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title: brotherly love
pairing: sungmin and kangin
rating: nc-17
warning: kangmin in INCEST, pure smut
note: this is for some people who like's kangmin *cough* *cough* lametortoise to be excact...lol
"Sungmin, cut it out!"
Kangin’s voice cut angrily through the work site. His younger brother Sungmin, always the comedian, or so he thought, was goofing around with some boards instead of working. He currently had one precariously balanced on a saw horse, and was pretending to surf on it. At the sound of his older brother's ever serious voice, he immediately hopped down and scratched the back of his head, looking sheepish.
"Sorry, oppa. I was just playing around."
Kangin snorted as he stacked some more bricks. "Of course you were. That's all you ever do. But if you hurt yourself doing that..."
Sungmin gave a goofy grin, lunging forward and embracing his brother's back warmly. "Aw, are you worried about me? That's so sweet." He nuzzled his face playfully into the back of Kangin’s neck.
Kangin wrestled himself away almost violently. "What are you doing, jerk? And anyway, I'm only worried that you'll get hurt because then I'll have to do even more of your work than I already do." He struggled to hide the blush that was rising up in his face from his brother's intimate touch. Sungmin just laughed it off, and went back to working.
That evening, they settled down in their beds. Even though they were now adults, they still shared a room. This was because when they moved into their grandfather's carpentry shop to start their responsibility test,(They’re parents were sick of them acting spoiled brats so they send them to province to their grandfather Woody who runs a carpentry shop to learn how to be responsible). there weren't two rooms available, due to most of the rooms being showrooms for the various furniture that grandpa Woody sold. So, the two of them ended up crammed into the same room. Kangin thought that it was ironic that they were always building additions for other townspeople so that they would have plenty of room in their houses, but they didn't even have enough room in their own house to have separate rooms.
The brothers were only a year apart in age, Sungmin being 18 and Kangin being 19. Their personalities could not be more different. It even made them look physically dissimilar, because Sangmin was always jumping around with a goofy grin on his face, while Kangin’s face was usually drawn up in a pensive scowl. They had they same unruly chestnut colored hair,
Deep down, Kangin loved his brother, but he found himself continually annoyed with Sungmin’s antics. He was so loud and boisterous, and almost excruciatingly cheerful. Kangin liked things quiet and calm, and that was almost impossible with his little brother around.
Like now - Kangin really wanted to just fall asleep, but Sungmin was still thrashing around, singing and talking to himself; kicking the covers off, then pulling them back on; getting up to get a drink of water, then having to get up not long after to go to the bathroom.
"For the Godness's sake, Sungmin, just lay down and go to sleep!" Kangin cried, gnashing his teeth.
Sungmin moaned. "I can't. I'm all restless and stuff."
"Well, then, jack off or something." As soon as he said it, he regretted it. Sungmin burst out into laughter.
"You want me to jack off? Really? Why? You wanna watch? You wanna do it for me?" Sungmin teased him with annoying, stupid questions.
Kangin gritted his teeth. "No, I just want you to do something to calm yourself down, so that I can go to sleep!"
Sungmin laughed. "Uh huh, sure you do." He was silent for a minute. "I always knew you had the hots for me, bro."
Kangin began spluttering angrily. "WHAT? No! You're full of shit! Shut up!"
Sungmin was suddenly on him, over him in the bed. "Make me," he teased playfully.
"Cut it out, you retard!" Kangin gasped as Sungmin’s hands came down on him, tickling him. The brothers' bodies pressed together in random ways as Kangin struggled to keep Sungmin from tickling him.
Before he knew what was happening, Sungmin was kneeling over him, pulling himself out of his boxers. "Oh, shit. I can't stop now." He pumped furiously at himself, obviously close to exploding. He gave a low cry and then his release burst out all over Kangin’s bare thigh.
"Shit! What the fuck! What's wrong with you?" Kangin cried out angrily as he grabbed a wad of tissues and wiped his leg off.
Sungmin suddenly looked contrite. "I'm sorry, bro, I don't know what came over me." He was still breathing heavily, and he reached out to touch Kurt on the shoulder. "Forgive me?"
Kangin swatted his hand away angrily. "Ugh! Just get out of my bed!"
"I said I'm sorry, Oppa!" Sungmin continued to whine and beg, and wouldn't budge from Kangin’s bed, even though Kangin began to attempt to shove him out.
Kangin finally caved. "All right, fine, I forgive you. Just...don't do anything like that again."
Sungmin sighed in relief, then suddenly swooped down and pressed his body to his brother's for a hug. Kangin squawked and tried to push him off, because much to his mortification, he had a huge erection. Sungmin, of course, could feel it pressing against him, and didn't pull out of the hug immediately. He pulled his face back a little, and whispered to his older brother, "Heh...looks like you liked it, bro."
Kangin continued to protest and splutter. "That doesn't mean I liked it! I ... I already had a boner! You didn't do that!"
Sungmin just gave a crooked grin. "So...you don't want me to do...this?" He quickly reached down, slipping his hand between their bodies and fondling Kangin’s erection. Kangin opened his mouth to protest, but all that came out was a needy groan. Sungmin reached in the gap in the fabric and stroked at his bare flesh. "Just let me finish you off...to return the favor," he whispered in Kangin’s ear.
"Shit," Kangin muttered, but he found that he didn't want to resist what was happening. It felt too good. He knew it was wrong, but it felt so right at the same time. He felt so comfortable with his brother, that he wasn't even embarrassed at the situation they were in.
"Yeah, don't fight it..." Sungmin murmured, rubbing his body a little against Kangin’s as he stroked him. "I wanna hear you come. I love the sound. I've been listening to you jack off for years now...do you know that I had my first orgasm by listening to you?" At this, Kangin could hold back no longer, and gave a strangled cry as he climaxed. Sungmin stayed with him for a moment, then pulled away to clean up his hand. He leaned in and gave his brother a chaste kiss on the cheek.
"Don't you...dare tell anybody about this," Kangin mumbled.
Sungmin just laughed, then returned to his own bed. He had no intention of sharing that with anyone. It was their little secret.
The next day, Kangin was his usually angsty self at work, maybe even more so. He wouldn't even look at Sungmin while they worked, and their grandfather actually reprimanded him for it at one point.
"Kangin! Quit acting like a douche and work with your brother!" Woody yelled, and Kangin reddened, scrambling to comply.
"Sorry, Grandpa," he mumbled. Sungmin just snickered, and Kangin’s felt like digging a hole and crawling into it.
That night, Kangin continued to not look at or speak to Sungmin. Sungmin finally approached him in their room. "Come on, bro, we're cool. Don't worry about it." Kangin, who couldn't shake off his mortification, said nothing, only turned his body away in the bed. "I'm telling you, bro, it's cool," Sungmin insisted. "We're not hurting anybody."
Kangin buried his face in the pillow, sincerely wishing he was somewhere else. "It's wrong," came his muffled reply.
"Pshh," Sungmin made a flippant noise. "Big deal. Who cares?"
Kangin flopped on his back. "I care, you retard! I don't want to be getting gay with my own brother! Ugh!" He made a disgusted face and turned away again. He really did feel disgusted with himself, because despite his words, just the memory of the intimacy they had shared the night before was enough to get him hard within seconds.
This little detail did not escape Sungmin’s notice. He eyed Kangin’s tented boxers, which Kangin immediately tried to hide by rolling onto his stomach. "I saw it, bro. It's no use pretending. You think I'm sexy."
"I do not think you're sexy!" Kangin protested, and then he yelped when he felt Sungmin’s weight on his back. "Get off of me, you fucking retard!"
Sungmin’s just grinned and continued to straddle him, tilting his hips forward and rubbing his own erection against Kangin’s back. "Come on, it's no big deal. It's fun. I know you're horny too, so why not?" Kangin remained silent. Sungmin reached out and rubbed at his back. "It'll feel good. Want me to blow you?"
"Oh fuck," Kangin groaned, almost coming at the idea of it. He knew it was a bad idea, but he was so turned on, he thought he was going to die if he didn't get release, and the idea of his little brother sucking his dick was incredibly erotic, even if it was wrong. "Fine," he grumbled, but secretly, he was very enthusiastic about the idea. Sungmin moved off of him so that he could turn on his back in the bed, and then moved back forward to tug his boxers down. He wrapped one hand around Kangin’s hardness, looking up at him teasingly as he flicked out his tongue. Kangin watched him, his face a conflicted mess of emotions.
"Bro, you can just close your eyes and pretend it's someone else," Sungmin offered, before engulfing the head of Kangin’s cock in his mouth. Kangin had to bite his lip to keep from crying out in pleasure, and he threw his head back in ecstasy. But he eventually tipped his head forward once more and watched Sungmin, because he found himself strangely turned on by watching him do it. He didn't want to pretend it was anyone else.
Sungmin worked enthusiastically, sucking and licking as he also fondled the length with his hand. Kangin was pretty worked up already, and he reached down, pressing on the back of Sungmin’s hair to make him take more. "Oh, mercy...fuck!" he groaned, and then released in the back of Sungmin’s throat.
Sungmin pulled away, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, as Kangin melted into the bed. Kangin’s eyes rolled back in his head, and he just lay there, enjoying the afterglow. But Sungmin was already ready for his turn, and he was pulling his hardness out of his boxers. Before Kangin knew what was happening, Sungmin had scooted forward on the bed, straddling him across his shoulders. He began bumping his own erection against Kangin’s mouth.
"What the fuck are you doing?" Kangin sputtered, trying to push Sungmin away.
"Come on, bro, that's just rude to not give if you're gonna take. You're lame!" Sungmin resisted being pushed back as he continued to stroke at himself. "Please? Please suck me off?"
Kangin made a sour face. "No! I'm not doing that!"
"Will you let me jack off on your face?"
"WHAT? Hell no!"
Sungmin pouted, but did not stop the motion of his hand. "Lemme come on your stomach then. Please, bro, I'm close. I gotta do it somewhere." A little reluctantly, Kangin pulled up his shirt and exposed his flat stomach. Within seconds, Sungmin was giving a little cry and thrusting into his own hand as he released, spurting out hot liquid onto Kangin’s abdomen. "Aw, fuck yeah. That was awesome," Sungmin breathed, falling forward on the bed. He leaned in to Kangin’s face to give him a kiss, still breathing hard. Kangin responded by shoving a hand in his face and pushing it away.
"Don't kiss me, retard!" he hissed as Sungmin continued to try to get a kiss. "You're such a little fag!"
"You're a fag!" Sungmin retorted. "You just got your dick sucked by a guy!"
"Who was you!" Kangin countered. "It's WAY more gay to suck a dick than to get your dick sucked by a guy!"
Sungmin laughed, finally getting up to retreat to his own bed as Kangin sulkily wiped his stomach off. "Bro, you're pretty funny." Kangin just grumbled in response, pitching the tissues in the trash.
"Whatever," he muttered, rolling on his side to go to sleep.
The next evening, it was the same song and dance. Sunmgin was ready for some brotherly love, while Kangin was equally ready, but trying to act resistant. Compounding matters was the temperature in the room - it was positively sizzling. The window was open, and a little breeze floated in, offering some relief.
"Why don't we have an air conditioner?" Kangin complained.
"'Cause we live in the middle of nowhere, bro. It's like, medieval times here," Sungmin responded as he fanned himself with a piece of paper. He was completely naked, sprawled out on his bed without a care in the world. Kangin, on the other hand, was still clothed. His shirt and boxers were drenched in sweat, but he didn't want to remove them for fear of what Sungmin would try to do.
As if on cue, Sungmin walked over to his bed, his erection standing out from his body. "Hey, look what I've got," he announced proudly.
Kangin snorted. "So what? I have one of those, too."
Even though Kangin had meant just a penis in general, Sunmign took it for what it was worth. "You got a boner too? Lemme see!" He scrambled into Kangin’s bed, trying to tug down his boxers. Kurt squirmed and tried to push him away.
"Stop it, retard! Why have you got to be so gay all the time? Ugh!" He finally gave up, because shamefully, his younger brother was much stronger than him. Sungmin tugged his boxers off, and as a result of being turned on by the struggle, Kangin had an erection.
"You like it," Sungmin murmured, moving his head down to lick at Kangin’s twitching, needy length. Kangin shuddered and fought back a moan.
"Fuck you," he groaned at his brother, not wanting to give into his carnal desires, but unable to resist.
"Oh, you wanna?" Sungmin asked, his eyes glimmering up at Kangin. "You can if you want to."
Kangin looked totally confused. "Can do what if I want to?"
Sungmin grinned. "Fuck me." He ran his tongue teasingly up and down Kangin’s length. "In the ass," he added rather unnecessarily.
Kangin groaned, rolling his eyes back in his head and grabbing at the sheets. "oh God help me," he pleaded, as he lustily contemplated the offer.
"It'll feel so good," Sungmin assured him, between mouthfuls of his cock.
Kagin knew that he should say no, but every fiber of his being was screaming yes. Well, fuck it, he figured. We've gone this far. Why not?
Sungmin removed his mouth to speak. "But, if I let you fuck me, you gotta let me fuck you too."
"No way!" Kangin spat. Sungmin immediately stood up, leaving his still wet cock unsatisfied.
"Fine, bro, if that's how you want it. Guess I'll just go to sleep." Sungmin smirked a little, getting into his own bed.
Kangin, who was very worked up from what Sungmin had done so far and also the idea of getting to penetrate him, couldn't stop there. He couldn't believe what he was doing, but he stood up, walking over to Sungmin’s bed. He threw the covers aside, then got in and pressed his body up to Sungmin’s back. "Please. Please let me fuck you. I want it so bad," he begged, holding his cock and rubbing it in between Sungmin’s ass.
Sungmin groaned with pleasure, but still insisted, "Only if I get to fuck you afterwards."
"Shit..." Kanign murmured. Then it popped up in his head that he could just back out after he got what he wanted. "Uh, okay," he finally said. "Just please, please..." He pressed the head of his cock against Sungmin’s entrance as he spoke, to show his need.
"Wait, bro, not like that!" Sungmin pulled away briefly to get a bottle of lube out of the drawer. He poured some in his hand and slicked down Kangin’s cock. Kangin groaned with desire at the feeling of his brother putting the slippery substance all over him, and he trembled. He pushed Sungmin onto his stomach and spread him with his hands, then penetrated him. It went in halfway with the first thrust, and Sungmin mewed and squirmed underneath him.
"Oh, God, it feels so good," Kangin groaned, as he pressed in even further. He gave a few hard thrusts, then let out a series of gasps as he released, shooting deep inside of his brother. He collapsed in pleasure onto Sungmin’s back, panting heavily.
"Gee, that was quick," Sungmin teased from underneath him.
"Shut up," Kangin muttered. He withdrew, then it hit him that it was his turn. Or so Sungmin thought. Sungmin had already flipped over and was already slicking down his own cock, which Kangin eyed with some trepidation. Was his brother's dick always that massive? Or did it just seem that way because he was thinking about how it could fit up his ass?
Kangin backed away towards his own bed, hoping in vain that Sungmin would get the message that he wasn't going to reciprocate, but to his chagrin, Sungmin followed him. "Get on your hands and knees, bro," he instructed.
"I changed my mind," Kangin stammered, falling clumsily onto his bed.
"No mind changing!" Sungmin whined. "I knew you were going to back out, you big jerk!"
"Then why'd you let me do it?" Kangin asked.
"'Cause it felt good," Sungmin grinned. "It does, it feels really good, bro. You'll like it, I swear."
Kangin shook his head vehemently. "I don't want to," he protested.
Sungmin sighed in defeat. "Fine, I can't force you." He wiggled his hips at Kangin. "Suck me off instead?"
Kagin balked. "But you've got that greasy stuff all over your dick! I'm not licking that stuff!"
"So, let me fuck you in the ass!" Sungmin grinned as he took himself in hand.
Kangin spluttered. "Wait, how did we get back to this?" He faltered for a moment, then finally turned and flopped face down on his bed. "Fine, you big retard! Just do it!"
Sungmin pouted. "I don't want you being all like that," he protested. "I want you to want it too."
"I want it too," Kangin deadpanned. "Now, stick it in and get it over with."
Sungmin rolled his eyes, then mounted his brother. "Aw, fuck, this is going to be so sweet!" he whispered, bringing his body close to Kangin’s. "Bro, I've wanted to do this for a long time," he breathed in Kangin’s ear as he pressed the head of his cock up against his entrance. Kangin took a deep breath and tried to relax, as Sungmin pushed relentlessly against him. "Ohhh, let me in," Sungmin groaned. "I wanna fuck you."
Finally, Kangin’s cock slipped inside, but only about an inch. Kangin huffed and squirmed. "Take it out! It sucks! I don't like it!"
Sungmin pleaded with him. "Just a little bit more. It'll start feeling good, I promise!" Kangin sighed, but let him keep going. "Oh, yeah...doesn't that feel nice?" He continued pushing himself inside, until he was buried to the hilt. "I'm completely inside of you, bro." He began to pump in and out.
Kangin initially tried to act like he was extremely put out by the whole thing, but he began to feel sensations inside himself that were very pleasurable. He couldn't fight his moans of pleasure. "Yeah, you like it, don't ya?" Sungmin asked, thrusting a little harder. "Uhhh, you're so tight. Damn." He began to breathe heavily, and make little grunting noises as he reached the peak. "Oh, fuck, this is it. I'm gonna come," he announced. He gave a low, throaty groan as he released.
He then collapsed down onto Kangin, slipping his hands underneath his chest. "See, wasn't that awesome?" he asked, nuzzling his face into Kangin’s back.
"I guess," Kangin admitted, begrudgingly.
Sungmin pulled out and stood up. "Thanks, bro." He turned around as Kangin started making disgusted noises. "What's wrong?"
"Your...smut juice is running out of my ass! Gross!" Kangin hissed, totally revolted. Sungmin just laughed and threw him some tissues.
"You gotta lighten up, bro. Always so serious." He leaned over Kangin, giving him a peck on the cheek. "Guess I'll have to keep fucking you until you loosen up," he teased.
"Retard!" Kangin scoffed, but he couldn't fight back a little smile.
pairing: sungmin and kangin
rating: nc-17
warning: kangmin in INCEST, pure smut
note: this is for some people who like's kangmin *cough* *cough* lametortoise to be excact...lol
"Sungmin, cut it out!"
Kangin’s voice cut angrily through the work site. His younger brother Sungmin, always the comedian, or so he thought, was goofing around with some boards instead of working. He currently had one precariously balanced on a saw horse, and was pretending to surf on it. At the sound of his older brother's ever serious voice, he immediately hopped down and scratched the back of his head, looking sheepish.
"Sorry, oppa. I was just playing around."
Kangin snorted as he stacked some more bricks. "Of course you were. That's all you ever do. But if you hurt yourself doing that..."
Sungmin gave a goofy grin, lunging forward and embracing his brother's back warmly. "Aw, are you worried about me? That's so sweet." He nuzzled his face playfully into the back of Kangin’s neck.
Kangin wrestled himself away almost violently. "What are you doing, jerk? And anyway, I'm only worried that you'll get hurt because then I'll have to do even more of your work than I already do." He struggled to hide the blush that was rising up in his face from his brother's intimate touch. Sungmin just laughed it off, and went back to working.
That evening, they settled down in their beds. Even though they were now adults, they still shared a room. This was because when they moved into their grandfather's carpentry shop to start their responsibility test,(They’re parents were sick of them acting spoiled brats so they send them to province to their grandfather Woody who runs a carpentry shop to learn how to be responsible). there weren't two rooms available, due to most of the rooms being showrooms for the various furniture that grandpa Woody sold. So, the two of them ended up crammed into the same room. Kangin thought that it was ironic that they were always building additions for other townspeople so that they would have plenty of room in their houses, but they didn't even have enough room in their own house to have separate rooms.
The brothers were only a year apart in age, Sungmin being 18 and Kangin being 19. Their personalities could not be more different. It even made them look physically dissimilar, because Sangmin was always jumping around with a goofy grin on his face, while Kangin’s face was usually drawn up in a pensive scowl. They had they same unruly chestnut colored hair,
Deep down, Kangin loved his brother, but he found himself continually annoyed with Sungmin’s antics. He was so loud and boisterous, and almost excruciatingly cheerful. Kangin liked things quiet and calm, and that was almost impossible with his little brother around.
Like now - Kangin really wanted to just fall asleep, but Sungmin was still thrashing around, singing and talking to himself; kicking the covers off, then pulling them back on; getting up to get a drink of water, then having to get up not long after to go to the bathroom.
"For the Godness's sake, Sungmin, just lay down and go to sleep!" Kangin cried, gnashing his teeth.
Sungmin moaned. "I can't. I'm all restless and stuff."
"Well, then, jack off or something." As soon as he said it, he regretted it. Sungmin burst out into laughter.
"You want me to jack off? Really? Why? You wanna watch? You wanna do it for me?" Sungmin teased him with annoying, stupid questions.
Kangin gritted his teeth. "No, I just want you to do something to calm yourself down, so that I can go to sleep!"
Sungmin laughed. "Uh huh, sure you do." He was silent for a minute. "I always knew you had the hots for me, bro."
Kangin began spluttering angrily. "WHAT? No! You're full of shit! Shut up!"
Sungmin was suddenly on him, over him in the bed. "Make me," he teased playfully.
"Cut it out, you retard!" Kangin gasped as Sungmin’s hands came down on him, tickling him. The brothers' bodies pressed together in random ways as Kangin struggled to keep Sungmin from tickling him.
Before he knew what was happening, Sungmin was kneeling over him, pulling himself out of his boxers. "Oh, shit. I can't stop now." He pumped furiously at himself, obviously close to exploding. He gave a low cry and then his release burst out all over Kangin’s bare thigh.
"Shit! What the fuck! What's wrong with you?" Kangin cried out angrily as he grabbed a wad of tissues and wiped his leg off.
Sungmin suddenly looked contrite. "I'm sorry, bro, I don't know what came over me." He was still breathing heavily, and he reached out to touch Kurt on the shoulder. "Forgive me?"
Kangin swatted his hand away angrily. "Ugh! Just get out of my bed!"
"I said I'm sorry, Oppa!" Sungmin continued to whine and beg, and wouldn't budge from Kangin’s bed, even though Kangin began to attempt to shove him out.
Kangin finally caved. "All right, fine, I forgive you. Just...don't do anything like that again."
Sungmin sighed in relief, then suddenly swooped down and pressed his body to his brother's for a hug. Kangin squawked and tried to push him off, because much to his mortification, he had a huge erection. Sungmin, of course, could feel it pressing against him, and didn't pull out of the hug immediately. He pulled his face back a little, and whispered to his older brother, "Heh...looks like you liked it, bro."
Kangin continued to protest and splutter. "That doesn't mean I liked it! I ... I already had a boner! You didn't do that!"
Sungmin just gave a crooked grin. "So...you don't want me to do...this?" He quickly reached down, slipping his hand between their bodies and fondling Kangin’s erection. Kangin opened his mouth to protest, but all that came out was a needy groan. Sungmin reached in the gap in the fabric and stroked at his bare flesh. "Just let me finish you off...to return the favor," he whispered in Kangin’s ear.
"Shit," Kangin muttered, but he found that he didn't want to resist what was happening. It felt too good. He knew it was wrong, but it felt so right at the same time. He felt so comfortable with his brother, that he wasn't even embarrassed at the situation they were in.
"Yeah, don't fight it..." Sungmin murmured, rubbing his body a little against Kangin’s as he stroked him. "I wanna hear you come. I love the sound. I've been listening to you jack off for years now...do you know that I had my first orgasm by listening to you?" At this, Kangin could hold back no longer, and gave a strangled cry as he climaxed. Sungmin stayed with him for a moment, then pulled away to clean up his hand. He leaned in and gave his brother a chaste kiss on the cheek.
"Don't you...dare tell anybody about this," Kangin mumbled.
Sungmin just laughed, then returned to his own bed. He had no intention of sharing that with anyone. It was their little secret.
The next day, Kangin was his usually angsty self at work, maybe even more so. He wouldn't even look at Sungmin while they worked, and their grandfather actually reprimanded him for it at one point.
"Kangin! Quit acting like a douche and work with your brother!" Woody yelled, and Kangin reddened, scrambling to comply.
"Sorry, Grandpa," he mumbled. Sungmin just snickered, and Kangin’s felt like digging a hole and crawling into it.
That night, Kangin continued to not look at or speak to Sungmin. Sungmin finally approached him in their room. "Come on, bro, we're cool. Don't worry about it." Kangin, who couldn't shake off his mortification, said nothing, only turned his body away in the bed. "I'm telling you, bro, it's cool," Sungmin insisted. "We're not hurting anybody."
Kangin buried his face in the pillow, sincerely wishing he was somewhere else. "It's wrong," came his muffled reply.
"Pshh," Sungmin made a flippant noise. "Big deal. Who cares?"
Kangin flopped on his back. "I care, you retard! I don't want to be getting gay with my own brother! Ugh!" He made a disgusted face and turned away again. He really did feel disgusted with himself, because despite his words, just the memory of the intimacy they had shared the night before was enough to get him hard within seconds.
This little detail did not escape Sungmin’s notice. He eyed Kangin’s tented boxers, which Kangin immediately tried to hide by rolling onto his stomach. "I saw it, bro. It's no use pretending. You think I'm sexy."
"I do not think you're sexy!" Kangin protested, and then he yelped when he felt Sungmin’s weight on his back. "Get off of me, you fucking retard!"
Sungmin’s just grinned and continued to straddle him, tilting his hips forward and rubbing his own erection against Kangin’s back. "Come on, it's no big deal. It's fun. I know you're horny too, so why not?" Kangin remained silent. Sungmin reached out and rubbed at his back. "It'll feel good. Want me to blow you?"
"Oh fuck," Kangin groaned, almost coming at the idea of it. He knew it was a bad idea, but he was so turned on, he thought he was going to die if he didn't get release, and the idea of his little brother sucking his dick was incredibly erotic, even if it was wrong. "Fine," he grumbled, but secretly, he was very enthusiastic about the idea. Sungmin moved off of him so that he could turn on his back in the bed, and then moved back forward to tug his boxers down. He wrapped one hand around Kangin’s hardness, looking up at him teasingly as he flicked out his tongue. Kangin watched him, his face a conflicted mess of emotions.
"Bro, you can just close your eyes and pretend it's someone else," Sungmin offered, before engulfing the head of Kangin’s cock in his mouth. Kangin had to bite his lip to keep from crying out in pleasure, and he threw his head back in ecstasy. But he eventually tipped his head forward once more and watched Sungmin, because he found himself strangely turned on by watching him do it. He didn't want to pretend it was anyone else.
Sungmin worked enthusiastically, sucking and licking as he also fondled the length with his hand. Kangin was pretty worked up already, and he reached down, pressing on the back of Sungmin’s hair to make him take more. "Oh, mercy...fuck!" he groaned, and then released in the back of Sungmin’s throat.
Sungmin pulled away, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, as Kangin melted into the bed. Kangin’s eyes rolled back in his head, and he just lay there, enjoying the afterglow. But Sungmin was already ready for his turn, and he was pulling his hardness out of his boxers. Before Kangin knew what was happening, Sungmin had scooted forward on the bed, straddling him across his shoulders. He began bumping his own erection against Kangin’s mouth.
"What the fuck are you doing?" Kangin sputtered, trying to push Sungmin away.
"Come on, bro, that's just rude to not give if you're gonna take. You're lame!" Sungmin resisted being pushed back as he continued to stroke at himself. "Please? Please suck me off?"
Kangin made a sour face. "No! I'm not doing that!"
"Will you let me jack off on your face?"
"WHAT? Hell no!"
Sungmin pouted, but did not stop the motion of his hand. "Lemme come on your stomach then. Please, bro, I'm close. I gotta do it somewhere." A little reluctantly, Kangin pulled up his shirt and exposed his flat stomach. Within seconds, Sungmin was giving a little cry and thrusting into his own hand as he released, spurting out hot liquid onto Kangin’s abdomen. "Aw, fuck yeah. That was awesome," Sungmin breathed, falling forward on the bed. He leaned in to Kangin’s face to give him a kiss, still breathing hard. Kangin responded by shoving a hand in his face and pushing it away.
"Don't kiss me, retard!" he hissed as Sungmin continued to try to get a kiss. "You're such a little fag!"
"You're a fag!" Sungmin retorted. "You just got your dick sucked by a guy!"
"Who was you!" Kangin countered. "It's WAY more gay to suck a dick than to get your dick sucked by a guy!"
Sungmin laughed, finally getting up to retreat to his own bed as Kangin sulkily wiped his stomach off. "Bro, you're pretty funny." Kangin just grumbled in response, pitching the tissues in the trash.
"Whatever," he muttered, rolling on his side to go to sleep.
The next evening, it was the same song and dance. Sunmgin was ready for some brotherly love, while Kangin was equally ready, but trying to act resistant. Compounding matters was the temperature in the room - it was positively sizzling. The window was open, and a little breeze floated in, offering some relief.
"Why don't we have an air conditioner?" Kangin complained.
"'Cause we live in the middle of nowhere, bro. It's like, medieval times here," Sungmin responded as he fanned himself with a piece of paper. He was completely naked, sprawled out on his bed without a care in the world. Kangin, on the other hand, was still clothed. His shirt and boxers were drenched in sweat, but he didn't want to remove them for fear of what Sungmin would try to do.
As if on cue, Sungmin walked over to his bed, his erection standing out from his body. "Hey, look what I've got," he announced proudly.
Kangin snorted. "So what? I have one of those, too."
Even though Kangin had meant just a penis in general, Sunmign took it for what it was worth. "You got a boner too? Lemme see!" He scrambled into Kangin’s bed, trying to tug down his boxers. Kurt squirmed and tried to push him away.
"Stop it, retard! Why have you got to be so gay all the time? Ugh!" He finally gave up, because shamefully, his younger brother was much stronger than him. Sungmin tugged his boxers off, and as a result of being turned on by the struggle, Kangin had an erection.
"You like it," Sungmin murmured, moving his head down to lick at Kangin’s twitching, needy length. Kangin shuddered and fought back a moan.
"Fuck you," he groaned at his brother, not wanting to give into his carnal desires, but unable to resist.
"Oh, you wanna?" Sungmin asked, his eyes glimmering up at Kangin. "You can if you want to."
Kangin looked totally confused. "Can do what if I want to?"
Sungmin grinned. "Fuck me." He ran his tongue teasingly up and down Kangin’s length. "In the ass," he added rather unnecessarily.
Kangin groaned, rolling his eyes back in his head and grabbing at the sheets. "oh God help me," he pleaded, as he lustily contemplated the offer.
"It'll feel so good," Sungmin assured him, between mouthfuls of his cock.
Kagin knew that he should say no, but every fiber of his being was screaming yes. Well, fuck it, he figured. We've gone this far. Why not?
Sungmin removed his mouth to speak. "But, if I let you fuck me, you gotta let me fuck you too."
"No way!" Kangin spat. Sungmin immediately stood up, leaving his still wet cock unsatisfied.
"Fine, bro, if that's how you want it. Guess I'll just go to sleep." Sungmin smirked a little, getting into his own bed.
Kangin, who was very worked up from what Sungmin had done so far and also the idea of getting to penetrate him, couldn't stop there. He couldn't believe what he was doing, but he stood up, walking over to Sungmin’s bed. He threw the covers aside, then got in and pressed his body up to Sungmin’s back. "Please. Please let me fuck you. I want it so bad," he begged, holding his cock and rubbing it in between Sungmin’s ass.
Sungmin groaned with pleasure, but still insisted, "Only if I get to fuck you afterwards."
"Shit..." Kanign murmured. Then it popped up in his head that he could just back out after he got what he wanted. "Uh, okay," he finally said. "Just please, please..." He pressed the head of his cock against Sungmin’s entrance as he spoke, to show his need.
"Wait, bro, not like that!" Sungmin pulled away briefly to get a bottle of lube out of the drawer. He poured some in his hand and slicked down Kangin’s cock. Kangin groaned with desire at the feeling of his brother putting the slippery substance all over him, and he trembled. He pushed Sungmin onto his stomach and spread him with his hands, then penetrated him. It went in halfway with the first thrust, and Sungmin mewed and squirmed underneath him.
"Oh, God, it feels so good," Kangin groaned, as he pressed in even further. He gave a few hard thrusts, then let out a series of gasps as he released, shooting deep inside of his brother. He collapsed in pleasure onto Sungmin’s back, panting heavily.
"Gee, that was quick," Sungmin teased from underneath him.
"Shut up," Kangin muttered. He withdrew, then it hit him that it was his turn. Or so Sungmin thought. Sungmin had already flipped over and was already slicking down his own cock, which Kangin eyed with some trepidation. Was his brother's dick always that massive? Or did it just seem that way because he was thinking about how it could fit up his ass?
Kangin backed away towards his own bed, hoping in vain that Sungmin would get the message that he wasn't going to reciprocate, but to his chagrin, Sungmin followed him. "Get on your hands and knees, bro," he instructed.
"I changed my mind," Kangin stammered, falling clumsily onto his bed.
"No mind changing!" Sungmin whined. "I knew you were going to back out, you big jerk!"
"Then why'd you let me do it?" Kangin asked.
"'Cause it felt good," Sungmin grinned. "It does, it feels really good, bro. You'll like it, I swear."
Kangin shook his head vehemently. "I don't want to," he protested.
Sungmin sighed in defeat. "Fine, I can't force you." He wiggled his hips at Kangin. "Suck me off instead?"
Kagin balked. "But you've got that greasy stuff all over your dick! I'm not licking that stuff!"
"So, let me fuck you in the ass!" Sungmin grinned as he took himself in hand.
Kangin spluttered. "Wait, how did we get back to this?" He faltered for a moment, then finally turned and flopped face down on his bed. "Fine, you big retard! Just do it!"
Sungmin pouted. "I don't want you being all like that," he protested. "I want you to want it too."
"I want it too," Kangin deadpanned. "Now, stick it in and get it over with."
Sungmin rolled his eyes, then mounted his brother. "Aw, fuck, this is going to be so sweet!" he whispered, bringing his body close to Kangin’s. "Bro, I've wanted to do this for a long time," he breathed in Kangin’s ear as he pressed the head of his cock up against his entrance. Kangin took a deep breath and tried to relax, as Sungmin pushed relentlessly against him. "Ohhh, let me in," Sungmin groaned. "I wanna fuck you."
Finally, Kangin’s cock slipped inside, but only about an inch. Kangin huffed and squirmed. "Take it out! It sucks! I don't like it!"
Sungmin pleaded with him. "Just a little bit more. It'll start feeling good, I promise!" Kangin sighed, but let him keep going. "Oh, yeah...doesn't that feel nice?" He continued pushing himself inside, until he was buried to the hilt. "I'm completely inside of you, bro." He began to pump in and out.
Kangin initially tried to act like he was extremely put out by the whole thing, but he began to feel sensations inside himself that were very pleasurable. He couldn't fight his moans of pleasure. "Yeah, you like it, don't ya?" Sungmin asked, thrusting a little harder. "Uhhh, you're so tight. Damn." He began to breathe heavily, and make little grunting noises as he reached the peak. "Oh, fuck, this is it. I'm gonna come," he announced. He gave a low, throaty groan as he released.
He then collapsed down onto Kangin, slipping his hands underneath his chest. "See, wasn't that awesome?" he asked, nuzzling his face into Kangin’s back.
"I guess," Kangin admitted, begrudgingly.
Sungmin pulled out and stood up. "Thanks, bro." He turned around as Kangin started making disgusted noises. "What's wrong?"
"Your...smut juice is running out of my ass! Gross!" Kangin hissed, totally revolted. Sungmin just laughed and threw him some tissues.
"You gotta lighten up, bro. Always so serious." He leaned over Kangin, giving him a peck on the cheek. "Guess I'll have to keep fucking you until you loosen up," he teased.
"Retard!" Kangin scoffed, but he couldn't fight back a little smile.