Because - Part 2
Pure smut.
Really.
With them possibly getting caught at the end.
Because...
They managed to stumble into bed after making out for a bit, both of them just talking like usual until they fell asleep, and when Nick woke up he felt flushed all over. “Damn, Nicky…” Joe said and he looked down to see his brother between his legs, his own dick hard against his stomach. And then Joe’s head went back down and he opened his mouth, taking Nick into it. He wasn’t sure where his boxers had gone, but he really didn’t care.
“Mmmmm,” was pretty much all he could get out, hips moving a little without his say-so. He was pretty sure this was the only thing he ever wanted to wake up to the rest of his life. Then it stopped and he gasped as cold air hit sensitive flesh and Joe’s mouth moved down.
“Wanna explore you…” Joe said and Nick’s eyes widened when he felt a probing tongue between his cheeks. Of course, Joe would want to do everything at once because he was Joe, not really understanding the meaning of ‘slow.’ He felt a tentative lick at his entrance and spread his legs instinctively. “Oh wow…” And then Joe stopped talking and full-out began to rim him. It was just a swirling around the hole for a few moments before the wet, slick muscle plunged in, making Nick squirm and moan. He didn’t care about being loud, all the bedrooms were sound-proofed because everyone who lived there were musicians.
“Mmm, Jooooe,” he crooned, feeling Joe’s tongue stretch him a little as he buried it inside Nick all the way. “Fuck!”
Joe pulled away again and said, “Tell me what you want me to do.”
Nick stared, slightly stupid from the lack of contact now, and then Joe’s hand was stroking his dick slowly. “Uhmmm…I want - want your fingers.” He blushed, wondering if Joe would think that nasty, but his older brother only smiled and grabbed a tube of lube from the dresser. He watched as Joe looked at his own hand, wondering which fingers to use and Nick burst out laughing, which made Joe’s face scrunch up in a pout. “Give me that,” he said, taking the tube from Joe and squeezing out some clear gel. He took Joe’s right hand and rubbed the lube on the middle and index fingers, “Start with the smaller one,” he said slowly, obviously making fun of Joe.
“Oh shut up…” Joe said childishly, and then added, “I know which one is the pinky finger…” They both laughed and Joe moved his hand to Nick’s ass, running his finger along his crack before slowly putting it in. “Damn, Nicky…so tight,” Joe said a bit breathlessly, sticking his finger in even further which burned a little.
Nick forced himself to relax because he had a feeling no matter how many times he told Joe the word ‘slow,’ Joe would still go at ‘Joe pace.’ He could feel Joe’s finger inside him, pushing in and out all the way and he gasped. It burned but it also felt good, and he was glad it was someone else’s fingers for once instead of his own. He reached down and adjusted the angle of Joe’s hand so his palm was facing up rather than the bed and said, “Bend your finger…” When Joe did as instructed Nick moaned loudly, unable to help it.
“Yeah?” Joe asked and he nodded breathlessly and then felt Joe withdraw, only to push back in with both fingers. Joe was a good student and he kept his hand the way Nick had positioned it, crooking his fingers when he was in far enough, a look of awe on his face as he finger-fucked his baby brother.
“Mmm, oh, Joooee!” Joe only leaned closer, bringing their lips together and Nick responded greedily, hips moving along with those tanned fingers. “Harder!” he demanded, and Joe grinned, pushing his fingers in faster - harder. He could feel them inside, moving, stretching when they were buried to the hilt, bending to hit that sweet spot Nick loved. He was pretty close, and he was sorely tempted to just have Joe work him over like this until he came, but part of him wanted to know just how far Joe’s new ‘Nick-curiosity’ would take them. “S-Stop…” he said and Joe slowed before bringing his hand to a stop, looking at Nick as if waiting. Oh, fuck, he was waiting for more instructions which sent a rush to his head, body shaking as he realized the power he held over Joe.
He moved his hand to Joe’s wrist and guided those fingers out a little regretfully, but he had his eye on a bigger prize. Sitting up, Nick moved both his hands to the waistband of Joe’s briefs, noticing the wet pre-come drenching the cotton in front and the outline of Joe’s own arousal pressed obvious and needy. Joe got on his knees and Nick said, “Take - take it off…” In a rush that would have been comical save for how much he knew Joe was probably aching, Joe got off the bed and hitched his thumbs in the briefs, pushing them down his legs. He tripped a little getting them off his feet, but once the deed was done he stood there a little nervously.
Nick drank in the sight of Joe naked. Sure, he’d seen it before; he’d even seen Joe hard before (although the latter was rare and he’d never really been able to enjoy the view). Joe was bigger than he remembered and when he looked back up at Joe’s face, he blushed at the knowing smirk that was there. Joe stretched and said, “So I take it you like the view?” With his brother’s body on display, muscles flexing, Nick just shrugged, but his smile gave away that, yes, he was definitely enjoying the view.
“Yeah, well, you’re kinda gorgeous in case you hadn’t realized.” It was a pretty obvious statement because of course Joe knew that Joe was gorgeous. He looked away and then felt movement on the bed and fingers on his cheek. Turning his face toward Joe he met those soft lips halfway, melting into the kiss and feeling suddenly shy.
“And you’re hot…” Joe said with a shy note in his own voice. Then all trace of shyness and insecurity was gone as he asked, voice low, “So…why did you have me get naked?” Joe’s smile was insinuating, sexy, and totally going to be the death of him someday.
Nick rolled his eyes and grabbed the lube, shoving it into Joe’s hands. “I think you know what to do with that…” he said, scooting back on the bed and waiting for Joe to wipe the shocked expression off his face. He felt like his heart was beating too fast and off beat, the sound of it like drums in his ears as he waited to see if Joe was okay with this.
“You mean…you wanna have sex?” When Joe put it so bluntly, he couldn’t help but blush again, and Joe laughed and grabbed Nick’s thigh. “That is so…” Nick waited for it, waited for the word ‘wrong’ or ‘weird’ or ‘gross’ to come out of those sweet lips. “Awesome!” He blinked, wondering if he’d heard correctly and looked at Joe as if he didn’t quite understand his brother.
“You are so weird…” he finally managed.
Joe shrugged, “You’re one to talk…”
That shut Nick up and he watched as those long fingers slicked that thick dick and Nick’s own twitched. He’d gotten a little soft during their talking, but it flexed back to life as he watched Joe stroke himself. When Joe did stop it was shiny and then Joe was moving closer, spreading his legs and Nick said, “Wait…” like someone with an impatient little kid that had to be told everything three times. He hitched one of his legs over Joe’s shoulder and said, “Okay…”
“You sure about this?” Joe asked, eyes searching Nick’s and curls flopped as Nick nodded ‘yes.’ “Okay, then.” When Joe pushed in it was even more intrusive than his fingers had been, stretching him even more and not giving him time to adjust. That was Joe, when he went for something he didn’t really think about it, he just did it. “Oh, God…Nicky, shit…” Joe gasped, “So…good.”
Nick bit his lower lip and shifted his hips, adjusting the angle and feeling Joe slide easily in the rest of the way. “Mmm better,” he mumbled, and it was. It was less pressure and more, well, as Joe had put it: good. As Joe began to slide out Nick shut his eyes, concentrating on the feeling of having Joe inside of him. It was better than fingers, better than the vibrator he had hidden in his closet and he gasped when Joe put his hands down and squeezed his ass, raising it up.
“I was paying attention when my fingers were in there,” Joe said, making Nick open his eyes curiously, but as the head of Joe’s cock kept sliding back he felt it graze over his prostate.
“Oh my God!” He had to shut his eyes again, stars blinking in his vision, swimming in the blackness as Joe pushed back in. Joe was nothing if not attentive to Nick, and noticing what Nick liked seemed to be a big thing of his. He should have expected Joe to remember but he honestly hadn’t.
“Oh, yeah…” Joe grunted, burying himself inside Nick once again before continuing his slow pace. It was driving Nick bonkers and he rolled his hips, feeling Joe’s thrust back in fast and hard. “Unnnf…”
“Yeah…” Nick said, “Faster…God, Joe, faster.” He opened his eyes and looked at Joe’s face, the way sweat was glistening on his forehead and chest, and one of Joe’s hands moved up to lock with his own, fingers weaving together. “Love you…” he said softly as Joe picked up the pace, not sure if it had even been heard or not. He knew he was sweating ridiculously, felt it all over his skin, and Joe was just as worked up as he fucked into Nick harder. “Nnnnng,” he moaned and Joe leaned down, pressing Nick’s thigh down in the process.
He didn’t care; he was young and could take the stretching. “Love…you…too,” Joe said into his ear before attaching his lips to Nick’s neck and sucking hard. His hips stopped, but that was okay, at least for a few moments. Nick sighed and squirmed, which made Joe’s hips thrust in again and he let go of Nick’s neck. He could feel there was a mark there, and as Joe shifted back into the position they had been in Nick reached down and grabbed his own throbbing member, left too long without touch. “Ohhhh…”
He followed Joe’s gaze to his own crotch at where he was gripping his dick loosely, hand wrapped around and moving slowly. The pad of his thumb moved over the slit on top as Joe grazed that spot deep within him again and he said, “Oh, Joe…I’m gonna…” He felt Joe shove all the way into him and it was all he could take, eyes screwing shut as he screamed Joe’s name amongst various sounds and words he wasn’t sure made much sense. The feeling of Joe coming inside of him made it even better as he slammed one final time into Nick. He felt his own come hit his chin, dribble onto his chest, as he shot off harder than he ever had in his life. Joe was breathing heavily next to his ear as they both came back to Earth slowly, neither moving unless it was to bring their lips together for a sloppy kiss.
Nick heard movement from the doorway and jumped, sitting up quickly and seeing the door snap closed. Someone…had seen them he realized and wondered which of Joe’s roommates it had been. “Shit…” he said meaningfully, falling back onto the bed too worn out to bring himself to care properly.
Really.
With them possibly getting caught at the end.
Because...
They managed to stumble into bed after making out for a bit, both of them just talking like usual until they fell asleep, and when Nick woke up he felt flushed all over. “Damn, Nicky…” Joe said and he looked down to see his brother between his legs, his own dick hard against his stomach. And then Joe’s head went back down and he opened his mouth, taking Nick into it. He wasn’t sure where his boxers had gone, but he really didn’t care.
“Mmmmm,” was pretty much all he could get out, hips moving a little without his say-so. He was pretty sure this was the only thing he ever wanted to wake up to the rest of his life. Then it stopped and he gasped as cold air hit sensitive flesh and Joe’s mouth moved down.
“Wanna explore you…” Joe said and Nick’s eyes widened when he felt a probing tongue between his cheeks. Of course, Joe would want to do everything at once because he was Joe, not really understanding the meaning of ‘slow.’ He felt a tentative lick at his entrance and spread his legs instinctively. “Oh wow…” And then Joe stopped talking and full-out began to rim him. It was just a swirling around the hole for a few moments before the wet, slick muscle plunged in, making Nick squirm and moan. He didn’t care about being loud, all the bedrooms were sound-proofed because everyone who lived there were musicians.
“Mmm, Jooooe,” he crooned, feeling Joe’s tongue stretch him a little as he buried it inside Nick all the way. “Fuck!”
Joe pulled away again and said, “Tell me what you want me to do.”
Nick stared, slightly stupid from the lack of contact now, and then Joe’s hand was stroking his dick slowly. “Uhmmm…I want - want your fingers.” He blushed, wondering if Joe would think that nasty, but his older brother only smiled and grabbed a tube of lube from the dresser. He watched as Joe looked at his own hand, wondering which fingers to use and Nick burst out laughing, which made Joe’s face scrunch up in a pout. “Give me that,” he said, taking the tube from Joe and squeezing out some clear gel. He took Joe’s right hand and rubbed the lube on the middle and index fingers, “Start with the smaller one,” he said slowly, obviously making fun of Joe.
“Oh shut up…” Joe said childishly, and then added, “I know which one is the pinky finger…” They both laughed and Joe moved his hand to Nick’s ass, running his finger along his crack before slowly putting it in. “Damn, Nicky…so tight,” Joe said a bit breathlessly, sticking his finger in even further which burned a little.
Nick forced himself to relax because he had a feeling no matter how many times he told Joe the word ‘slow,’ Joe would still go at ‘Joe pace.’ He could feel Joe’s finger inside him, pushing in and out all the way and he gasped. It burned but it also felt good, and he was glad it was someone else’s fingers for once instead of his own. He reached down and adjusted the angle of Joe’s hand so his palm was facing up rather than the bed and said, “Bend your finger…” When Joe did as instructed Nick moaned loudly, unable to help it.
“Yeah?” Joe asked and he nodded breathlessly and then felt Joe withdraw, only to push back in with both fingers. Joe was a good student and he kept his hand the way Nick had positioned it, crooking his fingers when he was in far enough, a look of awe on his face as he finger-fucked his baby brother.
“Mmm, oh, Joooee!” Joe only leaned closer, bringing their lips together and Nick responded greedily, hips moving along with those tanned fingers. “Harder!” he demanded, and Joe grinned, pushing his fingers in faster - harder. He could feel them inside, moving, stretching when they were buried to the hilt, bending to hit that sweet spot Nick loved. He was pretty close, and he was sorely tempted to just have Joe work him over like this until he came, but part of him wanted to know just how far Joe’s new ‘Nick-curiosity’ would take them. “S-Stop…” he said and Joe slowed before bringing his hand to a stop, looking at Nick as if waiting. Oh, fuck, he was waiting for more instructions which sent a rush to his head, body shaking as he realized the power he held over Joe.
He moved his hand to Joe’s wrist and guided those fingers out a little regretfully, but he had his eye on a bigger prize. Sitting up, Nick moved both his hands to the waistband of Joe’s briefs, noticing the wet pre-come drenching the cotton in front and the outline of Joe’s own arousal pressed obvious and needy. Joe got on his knees and Nick said, “Take - take it off…” In a rush that would have been comical save for how much he knew Joe was probably aching, Joe got off the bed and hitched his thumbs in the briefs, pushing them down his legs. He tripped a little getting them off his feet, but once the deed was done he stood there a little nervously.
Nick drank in the sight of Joe naked. Sure, he’d seen it before; he’d even seen Joe hard before (although the latter was rare and he’d never really been able to enjoy the view). Joe was bigger than he remembered and when he looked back up at Joe’s face, he blushed at the knowing smirk that was there. Joe stretched and said, “So I take it you like the view?” With his brother’s body on display, muscles flexing, Nick just shrugged, but his smile gave away that, yes, he was definitely enjoying the view.
“Yeah, well, you’re kinda gorgeous in case you hadn’t realized.” It was a pretty obvious statement because of course Joe knew that Joe was gorgeous. He looked away and then felt movement on the bed and fingers on his cheek. Turning his face toward Joe he met those soft lips halfway, melting into the kiss and feeling suddenly shy.
“And you’re hot…” Joe said with a shy note in his own voice. Then all trace of shyness and insecurity was gone as he asked, voice low, “So…why did you have me get naked?” Joe’s smile was insinuating, sexy, and totally going to be the death of him someday.
Nick rolled his eyes and grabbed the lube, shoving it into Joe’s hands. “I think you know what to do with that…” he said, scooting back on the bed and waiting for Joe to wipe the shocked expression off his face. He felt like his heart was beating too fast and off beat, the sound of it like drums in his ears as he waited to see if Joe was okay with this.
“You mean…you wanna have sex?” When Joe put it so bluntly, he couldn’t help but blush again, and Joe laughed and grabbed Nick’s thigh. “That is so…” Nick waited for it, waited for the word ‘wrong’ or ‘weird’ or ‘gross’ to come out of those sweet lips. “Awesome!” He blinked, wondering if he’d heard correctly and looked at Joe as if he didn’t quite understand his brother.
“You are so weird…” he finally managed.
Joe shrugged, “You’re one to talk…”
That shut Nick up and he watched as those long fingers slicked that thick dick and Nick’s own twitched. He’d gotten a little soft during their talking, but it flexed back to life as he watched Joe stroke himself. When Joe did stop it was shiny and then Joe was moving closer, spreading his legs and Nick said, “Wait…” like someone with an impatient little kid that had to be told everything three times. He hitched one of his legs over Joe’s shoulder and said, “Okay…”
“You sure about this?” Joe asked, eyes searching Nick’s and curls flopped as Nick nodded ‘yes.’ “Okay, then.” When Joe pushed in it was even more intrusive than his fingers had been, stretching him even more and not giving him time to adjust. That was Joe, when he went for something he didn’t really think about it, he just did it. “Oh, God…Nicky, shit…” Joe gasped, “So…good.”
Nick bit his lower lip and shifted his hips, adjusting the angle and feeling Joe slide easily in the rest of the way. “Mmm better,” he mumbled, and it was. It was less pressure and more, well, as Joe had put it: good. As Joe began to slide out Nick shut his eyes, concentrating on the feeling of having Joe inside of him. It was better than fingers, better than the vibrator he had hidden in his closet and he gasped when Joe put his hands down and squeezed his ass, raising it up.
“I was paying attention when my fingers were in there,” Joe said, making Nick open his eyes curiously, but as the head of Joe’s cock kept sliding back he felt it graze over his prostate.
“Oh my God!” He had to shut his eyes again, stars blinking in his vision, swimming in the blackness as Joe pushed back in. Joe was nothing if not attentive to Nick, and noticing what Nick liked seemed to be a big thing of his. He should have expected Joe to remember but he honestly hadn’t.
“Oh, yeah…” Joe grunted, burying himself inside Nick once again before continuing his slow pace. It was driving Nick bonkers and he rolled his hips, feeling Joe’s thrust back in fast and hard. “Unnnf…”
“Yeah…” Nick said, “Faster…God, Joe, faster.” He opened his eyes and looked at Joe’s face, the way sweat was glistening on his forehead and chest, and one of Joe’s hands moved up to lock with his own, fingers weaving together. “Love you…” he said softly as Joe picked up the pace, not sure if it had even been heard or not. He knew he was sweating ridiculously, felt it all over his skin, and Joe was just as worked up as he fucked into Nick harder. “Nnnnng,” he moaned and Joe leaned down, pressing Nick’s thigh down in the process.
He didn’t care; he was young and could take the stretching. “Love…you…too,” Joe said into his ear before attaching his lips to Nick’s neck and sucking hard. His hips stopped, but that was okay, at least for a few moments. Nick sighed and squirmed, which made Joe’s hips thrust in again and he let go of Nick’s neck. He could feel there was a mark there, and as Joe shifted back into the position they had been in Nick reached down and grabbed his own throbbing member, left too long without touch. “Ohhhh…”
He followed Joe’s gaze to his own crotch at where he was gripping his dick loosely, hand wrapped around and moving slowly. The pad of his thumb moved over the slit on top as Joe grazed that spot deep within him again and he said, “Oh, Joe…I’m gonna…” He felt Joe shove all the way into him and it was all he could take, eyes screwing shut as he screamed Joe’s name amongst various sounds and words he wasn’t sure made much sense. The feeling of Joe coming inside of him made it even better as he slammed one final time into Nick. He felt his own come hit his chin, dribble onto his chest, as he shot off harder than he ever had in his life. Joe was breathing heavily next to his ear as they both came back to Earth slowly, neither moving unless it was to bring their lips together for a sloppy kiss.
Nick heard movement from the doorway and jumped, sitting up quickly and seeing the door snap closed. Someone…had seen them he realized and wondered which of Joe’s roommates it had been. “Shit…” he said meaningfully, falling back onto the bed too worn out to bring himself to care properly.