Connor’s crack. “Spread your legs wide, baby. Open up for me.”
Without a second of delay, Connor did as Josh asked.
“You’re so beautiful,” Josh said, his voice dreamy. He splayed both his hands on Connor’s ass, one on each cheek and squeezed. “Your ass looks like a Greek statue, all toned and muscular. I love how big and strong you are, you know? Makes me feel safe and protected.”
He bent over, kissed the right cheek, then the left. Because he loved feeling the thick muscles react to his touch, he kissed some more. Then licked and bit ever so gently, taking his time to cover every square inch of that perfect ass. Connor responded to every little touch. His dick might be worn out, but the rest of his body was still wide awake.
He took position between Connor’s legs, lowered himself on his stomach and landed his face where he wanted it to be. “Pull your knees up.” Connor moved, and his crack opened for Josh. “Perfect.”
He took a tentative lick at the top of Connor’s ass, then worked his way down to that deliciously quivering hole. With every swipe of his wet tongue, Connor tensed up more. Josh reveled in the musky taste of Connor, the salty sweat that was so distinctively male. He didn’t have much experience rimming, but damn if he didn’t love every second.
He blew a hot breath on Connor’s entrance, smiled as it contracted in response. “You ready for me baby?” he whispered.
Connor grunted in what Josh assumed was agreement. He teased the puckered hole with the tip of his tongue. After dripping some saliva on it, he pushed. Connor tensed up and Josh retreated. “Relax, baby. This is gonna feel good, trust me. Push back against my tongue.”
On his next try, he felt Connor push back, opening him up. Josh slipped his tongue in, circled the hole with enthusiasm. Connor shivered, moaned. Josh pushed and probed with his tongue, persuading Connor to relax and open wider. God, he could do this for hours. His face buried in Connor’s ass was beyond good. It was fucking dirty and damn perfect.
He pulled back. “How’s that feel, baby?”
“Good. Don’t stop.”
“Wasn’t going to.” He did, however, grab the lube and squirted some on the fingers of his right hand, before digging in again into the buffet that was Connor’s ass. He fucked him with his tongue, pushing in and out until Connor was pushing back by himself, opening up for more. When he did, Josh replaced his tongue with his index finger, slipping inside with ease.
Connor uttered a muffled curse, which made Josh smile. Connor had a bit of a trauma when it came to bottoming, but seriously, the man needed to learn how good it could feel. Not that he had any intention of permanently switching positions, but in situations like this when Connor flat out refused to fuck Josh ‘cause he was still too tender, it’d be great to have an alternative.
He added a second finger and felt Connor close up and tighten. “Uh, uh. Push back. Bear down on me, baby. It’s only going to get better.”
It took a few seconds, but Connor relented and let him in. He finger-fucked him for two minutes or so before grabbing the vibrator. He cleaned it with a sanitary wipe. Would Connor be okay with him doing this?
He hadn’t realized he’d stopped moving until Connor raised his head from his arms. “Stick it in already.”
Josh swallowed. “You knew?”
Connor raised his eyebrows. “After the show you put on? Yeah, I had a good idea of what was next on the menu.”
“And you’re okay with it?”
“Does it look to you like I’m protesting?” He dropped his head back on his arms as if to say, “Hurry the fuck up and get it over with.”
Josh lined up the little toy against Connor’s entrance, pushed it in an inch or so. Connor tightened around it, but after a few seconds, Josh felt him relax. He slid the slim massager in and out, going deeper and deeper until he had it in almost entirely.
“This is where I need your help, baby. Tell me when I hit the right spot.”
Josh slid it in and out, hitting different spots inside Connor. He twisted the toy to aim at a different sp
ot, shoving it back in. Connor’s butt came off the mattress, and he forced out a long moan.
“Jackpot, baby.”
Josh tried again, wanting to make sure he hit it exactly. Another loud growl from Connor confirmed the position. He flicked on the button, held the vibrator tight. “You may want to hold on to something,” he teased.
Connor’s head shot up as the vibration started. “Holy fuck!”
Josh clamped down on the toy, trying to hold it in position as Connor shook and trembled with the impact.
“Oooohhh…fuck…Josh…argh!”
The stream of guttural sounds coming from Connor’s lips was almost inhuman as if Josh brought him to the brink of sanity. Well, that’s what it had felt like the first time for Josh. It was a pleasure so intense, it bordered on pain. More than once, he’d jerked so violently, he couldn’t hold on to the toy and had to start again.
Connor rubbed his dick against the mattress in desperate need for friction, Josh guessed. Anything to make the pleasure peak. There was no stopping now, he would come a fifth time, and they both knew it. Except in this position, Josh wouldn’t be able to see it—and wouldn’t that be a shame? He pulled out the massager, turned it off.
“What the fuck?” Connor’s voice was almost aggressive. “No more games, Josh.”
Oh, now wasn’t that interesting? Strong, proud Connor was ready to beg…and that after having already come four times. Still, Josh didn’t have it in him to prolong the man’s suffering. Not for long anyway.
“On your back. I want to see you come.”
Lightning fast, Connor switched on his back, propping the pillows under his ass and pulling his legs up wide, giving Josh even better access.
“Such a needy little bottom,” Josh teased him, positioning the tip of the vibrator against Connor’s hole but not sliding it in.
“Joshua, you are so gonna regret this. I swear, I will fuck the shit out of you.”
“Is that a threat or a promise?”
He didn’t wait for Connor’s answer but shoved in the vibrator, enjoying the breath of relief Connor let out. His bossy top was enjoying the experience, wasn’t he? He poked around until Connor bucked, then turned the thing back on. In this position, he could see the myriad emotions playing over Connor’s face. His eyes were closed, his face tight with concentration. Whenever a strong vibration hit him, he grimaced in a tantalizing mix of pain and pleasure.
Connor’s right hand traveled to his cock, but Josh swatted him away. “My job,” he said.
He looked at the position he was in, on his knees between Connor’s legs. Could he…? He shifted, changed the angle of his hand holding the massager without losing position. Yeah, that would work. He spread his own legs wider, stabilizing himself on the mattress before bringing his head down. With one move, he took the Beast into his mouth again.
Connor yelped, probably as much in surprise as pleasure, and Josh went to work. Holding the vibrator in the right position with Connor’s hips thrashing and bucking was a challenge, but even more so with his mouth around the man’s cock. Josh tightened his hold on the toy, used his weight to hold Connor down, all the while sucking hard. Well, it wasn’t so much sucking as positioning his mouth right to let Connor fuck it. He still had his left hand around the base, in case Connor forgot about his size and tried to ram it in too hard in the throes of passion. Because man, he was far gone, his whole body quivering, begging for that final release. If he’d come four times while fucking Josh, this would have been impossible, because his dick would’ve been way too tender. Even now, Josh could see slivers of pain mixed in with the intense pleasure on Connor’s face, no doubt caused by a sensitive head.
His jaw ached from opening wide, but he fucking refused to stop. Connor was so close, he could feel it. He would win this damn bet if it killed him. Or both of them. But for fuck’s sake, could the guy come already? Even his hand was cramping from the repeated movement.
Connor grabbed Josh's head with both hands and fired off a round of hyper-fast thrusts into Josh's mouth. Josh let go of the vibrator, couldn’t get his worn-out muscles to hold it anymore. With a roar that had to be audible all the way in the basement, Connor came, spasming hard. A few droplets of cum landed in Josh's mouth, and he swallowed.
Connor dropped on his back, his hands sliding off Josh and his legs falling down. With effort, Josh climbed over Connor’s legs and nestled against him, his arm around Connor’s sticky chest. Tired as he must be, Connor still reached out and pulled Josh even closer, making him rest his head on Connor’s shoulder.
“Remind me to never make a bet with you again,” Connor said, at least three minutes later.
Josh smiled sleepily. “You didn’t enjoy it?”
A soft laugh rumbled through Connor’s chest. “Baby, you almost killed me. I don’t think I would survive another bet.”
“I won,” Josh said, not even trying to keep the triumph out of his voice. “You’d better come up with something good. I fucking earned it.”
“Oh, don’t you worry. I did research online today, and you’re gonna love it.”
Josh's eyes, which had drifted asleep, flew wide open. Should he be worried? Nah. Connor wouldn’t hurt him, not more than would bring pleasure. “I love you, baby,” he whispered.
Connor’s arm tightened around him, and Josh felt himself falling asleep.
“I love you, too, Josh.”
12
As if it wasn’t weird enough to be living in the same house as his brother again, now Josh had to deal with the fact Aaron had undoubtedly heard them yesterday evening. Yeah, Connor and he had both forgotten about the little detail of Aaron staying in the guest bedroom when they started their sexual extravaganza. Fuck, Aaron must have gotten quite the audio show.
Josh hesitated a little before going downstairs even though Connor had long since gone down to face the confrontation. He’d been up early as usual and had jumped in the shower without even waiting for Josh to wake up. No wonder, the man had to be sticky and itchy from yesterday evening as they’d both been too worn out to bother cleaning up. He’d better change the bed sheets today, Josh thought. Again. Luckily, he and Noah had bought quite the collection as there were weeks where they went through a fresh set daily.
Taking a deep breath, Josh made his way downstairs. Connor was dropping a few slices of bacon in the skillet while Aaron was at the counter, looking ten kinds of nervous. Huh, maybe he was dreading this conversation as much as Josh?
“Hey, baby,” Connor said.
Almost automatically, Josh walked over to him, leaning in for a kiss. He would never understand how and why, but Connor grounded him. Just feeling his body, hearing his voice made Josh connect with the present.
“I hope I didn’t wake you, but I desperately wanted a shower,” Connor said softly, holding on to Josh's neck with his hand. There was a twinkle in his eyes.
“I can imagine,” Josh said, exhaling. It would be okay. He and Noah had never given a fuck what others thought, so why would he start now because it was his brother?
Connor gave him a quick kiss, then turned his attention back to the stove.
“Go sit,” Josh said. “I got this.”
“I can do it. It’s okay.”
Josh gently pushed him. “No, it’s not. This is my kitchen, and you’re my man, so I prepare your breakfast. What else did you want aside from bacon?”
Connor beamed Josh a smile that was so full of pride and love it made him all gooey inside. “Eggs. Protein. Lots of protein. Gotta replenish my strength.”
The accompanying wink made Josh blush. He shook his head, buried it in the fridge while gathering ingredients for a hearty omelet. A couple of eggs, ham, he’d throw in some avocado and kale and finish it with cheese. That had to be enough, right?
He set everything on the counter, then remembered Aaron. “What can I get you for breakfast?” he asked. Yeah, so it wasn’t cordial, but he was trying, okay?
“Anything is fine. I’m not a pick
y eater,” Aaron said.
“You never were. Tell me what you want: cereal, yogurt with granola, oatmeal, something warm?”
“Whatever is easiest for you.”
“Fuck, Aaron, tell me what the fuck you want, okay? You probably mean it well, but it’s annoying the shit out of me.” He met Aaron’s eyes, saw a flash of temper. He crossed his arms, narrowed his eyes. “And if you have a problem with my fucking language, you can pack your fucking bags and find some other fucking place to stay.”
Aaron clenched his fists. “I don’t have a problem with your f-fucking language as you put it so eloquently. I do, however, have a problem with the fact that everything I do frustrates you. I get that you’re still angry with me, Josh, and you have every right to be, but I’m trying, okay?”
Josh sighed. “That’s the first time I’ve ever heard the f-bomb coming out of your mouth.”
Aaron shrugged. “Lots of first times these last few months.”
“Like hearing your brother have gay sex,” Josh threw in there. Aaron swallowed. Josh straightened, stood ramrod tall. “If you have an issue with that…”
“I don’t. I swear,” Aaron interjected him. “I didn’t want to make it awkward by saying anything.”
“Yeah, ‘cause the fact you heard us wasn’t awkward enough in the first place,” Josh muttered.
“I found ear plugs in the drawer and put those in so I could give you guys your privacy.”
“Oh.” Josh wasn’t sure how that made him feel, but at least he appreciated Aaron’s effort. He didn’t know what to say, so he started cutting up the ingredients for the omelet.
“If it’s not too much trouble, I’d love some of whatever you’re fixing for Connor,” Aaron said softly.
Josh didn’t look at him. “No problem.”
Breakfast was peaceful, with Aaron reading the newspaper while he and Connor chatted over nothing.
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