Brothers & Brothers

6.

Sylvester had practically begged Jon for forgiveness, and of course he had forgiven him. Jon loved his brother. Otherwise, they wouldn’t have lived together in the first place.

They lived together for a year, now. It was Jon who could buy that penthouse from someone he knew. He had met the man in one of the hotels he often stayed at during the week. The man had bought it for him and his fiance, but then their relationship ended, and he had to get rid of it. Jon could buy it cheap. He would be able to afford it from his salary. As he had shown it to Sylvester, his brother had been so enthusiast that he invited him to live with him. It was big enough for the two of them, and if they both paid the mortgage, it would give them some more financial room as well.

So far, they loved the place. They only never thought about boyfriends... And they certainly never expected to meet two cute guys at the same day. Brothers, even. Two gay brothers, just like them. What are the odds on finding something like that?

They took Jon’s car to the apartments, and went upstairs. Jon was wearing his usual wide pants, and an old but still good dress shirt. Sylvester was wearing loose hip pants and sneakers, and a tight T-shirt. He looked young, somehow; maybe because he was grinning like a schoolboy in love, and because he was holding a cuddle in his hands. Jon had brought a toy as well. No wine. He wanted Terrence sober, that night.

Terrence opened the door and welcomed them in. He was wearing very accessible, loose sweatpants and a short sleeveless shirt, which instantly stirred Jon’s groin. Terrence never wore underwear. The narrow hips looked gorgeous. He had to repress the urge to grab him. Instead, he gave him a warm kiss and the toy.

“A teddy! Oh, how sweet of you to think about me...” Terrence accepted it with a happy smile and another kiss. “Come on in; Vinnie is waiting for us.”

“Vinnie,” Sylvester repeated. “Yeah, I want to see him.” He walked in front of the others, eager to see his baby, and he stopped abruptly as he saw the younger brother.

Vince was wearing a miniskirt. It was checkered and pleated, and he could just see the white, laced panties peeking from underneath. His smooth, slender legs were bare, and he was wearing short, white socks with lace at the rim, and ballerinas. His white shirt had puffed sleeves, and it was unbuttoned; tied only around his waist. He looked shyly at Sylvester, insecure about the man’s reaction.

Sly lowered his present. “Oh, wow,” he breathed. “Baby, you are absolutely gorgeous,” he added with passion. “I believe you will like this...” He offered the toy. It was a big Hello Kitty plushie.

Vince clapped his hands, squealing delightedly. “It’s perfect!” he exclaimed. “You knew!” He ran up to the man, and jumped up against him to give him a hot kiss. “I knew you were my daddy,” he said warmly. Wrapping his arms and legs around the bear, he showered his face with sloppy kisses.

Sylvester slipped his hands under the boy’s butt. He groaned as he felt the round cheeks, covered with lace. “Gods, you’re so sexy... You will pull those off soon, right? But not that skirt. Damn, I want to peek under that skirt, and eat you for dessert, baby boy...”

“You can,” Vince promised him, licking his cheek. “I want you. I need you. I want you to fuck me forever.”

Jon and Terrence stared at the two, standing close against each other’s side. “They’re made for each other,” Jon commented. “You,” he said to Terrence, looking down on him, “you look sexy too... Is that for me?”

Terrence blushed a bit as he nodded. “I’ve been thinking about you a lot,” he said softly. “Today I won’t drink wine at all. I want to remember everything we do.”

They walked to the sofa, and sat down. Terrence cuddled up against Jon, looking up at him with expectation. Jon leaned in to kiss him deeply for a while. “I have a problem,” he whispered as he finished the kiss. “We both know how this evening will end, right?” As Terrence nodded, he gave him a soft kiss. “I forgot to order new rubbers,” he sighed. “My size isn’t at stock. I have no condoms, Terry.”

Terrence smirked at him. “You don’t need them, do you? Sly told us you were both tested recently. So were we. Would you like to see the test results?”

“Sly told you we were tested...?” Jon glanced at his brother, who was sitting on a chair with Vince on his lap, kissing madly. His fingers had slipped through one of the legs of the panties, and he could see they were buried deep inside the boy’s ass, much to Vince’s pleasure. “He sent you that video,” he said to Terrence.

“Yes, he did. You didn’t know you were filmed, did you? I thought it was amazing... I watched it over and over again, last night. I didn’t jerk off on it more than once, though... So Jon; forget those rubbers. I don’t want to wait until you got them.”

Jon sighed. He caressed the boy’s cheek, looking into his eyes. “I want to get to know you,” he whispered.

“Me too,” Terrence said, nodding. “You’re great, for what I’ve seen so far. I would love to date you, and be with you.” No longer able to resist, he slowly ran his hand along the enormous cock against Jon’s thigh in his pants. “And I want to be fucked by you. For once, I want it. You’re the one I want to wake up with, and I want to remember every inch sliding inside of me.”

With a groan, Jon kissed him again, even deeper than before. Alright, he would give in, he thought. He wouldn’t be able to resist such invitation. Terrence was so sexy, and it was so good to be wanted. It was rare, to have a cute boy who actually wanted to feel that cursed thing inside of him.

In the chair, Sylvester saw his brother losing himself in a passionate kiss, and he smiled. Finally, Jon got a bit of pleasure as well. Knowing it was all good, he lunged his fingers a bit faster into the greedy rectum, seeking out the boy’s pleasure spot. “Want to come?” he breathed, licking his lips. “Do you want your daddy?”

Vince mewed, eyes closed tightly. His cock peeked out of his panties, and rubbed against the man’s shirt, wetting it with his precome. “Yes,” he managed to answer. “Please, make me come!”

“I will,” Sylvester promised him. “But not yet.” He drew his fingers back, and sucked them in his mouth. He smiled as Vince cried out in frustration, and wrapped both arms firmly around the slender body. “We’ll have a nice dinner now, won’t we?” he asked, eyes gleaming as he looked at the blushing face. “You and I, Terrence and Jon. We’ll have dinner, and drink a bit, and then we’ll come back here to this chair. You will lose the panties, and give me a hot show, won’t you? Then I will satisfy you. I will give you everything you want. I will do anything you ever dreamed off, baby. But not yet.”

“I’m horny,” Vince whined quietly. “I’ll be leaking the whole time!”

“Great,” Sly sighed delightedly. “I’m about to burst too. My big, hairy balls are cramping, sexy baby. Every drop is for you, for dessert.”

Highly frustrated, but secretively pleased with the teasing, Vince got up from the man’s lap. “I’ll finish cooking with Terry,” he said, slightly airless. “Terry! We’ve got to finish quick. I want to be fucked soon!”

This time, it was Terrence who ignored his brother. For the first time, he enjoyed a kiss so much, he didn’t want it to end. It took a lot of willpower to pull his head back, and he sighed softly. “I have to cook,” he said. “It’ll be finished soon. Go sit at the table, okay?”

“Yes,” Jon nodded, breathlessly. “Hurry.”

Sylvester grinned at his brother, as the boys went into the kitchen. “This will be a great night,” he winked. “Won’t you just love that gorgeous butt on your lap, brother dear?”

“Yeah,” Jon sighed. He pushed against his erection. Even his wide pants were strained, now. “You have no idea.”

“Oh, I do... Did you see that sexy drag of mine? Gods, I thought I would come right at the spot! Skirts and ankle socks. That guy knows how to please his daddy.”

Normally, Jon would be appalled, but now he laughed. “Oh Sly,” he chuckled. “We’re doomed.”

“Doomed to hell, yeah,” the bear agreed with a fat grin. “And don’t we deserve it.”

*

The apartment was small compared to the enormous penthouse. It was cozy, messy, with only a small round dinner table to eat at. Most of the space was occupied with the sofa and chair. The big brothers didn’t mind at all, of course. They were both distracted by the younger boys, even while they ate.

Terrence and Vince had done their best, and it tasted great. Perhaps it was only a simple pasta dish, but it was made with love and care. Vince fed Sylvester bites of his own plate, and giggled cutely. The man had a big appetite. Nothing was left in the end, and all four were full and content as they sat on the soft cushions to relax and drink; wine for Sylvester and Vince, and water for Jon and Terrence.

Vince arrived last. He wiggled his round butt as he stood next to the chair, looking at Sly with expectant eyes. The front of his skirt pushed up a bit. “I did what you told me to do,” he said huskily. “Would you please see if that’s alright?”

“You did, hm?” Sylvester said, his eyes raking from the cute top to the skirt. “Maybe you should show me properly, then. Stand before me, baby, and bend down.”

Elegantly, Vince stepped before the chair. He parted his feet. The other two were only a few feet away, but he didn’t even notice them. He bent down, taking his ankles between his hands. His butt cheeks parted. Sylvester had full view on his hairless, pink ass.

Sylvester grinned broadly. “My dessert,” he rumbled pleased. “Yamm.” Cupping both cheeks in his hands, he gently parted them further. They were soft, warm and round, and he kneaded them lovingly as he pressed his face between them. “Mmm... So nice...” He licked the notch, from the balls to the tailbone, with a few firm, exploring laps. Then he slobbered the whole ass, making everything wet with plenty of saliva, dragging a cute giggle from the young man’s lips.
“Sit in the chair,” Sylvester ordered. “Legs spread and on the arm rests. I want to taste more.”

As Sly stood up, Vince quickly took his place. The big man pulled his clothes off. He pinched his nipples and slid his hands down his belly, to tug at his cock for a moment before he knelt down. “Shall we see if we can break your record of yesterday, baby?”

Vince nodded happily. He squirmed, moving his hands seductively over his hard nipples and chest. He grabbed Sly’s curls as the man attacked his tits with his teeth. “Yes!” he cried out. “Bite me!”

The thin cloth got translucent as it became wet. Vince’s nipples were visible, pressing hard against the blouse. Sly gnawed at them before sucking at them. Meanwhile, his hands were untying the knot. Finally, he pulled the blouse open, and bit the skin.

On the sofa, Jon was lying on his back, with Terrence on top of him. They were kissing deeply, licking each other’s tongue and lips with slow, loving laps. Terry’s pants had crept down a bit. Jon was fondling his hips and butt, pulling him between his legs. He could feel the boy’s erection. His own cock had fully grown, and pressed against his pants. They squirmed against each other, totally hot but taking it slow.

Terrence slowly opened the buttons of Jon’s shirt, and pulled it open to lie on the smooth skin. One hand crept down, opening the pants, and he reached inside to pull out the enormous cock. Reaching deeper in, he grabbed the large balls, and tugged at them. Jon moaned against his lips. In turn, he reached deeper in the back of Terry’s pants, and pulled the cheeks apart. They broke the kiss to get some more air.

“Now you see me completely aroused,” Jon said, breathing deeply. “Be honest with me, please? We don’t have to fuck.”

“It won’t be much bigger than in the shower, will it?” Terrence looked down, and his mouth formed an ‘oh’. “It is,” he said surprised. “Wow...” Instead of running away screaming, he pulled the pants down, and took a good look at the enormous length and impressive width. It would be like being stuffed with a soda can, only much longer. “We need a whole tube of lubricant,” he chuckled admiringly.

Meanwhile, Sylvester rimmed Vince with fervor. The boy was lying in the chair, completely surrendered and exposed. His legs were pulled up high, allowing the tongue to reach deep inside. He made soft, encouraging sounds. His cock twitched and leaked, lying on his skirt, and he was pinching his nipples with trembling fingers.

As he pleasured the young drag, Sylvester stroked his cock. He had found the lube, and greased the whole length. He was much smaller than his brother. Still, he was impressive, and he had enough stamina to perform several times in a row. He pulled his tongue out of the ass, and dragged it up. He could taste the precome, but he didn’t comply when Vince begged him to suck him. Instead, he pushed forward, aiming his cock. Without warning, he rammed up. The happy, surprised cry was music to his ears. He grabbed the hips firmly between his hands, and began to fuck at a fast, firm pace.

Jon was completely naked, now. He opened his eyes as he heard the yell, and smiled. He could see his brother’s hairy ass, thrusting between the slender legs.

Terrence looked as well, as he got up from the sofa. He undressed slowly, with his back to Jon, his eyes glued on his brother’s elated expression. He turned when he felt Jon’s hands. The man kissed his belly, and moved his mouth to the tip of his cock. Terrence sighed, digging his fingers in the blond hair, and pushed up between the lips.

Sylvester fucked tirelessly. He slammed against the cheeks, his balls making slapping sounds against the notch. He looked at the writhing body under him. Vince enjoyed it immensely, his pleasure proven by the severely leaking cock. So far, the boy had cried and groaned like a porn star, but now he got quiet. He was close, Sly knew. He doubled his efforts, grinding against the sweet spot, moving just a bit slower and deeper. Vince’s nails dug into his arms. He bent his head back; eyes closed and mouth open. A few tears rolled over his cheeks. Tears of joy, not pain, Sly knew.

In complete silence, and without being touched, Vince climaxed with a few long, hard squirts. When he finally breathed, he made a high, astonished sound, ending in a sob. Sylvester immediately pulled him up between his arms, kissing him. He moved much slower now, sliding out almost completely before pushing back in.

Jon had pushed Terrence on his back on the sofa, and continued sucking him. The boy moved his hips, and forced Jon’s head deeper down. He moaned and sighed in pleasure, especially because the man was greasing his ass with slick fingers. Jon pressed more and more lube in his rectum, using three fingers already. His whole lower body was tingling. “Do it,” he groaned. “Do it, Jon, fuck me...”

Jon sat up, letting the cock go with a plop. Sitting on his knees between Terrence’s spread legs, he emptied the whole tube on his cock, and divided it. He carefully lubed every inch, from the tip to the root. “Shit,” he sighed. “I’ve never been this hot in my life...” He shifted forward, and pushed his cock down. The head poked against Terry’s slick ass. As he moved his hips, it slipped inside. So far so good... But the head had been no problem for most of the men he had in his life. It was the rest that had to follow, which made it impossible to fuck. In fact, Terrence would be the first, if he could handle him. He pushed a bit harder, and another inch slid inside.

Terrence breathed slowly. With one hand, he twisted his nipples. His other hand stroked his cock, and balls already retracted. “More,” he gasped. “Deeper, Jonnie; give me everything!”

One inch back, two inches in. Jon was too focused on entering without causing pain to enjoy it yet. He was now deeper than he’d ever been, and he didn’t want to stop anymore. When he was two-third in, Terrence shifted a bit, changing the angle of his hips. Jon cried out when he slipped in completely. He felt the ass against his balls, the gripping muscles around his root, and he looked down with wide eyes. “I’m inside!” he cried.

“Well done, brother!” Sylvester yelled. “Now fuck him, like I fuck this sweet little queen!” He dragged another happy groan from Vince’s lips with a hard slam inside.

Jon wouldn’t even dare to move as hard as his brother. He drew back, but only half, and pushed back inside. He kept a close eye on Terrence’s expression, but the younger man only enjoyed himself, apparently. Jon relaxed a little, and picked up a firmer pace.

“Oh gods yes!” Terrence laughed delightedly. “You’re amazing!” He still stroked himself, and his head rolled from left to right.

“No... You are,” Jon sighed. “Fuck, this is good... So good...” He slid in and out faster now, and closed his eyes in pleasure. He felt the muscles contract around his whole length. Sure, lips were nice, but this...? This was so much better... So amazingly good... He bit his lip as he realized he was thinking out loud.

Terrence shivered on the cushions. He stopped stroking, and grabbed Jon’s arms instead. His hips moved to meet the enormous pole, increasing the speed and force until the man truly fucked him. “Let me sit on my knees!” he cried out.

Jon slowed down, blinking the sweat from his eyes. He breathed heavily, and his heart pounded against his ribs. Without pulling back, he rolled Terrence over, and he pulled him on his knees. The boy braced against the cushions. This time, Jon didn’t start slowly. He picked up a fast pace from the start, much to Terry’s delight, by the sound of it. The boy began to masturbate again, this time to finish it. Jon was determined to come at the same moment.

Vince sat on Sylvester’s lap, facing his brother. They were both looking at the giant cock as it slid in and out of the spread ass. Vince moved up and down over Sly’s cock at the same pace, while the man jerked him. He was close, but he didn’t want to come. He would close his eyes if he came, and he wanted to watch his brother being filled first.

“Are you sure you want it inside?” Jon asked under his breath.

“Yes! Fill me! Gods, Jon, fill me!” Terrence stroked faster. “I’m coming!”

Jon’s fingers dug in the hips as he moved him back and forth, speeding up some more. The rectum contracted hard around him, milking him, and he could feel his orgasm building up. It would take a while...
In fact, it didn’t take long at all. Jon screamed from the top of his lungs when his climax took him completely by surprise, and he shook uncontrolled. He heard the raw scream under him when Terrence came as well, and he couldn’t move as the muscles around him cramped up. “Holy shit!” he cursed passionately, feeling spurt after spurt rushing out of him. It was as if his whole spine was filled with sperm, leaving him via his tailbone and notch through his cock. He shivered and moaned in pleasure.

Terrence relaxed. He looked over his shoulder, panting like a dog, covered in sweat. As Jon pulled him up, still buried inside, he reached behind him to pull his head close. They kissed with passion, breathlessly gasping against each other’s lips. “You’re the best, Jonnie,” Terrence sighed.

Jon felt tears running down his cheeks. “No, baby... You are the best. That was the best fuck I ever had.” He took another deep breath, and let it escape slowly. “Wow,” he said with a sigh, leaning his head down on Terry’s shoulder. His cock was limp now, but it still filled Terrence’s bowels. He didn’t want to pull back yet. Maybe he was only dreaming...

Vince shivered delightedly on Sylvester’s lap. He had managed to watch it to the end without coming, but then he had given in. His ass was wet and warm now, and he enjoyed the soft kisses on his cheek and neck as he caressed the soft, hairy balls under his own. “We are so going to keep you two,” he said with passion.

Sylvester kissed him again. “We’re going to keep you...” he chuckled. “You’re my little fairy, and Jon has finally found a sweetheart who he can fuck. There’s no escaping anymore.”

Jon took his shirt before he drew back, and caught most of the sperm as Terrence slid off him. “What do you say?”

“I say I want to be fucked by you again, as soon as my ass is up to it,” Terrence laughed softly. “Damn, you are amazing!” He fell against the back of the sofa, and sighed deeply. “You’re perfect. A gorgeous, sweet man who can satisfy me completely. Count on another date soon, big guy... Real soon.”

“Wine!” Sylvester exclaimed. He lifted Vince off his lap with another kiss, and walked to the kitchen for two more glasses and a new bottle. “We have to celebrate this. So it’s time to talk about ourselves now, huh? We’ve made our choices, and now we’ll get to know each other better. Here. You’ll clearly remember this, so drink.”

For the first time that evening, Jon realized he had just fucked someone while the other two were watching. He blushed self-consciously as he accepted the glass, fully aware he was naked. But as Vince also pulled off his clothes, they were all naked, and somehow it didn’t feel that bad at all.

“To more dates like this!” Sylvester held up his glass. “Dates, pleasure, and love, darlings...”

“I think I’ll drink to that, yes,” Jon mumbled, looking at Terrence.

Terrence winked at him. “To love, gorgeous...”

Vince squealed. “To love! And big daddies with delicious tongues,” he added with gleaming eyes.

“To miniskirts and laced panties,” Sylvester grinned back at him.