Waking the Sleeping Beast Pt. 03

Note: This story contains incest.

Later that afternoon, Dylan retuned from classes to find his brother just as he had left him: lying on his bed in his T-shirt and undies. There was nothing in the world Dylan wanted more than to jump his bother, make out, pull out his fat cock, suck on it, then ride it like a cowboy on a bucking horse.

But Dylan's roommate, Adrien, was also there, studying at his desk, wearing a pair of headphones.

"Hey," Dylan said as he set his backpack down. Jake smiled and Dylan melted. His big, dumb brother was such a scruffy mess, but he made it look so hot. And the warmth in his eyes and smile had Dylan's heart doing summersaults.

"Oh, hey," Adrien said, turning to face Dylan as he took his headphones off. "I'm gonna be stuck here all night with this. I got a big paper to finish. I won't be able to get food with you tonight."

In addition to his cute face and attractive, athletic body, Adrien was an amiable guy. Dylan would often tag along to the dining hall with him and they would chat over dinner. Dylan, being more of a nerdy type, didn't have much in common with his roommate, but they got along well just the same.

"Aw, that sucks," Dylan said, offering weak sympathy for his roommate's plight. Of course Dylan understood that he was not guaranteed any private time in his dorm room, but that didn't hamper his disappointment. He was all keyed up for some more one-on-one bro time.

Dylan was already half bricked up, and he could see that Jake was eager to go, too. Big bro's snug trunks clung to the shape of his big man-dick. If Adrien hadn't seen it already, he would soon, the way that big cock called for attention. Dylan, flustered, grabbed a pair of shorts from the floor and shoved them at his older brother.

"Get dressed," he said, trying to sound causal, but his face was full of grumpy urgency. He loved his brother, and was just as horny for Jake as Jake was for him, but he didn't want his roommate to catch on. "Let's go get some food."

Jake smiled his shit-eating grin. He stood, his cock bulging out obscenely as he pulled on the shorts. Dylan stared at the pouch, the big dong and balls spilling out from the fly. Jake left it that way as he put on his socks and shoes, allowing Dylan an alluring view. The teen liked what he saw, but continued to frantically glance back at his roommate to see if he was watching the lewd scene. Jake then zipped up, tantalizingly slowly.

Jake was covered up, but Dylan's boner was getting too obvious in the front of his own shorts. When older bro's dress-tease was done, Dylan grabbed his wrist and pulled him out the door, offering a perfunctory "bye" to his roommate on the way out.

"Soooo..." Jake said. "That Adrien is pretty cute, huh?"

"Ugh, yeah," Dylan sighed. "He's always hanging out in the room in his sexy little shorts. How'd I get so lucky, surrounded by so many hot guys?"

"You ever hang out in your cute little undies? Adrien might like that." Jake wrapped an arm around Dylan's shoulder, pulling him close as they walked across the quad.

"What? No way. He'd never be into a guy like me." Dylan blushed at his brother's suggestion. "Besides, I already got myself my own hunk." Dylan hooked a hand on Jake's hip, reciprocating Jake's casual camaraderie.

"'Hunk,' huh? I'd like to give you a hunk of something," Jake said luridly, grabbing the front of his shorts.

"Cut it out!" Dylan said frantically, pushing his brother's hands away. "Can you quit asking like a freak for one minute?"

Jake laughed. "Sorry. I'm just feeling spicy. You're doing things to me, Dyl." He leaned in close, whispering into his brother's ear. "I wanna strip you down and worship your sexy body, bro."

Dylan's face turned hot. Jake wants me that bad? Dylan thought. His teen bone was practically leading the way.

"Hey, bro, you might wanna fix your little Dyl pickle, dude." Dylan looked down. Mortified, shot his gaze around in all directions to see who was looking as he shoved his hand down his shorts to quickly adjust himself.

"Where the fuck are we goin', anyway?" Jake asked, still hugging Dylan close to his side.

"The only place I can think of where we can be alone." Dylan responded. "Well... relatively alone." He was leading his brother to the campus library. It was a large building with lots of dark corners. This time of day wouldn't be very busy, and Dylan was pretty sure he could find them a spot to get really naughty with each other and not get caught.

Once inside, they headed into the stacks. Dylan found a spot that didn't have a direct line of sight in any direction. Perfect for a little fooling around. Glancing around each corner, the horny teenager declared the coast was clear.

Jake, with his typical big, dumb smile, pulled Dylan close.

"You're so adorable, bringing me here to fool around," he said. He pecked Dylan on the cheek. "You make me happy, bro."

Dylan's chest filled with warmth as Jake leaned in, pressing a kiss to his lips. Holding their bodies tightly together, Jake placed a hand on Dylan's face, He let his tongue out, gliding along his little bro's pink lips. Dylan opened up and Jake slipped inside. Their heads rocked about as they kissed passionately, invading each other's mouth, trading breath, groping at each other.

Jake's scruff brushed on Dylan's smooth skin, but the teenager didn't mind. He liked his brother's careless, rugged looks. He inhaled Jake's scent, a natural male aroma. Not at all unpleasant, the younger guy found it intoxicating.

Dylan was so hard in his shorts and he could feel Jake's big thing pushing into his abdomen. Jake's larger form enveloped Dylan's delicate frame, hands grasping at his hair, his back, his butt, his cock. Dylan, likewise, felt up Jake's manlier build. The teen had idolized his big brother for years, and recently those feelings had turned sexual. He was so lucky to be here with the perfect guy, so sweet and so fucking sexy.

A clatter of dropped books resounded a few aisles over. Dylan jumped and pushed his brother away. Jake pulled the teenager into another kiss, but Dylan only allowed it for a moment.

Jake gazed down at his brother's pretty face, painted with concern. "Why so worried?" he asked.

"C'mon," Dylan said, turning to lead the way deeper into the library. With a few long strides, Jake caught up and grabbed one of Dylan's little buns through his shorts.

Dylan's hand whipped out to grab Jake's wrist. "Stop!" he whispered urgently.

"What happened to you? Where's that cute little perv that jumped on his brother's bone when he was passed out? That was pretty bold. Now you wanna tippy toe around?"

"This is different!" Dylan hissed. "I don't wanna get expelled! And keep quiet, jerk. I don't want anyone hearing you say that."

"Whatever you say, dear," Jake said sarcastically. He held his hands up defensively, signaling his intention to stop grabbing Dylan's body parts.

Dylan grabbed one of his brother's hands and led Jake through the labyrinth of the library, winding through never-ending aisles of shelves. The surroundings became more dimly lit and less populated as they retreated into obscure stacks of knowledge.

"Besides, I took you here to..." Dylan paused, a little too embarrassed to speak his full desires out loud in public. "... play. Isn't that 'bold' enough?"

Jake flashed his dumb, broad smile, biting the edge of his lip. "So, big guy, let's 'play' already," he said, emphasizing Dylan's unspoken intentions.

Dylan knew Jake was goading him, but he couldn't resist. He was already at his wit's end, waiting all day through boring classes while picturing his hunky brother sprawled out on his bed. And then, being denied his treat by his roommate's presence. So it didn't take much to give in to his brother's pressure.

Judging that their current location was isolated enough, he stopped and pulled Jake into an alcove, partially obscured by a large plant. He looked around, and dropped to his knees in front of his brother. He slipped a hand up Jake's shorts, along his strong thigh, lined with hair, and under his trunks. He found the half-hard cock, pulling it out through the leg hole. He moved close, mouthing the head, swirling his tongue around, making Jake moan. The hot sausage grew longer and stiffer in his hand as he glided his grip up and down and sucked on the tip.

"Yeah, that's it," Jake said. He leaned back on the wall, lovingly stroking his little brother's head as the younger guy worked on his pole.

With a lustful inferno stoking in his chest, Dylan slurped on Jake's big thing, driving his mouth further with each downward motion. The horny teenager's fingers played over the veiny surface. Feeling the steely, unyielding core, an indicator of Jake's intense arousal, only made Dylan even hotter. He sucked intently on that big, hard unit, driving Jake mad. Dylan was soon entertaining the bulb at the back of his throat, suppressing his gag reflex as he jammed his face down on the man's rod.

Like a perpetual motion machine, the two brothers fed off of each other's sexual energy, exponentially building towards oblivion. Jake bit his thumb to top himself from making noises, while Dylan, groping at his own tented shorts, released muffled moans around Jake's cock.

"Ooooh, shiiit, Dyl," Jake groaned as quietly as he could. He was gyrating his hips, pumping his meat into Dylan's sucking mouth as he gripped a fistful of his messy hair.

And then, suddenly, Jake pulled out. "Fuck, fuck, someone's coming." He was tugging at the end of his shorts to cover his dick while Dylan tried to peek through the plant he was hiding behind.

A staff member was making a b-line down an otherwise deserted aisle right towards them. But when this older man reached the end, he hooked a left, showing no signs that he had noticed the brothers or their illicit activity.

Jake released his tension and dropped back against the wall. "That was close," he said, smiling down at Dylan. "I guess we should find somewhere else..."

"Who's 'tippy toeing around,' now?" Dylan asked, toying with Jake's cock-head, still sticking out from his shorts.

"Shut the fuck up," he said, smacking Dylan's hand away. Sheepishly, he reached into his undies to pull his cock back in as Dylan got to his feet, chuckling. The younger guy craned his neck up to kiss his brother again, briefly, before heading out into the back stairwell.

Up on the third floor, a series of study rooms lined one wall. Each had a medium table and four chairs. A window stretched from about waist-high to the ceiling. It was pretty exposed, but Dylan figured everything they needed to do would be below the belt, so nothing would be visible if they were careful. Anyway, he was desperate to really get things going with Jake, and this was the only place he could think of that was even halfway decent.

Hurrying all the way to the rear-most room, the boys piled in and shut the door. Jake took a seat while Dylan gazed out the window in all directions, checking for possible angles of detection. Everything looked clear, so he turned his attention to big bro.

Jake's legs were spread wide. Dylan pushed the table out of the way and took his place on his knees. He smiled up at Jake, who palmed the kid's face again.

"You're so cute when you're horny, Dyl," he said. "Sorry for fuckin' around with you downstairs. I was just messin'. You're crazy for doing this here, ya know." He glanced at the window.

"I know," Dylan said. He really loved his big brother. And he was so damn horned up, his better judgement had evaporated, just like that first night on the couch back home.

The teen traced up Jake's legs, past his groin, and gripped his waistband. Jake lifted his butt and Dylan shucked off his shorts and underwear in one motion. Jake's magnificent meat was ready for action. Sticking up from under the hem of his T-shirt, it rose up toward the heavens like a soaring shrine, waiting to be worshipped.

Dylan obliged, closing his hands around Jake's cock. Dylan's two-fisted grip easily left enough space for his mouth to sink over the top few inches. His tongue snaked around the hard rod, slithering up and down, curling around his plump mushroom cap, making big bro moan.

After his appetizer downstairs, the teenager was ready for the main course. He lifted his butt from his heels so he could curve his upper body down over Jake's cock. He wanted to line up his mouth and throat as well as he was able, to take that mammoth unit into him as far as it would go. His mouth sank lower, until the knob was again testing his throat.

"Mmmm, fuck yes, kiddo." Jake pulled at the back of Dylan's neck, encouraging his little bro to take more. Dylan swallowed around the hot thickness, taking it deep into himself. His lips marched along, yearning to close around Jake's root. And then, his face was mashed into his big brother's bushy pubes, that mammoth unit was shoved completely inside his mouth and throat.

"Fuu-u-uuck," Jake sputtered. Dylan pulled off, gasping for air, satisfied with his work. He sucked the strands of saliva back into his mouth before sinking himself back onto Jake's steel beam again.

"Jeeee-zuuuusss," the older guy said, exasperated. "You're gonna make me cum, bro." Jake was fired up, his face a mask of lust. Or maybe the civilized expression he showed to the outside world was the mask, and his true self was the sex-crazed monster he now presented.

Dylan reflected this truth. Buzzing with forbidden excitement, pulled himself off Jake. Frothy, goopy throat juices drooled down his chin and all over Jake's stiff rod.

He wiped his face and asked, "Wanna fuck me?"

Jake simply bit his lower lip and smiled broadly. That was enough of an answer for Dylan, who quickly pushed his shorts and undies down. His teen cock was so hard already as he twirled around on his knees and bent over. Wiggling his cute little butt at Jake, he said, "Get me ready."

Jake leaned in, palming Dylan's buns. He espied his little bro's teeny star. Dylan felt a wad of spit hit his bullseye, followed by Jake's broad fingertips pulling at his bud. He felt a pressure, slowly increasing, until his tight ring expanded around Jake's finger.

Dylan's cock bobbed beneath him with anticipation. Glistening filaments of pre-cum spiraled and twirled in the air as the fluid exuded from his purple knob down to the carpet. Jake's finger opened him up, preparing him for something far more intense.

The older brother continued pushing into that tight orifice until his knuckles pushed against Dylan's butt. He dragged his finger out and lined up two. Dylan moaned as his little hole stretched around the new, expansive circumference. The heat seared through him, but along with it, a tantalizing need. Jake's fingers, as they drove in and out, stirred a primal urged to be filled up from behind. Why did God or evolution put the prostate there? Why was Jake's cock so perfectly shaped for Dylan's tunnel? The teen felt an urgency like no other, a need to fulfill their preordained destiny, to fit their two bodies together in an unholy connection.

As Dylan's whimpers grew more needy and his cute little butt writhed around Jake's explorations, the older brother didn't give in. He inserted three fingers, expanding Dylan's insides, readying that spot for the true prize.

Dylan knew what was happening, but it was like torture to wait. As much as he enjoyed the intense fingering, he wanted the real thing. "Jake," he squeaked out, that one small word dripping with desperation.

Finally, Jake pulled out and sat back. Dylan turned to see Jake spit on his hand and rub it into his big tool.

"Sit on it," he said, his eyes sparkling with want and control.

Eager to obey, Dylan stood and shuffled backward, shorts and undies still around his thighs, until he could lower himself towards Jake's lap. He held his cheeks apart as Jake took aim. The slimy knob found its home, pressing at Dylan's opening. The teen made himself relax, letting Jake's cock inside.

His little ring stretched open around his brother's thickness. His own teen cock was so hard as Jake's big thing moved deeper into his hole. Dylan was elated. The physical sensation of the thick cock expanding his insides was tremendous, but even more, Jake's hunger for Dylan's ass made the teen horny beyond words. The younger guy had stolen this experience from Jake during their first encounter. But now, Jake was awake, aware, and eager to fuck his little bro.

As Jake held Dylan's waist, the teen lowered himself onto the rigid meat-pole. Dylan was hot for it, but taking Jake was no small feat. He was deliberate, allowing his insides to adjust. After an eternity, his cheeks were resting on Jake's fuzzy thighs. He sat still, controlling his breath, just feeling that living, fleshy creature inside him.

"Mmmm, you're so tight, bro," Jake said, his hands moving under Dylan's T-shirt. Dylan, his hands on Jake's thighs, started to lift himself, Jake's cock dragging along his inner walls. As the hot, hard cock moved over his prostate, the teenager couldn't stifle his moan.

"Yeah, baby, this is so fuckin' hot," Jake whispered in Dylan's ear. "You're my hot baby brother, sittin' on my dick. Fuuuck, your ass feels so good. You like my cock, baby?"

"Mmm-mm-mm," Dylan managed through his euphoria. His own boner was rock hard and drooling. Jake's breath on his ear sent shivers through him. That oversized presence in his stretched hole was amazing. He was soon fucking himself on his brother's dick, biting his forearm to silence his groaning.

Jake's hands moved up Dylan's torso, finding his little nips. As the kid bounced on his cock, he pinched the little nubs while kissing at his neck from behind. He let his moaning, erratic breaths land on Dylan's skin. His hands moved along his little brother's tenderness while he started pushing himself up into the teen. Dylan was thrilled that Jake was so into it.

But just the, he sensed motion out of the side of his eye and looked towards the window. He froze, seating himself fully on Jake's lap. There was a student browsing the shelves just a few feet from their study room.

As Dylan waited for the trespasser to wander off, Jake undulated his hips, pressing himself into Dylan. The teen slapped a hand over his mouth to stifle his involuntary moaning.

Dylan tried to remain calm and still as that big mass moved inside him. He wanted to hit his brother for pulling this prank when there was someone just outside the room who might catch them. But it took all of his energy to keep himself quiet.

Then, the unwanted guest chose a book and headed off. Dylan let out groan as Jake pushed up into him while holding his hips tightly downward.

Dylan throat produced a broken "Fu-uu-uck." He clenched his tight little hole around that astounding width and resumed hopping on Jake's lap, impaling himself on the dude's huge meat-pole.

Jake's hands circled around his little's bro's slender frame, slipping up under his shirt again to fondle the little dude's bare body.

"You're so fuckin' sexy, Dyl," he said as his tantalizing touch traced the ridges and valleys of the teenager's taught, sweaty muscles. He found the poor, senseless boy's nipples once more and brushed across each one.

"Ooouuuhhh," Dylan moaned as he flinched from the unexpected stimulation on these sensitive spots. He dick twitched and drooled more pre-cum as Jake toyed with his body and that thick tool bedeviled his insides.

The youth's unfocused gaze happened to stray out the window of their small study room, only to see that same man who had almost caught them downstairs. He was an older guy, maybe in his 40s of 50s, and he stood at a distance, half-hidden behind a shelf of books. He wouldn't have been able to see any of the incriminating body parts, but Dylan understood that this man would have no doubt what they were up to.

Dylan had one hand on the edge of the table with his other clamped on Jake's thigh as his brother bucked up into him. The fat cock rammed up his hole, spearing open his tight insides, boring deep. Dylan's entire body jerked as Jake's hips violently smashed his butt. Jake hungrily explored up Dylan's shirt, pulling up the fabric to clutch at the teenager's bare skin and tense muscles.

Dylan could only imagine what this scene looked like from the outside. This interloper was sure getting a show. The eye contact lasted only a brief moment, but it seemed to last forever as Jake wrecked Dylan's hole in front of this man. But with a wink and a smile, the mysterious onlooker disappeared behind his shelf, leaving the two along again.

"Rrrr!" Jake growled. "Fuck!" He drove his great manhood upward, making Dylan's inner walls taut around him. The friction of his bulk on his Dylan's prostate caused the boy to spoil forth uncontrolled moans. Jake's arms forcefully pulled their bodies tight together and his tongue attacked Dylan's ear. Dylan's head fell back and his eyes fluttered as Jake took full possession of his body. His stiff teen cock was slickly coated with the abundant precum that continuously streamed out of his slit.

Through the sound of smacking bodies and Dylan's grunting and groaning, Jake whispered into Dylan's ear, "I'm gonna breed you."

Dylan was prepared.

"I'm gonna dump my load right up your ass, Dyl." He clutched at his brother's smaller body, and closed a hand over Dylan's neglected boner.

"Eeeennnnnnnhhhhhhh!" Jake grunted.

An arm hooked around Dylan's waist, keeping him firmly in place, his butt tight to Jake's groin. His big brother's monster pulsed and jerked inside of him and Dylan knew that Jake was unloading.

But Dylan could barely spare a thought for Jake's orgasm, as his brother's hand pulled the teen's own climax out of him. That fat cock up inside of him and the hand squeezing his teen bone, Dylan's balls pulled up tight and he started squirting.

In unison, Jake emptied himself into Dylan as Dylan's cock shot its geyser of cum up into the air. Jake's entire being jerked, flexing over and over, as he pumped himself into his little bro, holding his so tightly. Dylan was overcome, the physical and emotion connection triggering waves of orgasmic bliss.

And the, the room was still. Only the panting of heavy breath, and two sweaty, spent brothers remained. Reality crept into Dylan's vision. He glanced out the window and saw no one. Looking down at himself, he was grateful none of his copious cum had gotten on his clothes, landing only on his exposed tummy and thighs. He stood, holding his T-shirt up and whimpering involuntarily as he felt every millimeter of Jake's still-thick meat slipping from his sore hole.

He turned to look at Jake, his strong thighs spread open, his hairy balls and cock on full display. Damn, Dylan thought, how fucking sexy.

Jake reached out to grab Dylan's hips and he leaned forward, dragging his tongue over his bother's skin. He was cleaning up Dylan's cum, lapping up the dripping, teen spunk and swallowing it. He licked at his thighs, his balls, his cock, and his abdomen, while Dylan's lusty fog returned to envelope his mind. His cock was growing stiff again as Jake's tongue traced along its length.

Then, Jake sat back, admiring his work. "Fuck, kid, that was fuckin' amazing. I could play with you all day."

Dylan stood helpless under his brother's scrutiny, his teen boner stiff and bouncing again.

"Th-There was a guy out there watching," he said as his senses cleared. "The same guy from downstairs."

"No way," Jake said, a little too excited.

"C'mon, be serious!" Dylan scolded. "This could be big trouble for me, if he tells anyone."

"Well, did he look like he was gonna tell anyone?"

"Eh, I guess not? He just smiled at me and turned around."

Jake stood pulled his kid brother into a deep kiss, their mouths open and tongues lashing. Dylan's concerned melted away as his teen cock throbbed. He loved his big brother so much. He loved being kissed and wrapped up in his arms.

The older bro pulled back, gifting Dylan with his favorite smile. The teen gazed up at Jake for a moment, catching his breath. They pulled on their clothes, Dylan reluctantly shoving his stiff cock away. He straightened the table and they headed out of the sweat- and sex-scented room.

Dylan was hyper-self conscious on their way out. He felt like everyone must have known what they had just done. Worst of all, that strange man, the voyeur to the brothers' intimate interaction, was standing behind the desk, working with his books.

Dylan elbowed his brother. "That's him!" he whispered. "That's the guy who was watching us!" Vulnerability swept over the teenager as they approached the desk on their way to the exit. His face was hot with embarrassment, knowing what that man had witnessed. As they passed, Dylan glanced over out of the corner of his eye and saw the man smiling back at him. He winked again and flashed the "okay" hand signal.

Dylan rushed out the door, sweating with nervousness.

Once outside, Jake burst out laughing. "What a creep," he said.

"We were the ones fucking in the library," Dylan returned. "I just hope he keeps it to himself." He glanced over his shoulder, looking back at the library as they walked away.

"No worries, bro," Jake said, draping his arm around Dylan's shoulder. "We made that old perv's day, I bet. I mean, who wouldn't wanna catch two hot young things like us goin' at it? Yeah, no way, Dyl, he's not gonna tell anyone. That old fart's gonna be jerking off to that memory for the rest of his life." They both laughed.

"Yeah, I hope you're right." Dylan's nervousness faded with each step away from the library. He leaned into his brother's side, relishing Jake's closeness.

"Hey, let me take you out for dinner," Jake said, tousling the kid's hair.

"Hey, don't fuck with my hair just because yours is always messy." He pushed Jake away and raked his fingers through his hair in an attempt to fix it.

"Oh, I'm messy, huh?" He grabbed at Dylan's sides, clawing away at his ribs. "You gonna call me messy?" Dylan, laughing uncontrollably, grabbed Jake's wrists, attempting to escape from the tickle attack.

The brothers continued to horse around all the way to the car and Dylan was eating it up. Years ago, when Jake would tease Dyl, the little boy loved the attention so much. As time passed and they both grew up, they had lost that sense of foolishness. But of course, they were no longer shy about touching one another.

Just as when they were kids, Jake was still easily able to pick up his little brother without effort. He slung Dylan over his shoulder, carrying his laughing sibling through the parking lot.

They settled down, Dylan again attempting to straighten out his hair and clothes, and got into the car. He basked in the wonder and delight of Jake's company. He had always treasured his time with his big bro, but now there was so much more. The teenager was jubilant over this budding new turn in their relationship.

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They stopped at a restaurant, and played footsie under the table. Afterward, the pair decided to see a movie. After picking up the tickets, Jake headed off to the bathroom and sent his brother to get some seats.

Dylan felt so silly. He had been fucked by his own big brother twice today. Now they were out to dinner and a movie as if on a date. Jake seemed to be having a good time. As weird as it was, Dylan wanted it to last forever.

From his seat near the back of the theatre, he saw Jake enter and waved him down. When the lights went down, Jake casually draped his arm around his little brother's shoulders and Dylan snuggled up to him.

The movie wasn't keeping Dylan's attention, engrossed as he was with his big bro's comforting presence. Jake brushed Dyl's hair from his forehead and started kissing him there. Dylan turned his face upward, and Jake went right to it. Their mouths connected, and Jake's large tongue dragged across his brother's.

Dylan placed a hand on Jake's firm chest while Jake's grip moved up his kid brother's slim thigh. Dylan's shorts felt tight as his arousal grew. His own hand dropped to Jake's lap. But instead of fabric, his fingers moved across the soft, hot surface of something very hard. He looked down between Jake's thighs to see that big bro had already taken out his cock.

"Wanna give it a suck?" he asked. "Don't worry," he said. I washed it in the bathroom."

"Wha--? Here? Did anyone see you?!" Jake was too impulsive, and his cocky attitude was prone to cause some difficulties.

"Stop freaking out, dude," Jake sighed, moving his hand to Dylan's tented crotch.

Dylan realized he didn't have much room to complain after bringing big bro to the library to fuck. He easily capitulated, especially with Jake's hand squeezing his stiff dong.

Dylan closed his fingers around the object of his desire. Holding that hot, fat pole in his hand, staring down at it, barely visible in the dim light, Dylan was helpless. Right there in the theater, he leaned over his brother's lap and closed his mouth around Jake's stiff cock.

He sucked on Jake's big thing, tasting fails traces of soap. He took the fuzzy nuts into one hand while using his other to jerk the base of his bro's cock. As if a new program had taken over his mind, Dylan forgot about the movie and the cute cuddling, and devoted himself to drilling that fat tool into his throat.

He slipped off of his seat, down to the sticky floor between Jake's legs. He worshipped his big brother's towering rod for the second time that day. Or was it the third?

Jake's hands stroked Dylan's hair as the teen sucked and kissed along the length of his unit, down to his balls, back up to the fat, leaky knob.

Lights and sounds from the forgotten movie flickered at the edges of Dylan's consciousness as he filled his mouth with his brother's cock. The mushroom passed along his tongue, pushing at Dylan's throat. The boy swallowed, his muscles squeezing around Jake's cock-head.

The boy hooked his fingers into the waistband of his shorts, shoving them down, along with his underwear. He was hard as a rock, just from sucking his brother's cock.

He tugged at big bro's balls while working his tight throat around the incredible thickness. With a hand over his mouth, Jake swallowed his moans as his kid bro swallowed his cock.

Jake's nuts tightened and his big dick swelled and flexed inside Dylan's mouth. Jake's hand pushed down on Dyl's head as his hips thrust up. Dylan was beyond his gag point, willingly accepting the full length of Jake's cock into him. The dense pubes scratched at the young guy's pretty face, his chin jammed into Jake's balls. The bigger man jerked as his cock spilled into the teenager's throat.

Dylan himself started spraying his load all over, adding to the candy-and-soda detritus that already caked the floor. He groaned, but the noise was smothered by the spurting pole in his mouth. Dylan swallowed down with mighty gulps, trying not to let any of that precious juice slip away. Nevertheless, streaks of man-seed pooled around Jake's bush.

Pulling his mouth slowly off of the huge flesh-spear, Dylan felt a void left behind. He drew in a sharp series of breaths and slurped at some of the ropey goo connecting his lips to Jake's cock.

Jake leaned forward, holding his little bro's face as his tongue invaded the teen's mouth. Jake swept over Dyl's tongue, tasting his own cum from his brother's mouth.

Clumsily clambering back into his seat, Dylan pulled his shorts and undies up. He smiled tiredly up at Jake, who stared at his cute little brother with intensity. A broad thumb brushed at the corner of Dylan's lips.

"Missed a spot," Jake said, bringing his thumb to his own mouth.

Dylan thought he might bust another load in his shorts, just watching his brother smile at him. He'd never had such an intense, concentrated streak of horniness before that day. He was ready to go again immediately, but he didn't want to walk out of this theater with a cum-soaked splotch on his shorts.

Jake, in his post-orgasmic haze, sat back and dozed off. The younger brother took Jake's hand in his own, interlacing their fingers. Caught up in his thoughts, Dylan paid little attention to the movie passing them by.

He loved Jake. There was no doubt about that. They were brothers. Dylan grew up under his kindhearted protection. He would forever be grateful for this familial bond.

Paradoxically, they were also lovers. Dylan adored Jake's physicality, tall and strong, and the slab of cock between his legs. The way it filled him up. Jake's hands on his teen body...

But was there more than that? Jake had come all this way just to see him, to spend time with him, taking him out to dinner and a movie. But also to possess him. To dominate his smaller form. And Dylan was eager to turn himself over to this ravenous beast.

Dylan had started this, his insatiable lust driving him to seek gratification with his own brother's unconscious body. Consequently, he has discovered that his passions were matched by Jake's. Perhaps outmatched.

Jake roused as the credits rolled. He noticed his hand being held, and smiled at Dylan, squeezing warmly. Yes, Dylan thought, he really did love his brother. But he couldn't hope to qualify that love. He didn't possess the means to define this burgeoning change in their relationship. He only knew that he liked it. He wanted it. He wanted Jake.

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On the way out of the theater, Dylan checked his phone and found a text from his roommate. As he read, a jolt of excitement coursed through him.

"Adrien says he finished his paper and went out to celebrate. Says he'll be out all night and not to expect him back until tomorrow!"

He jumped up on Jake, who was forced to catch him.

"We can go back to my room and have it all to ourselves!" Dylan shouted. The older dude held his brother tightly and swung him around in circles as they both laughed.

They rushed off to Jake's car and drove towards school. The day had been exhilarating thus far, and they had managed some truly astounding moments. But actually getting some private time together was a dream come true.

"Thanks for coming to visit," Dylan said.

"No sweat, Dyl," Jake said, yanking the teen into an aggressively tight side-hug as he drove. "Anything for little bro!"

Dylan laughed and pushed away from Jake's jocular squeeze. He looked up at his brother. "I'm serious. This has been, well, I guess bizarre, but... I really like it."

Jake was thoughtful for a second before replying, "I don't think I ever woulda figured out this part of myself if it weren't for you. I guess I needed to know if it was really as good as I thought. I mean, I was mostly asleep after all." He gave Dylan a glance and a smirk.

"I said I was sorry!" the teen pleaded. On this day of Jake's visit, the events of that fateful evening flooded back to his mind, not the first time, nor the last.

"Chill," Jake said with a chuckle and a friendly pat on Dylan's thigh. "I'm just sayin'. Being with you, all that stuff you did to me on the couch that night... well, the little parts I could remember, anyway. Something broke inside me.

"I couldn't stop thinking about you riding my dick. Askin' myself why you'd wanna do that to your own brother. I was freaked out, but... that was the hardest I ever came. The best sex of my life was with by own little bro."

Dylan listened with interest. Jake had always been caring, but he wasn't exactly mature. He was the type to make a joke to deflect from serious conversations. So, Dylan was glad to hear his brother opening up like this. And he had to admit to feeling a little pride at Jake's confession. Did he really make Jake feel that good? A fluttering warmth blossomed inside him.

"The next thing I know, you're off to college and I'm left holding my own dick. I needed to see you again, Dyl. I wanted to feel that way again. I wanted to kiss you and touch you and, well... you know."

"And... did it turn out like you hoped?" Dylan asked nervously. It should have been abundantly clear, based on the day's "activities," but there was always room in Dylan's mind for self-doubt.

"Better than I could have imagined. No one better than you, Dyl. You're the world's greatest baby brother with the world's greatest ass." His big hand slipped up Dylan's inner thigh, into his shorts, and down between his leg and his pouch. He grabbed a handful of Dyl's intimate groin area.

Dylan chuckled weakly at his brother's farcical comment, but he was far more occupied with Jake's hand up his shorts. He spread him legs, giving Jake clear access, savoring his brother's appreciation.

"I don't wanna give you up for anything in the world," Jake said, squeezing Dylan's thigh. "I mean, as long as you still want me..."

"Fuck, Jake," Dylan practically moaned. He sank back into his seat, letting the stupor overcome him. "I want you for the rest of my life..."

Jake massaged Dyl's leg for the whole of the car ride, both brothers more than content with the very personal contact, and both with obscenely protruding bulges.

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Once back in Dylan's dorm room, Jake flopped himself onto the teenager's bed. Dylan cuddled up, resting his head on Jake's chest while Jake's arm held his close.

"I have to admit..." Dylan started with a taint of reluctance. "It's hard for me to stay sorry about what I did to you that night, now that I know the consequences. Seems like I kinda robbed a bank and got to keep all the money." He moved his hand over the top of Jake's shirt, feeling his older brother's lean, sturdy core, claiming it as his own.

Jake moved his lips to Dylan's, pressing himself together with his little brother. He broke away, pausing. "... I'm the one who should be apologizing," Jake said. "I've been a shit brother."

"What?" Dylan tensed up in shock. "No!" He shifted to look at Jake.

"I'm a fucking mess, dude. I should have set a better example for you." He held Dyl firmly, stroking his hair. "You're here at college, building your life, and I'm just spinning my wheels, still living with Mom and Dad."

"C'mon, Jake," Dylan objected. "You're doing okay."

Jake laughed. "Let's be serious, Dyl. I haven't held down a job for more than a year. I need to get myself right." He looked into Dylan's eyes. "I'm gonna stop drinking," he announced.

"Seriously?" the teen asked, sitting up.

"Yeah," he said. "I wanna get myself straightened out."

A confusing jumble of emotions surged through Dylan. He was elated that his big brother was beginning to feel responsibility for himself. Jake could be looking at a bright future. Much brighter than his current grim path.

But Dylan was also worried. Did Jake's epiphany signify the end to their budding affair? Of course, as brothers, they shouldn't be having sex, but Dylan valued that connection so much. And then guilt washed over him. How selfish, Dylan thought. This was an important change for the wayward man.

Dylan's face was a clear projection of his troubling thoughts, an obvious signal to his older brother.

"Hey," Jake said, clasping Dylan's arm. "Hey, kiddo. Me putting myself together doesn't mean giving up on this." He squeezed lovingly, gazing into Dylan's emotional eyes. "You're the reason I wanna change. I don't know what this is between us, but I meant what I said in the car. I'm not just gonna throw it away."

Jake propped himself up on one elbow and hooked a hand around Dylan's neck. He pulled his little brother into another kiss. Dylan's hands gripped at Jake's shirt. They opened their mouths and tongues merged.

Then Jake lay back and Dylan lay on top of his brother, kissing, moving his hands along Jake's firm body. The older brother's large hands slipped down Dylan's back and cupped his butt. Dylan felt up Jake's member through his shorts as Jake started rocking his hips. Dylan humped himself into his brother, the energy between them growing more intense.

"I'm not giving this up," Jake spoke hotly, his lips still brushing on Dylan's. "Not after I just found it."

Dylan's breath came quicker, little squeaks darting from his throat. Jake held him so tightly, squeezing his little ass, grinding their bodies together. Perspiration dotted the younger guy's brow. Jake's tongue tantalizingly entered little bro's mouth. Dylan was so hard, so horny, and big bro was so fucking hot...

"Uu-u-uuh!" Dylan groaned, his whole body tight, then relaxed. His breath released into Jake's mouth as he collapsed into his brother's embrace.

Jake looked down at Dylan, confused for a moment. Seeing Dylan's flushed expression, the corner of his mouth curled up.

"Did you just... cum in your shorts?" Jake asked with a big grin.

"Nnnnn," Dylan uttered, turning away in embarrassment.

"I guess you were still pretty horny from the car." Jake brushed Dylan's hair with his hand and turned his pretty face towards him. He pecked a kiss on Dylan's red cheek, then on his deep pink lips.

"I think it's fuckin' hot that you came just from making out." He nipped fondly at the teen's face, holding his head in his strong hands, thumbs stroking the traces of blush. His sympathetic eyes gazed into Dylan's. "You all right?"

The teenager was a furnace. He was burning with the fiery heat of his arousal and orgasm, then the flame of self-consciousness, followed by the warm blanket of his brother's tender affection. And back to arousal. Too hot...

"Jake..." Dylan spoke softly. "Take... take my clothes off," he begged.

Jake's eyes sparkled at the request. He wasted no time tearing off Dylan's T-shirt. He propped Dylan up on his lap and opened his fly. Then, holding him tight, spun them around so Dylan was on his back and Jake was on top. Closing his mouth around Dylan's, he slithered his hand along the teen's flat tummy into his shorts. Fingers closed around the kid's stiff dick through his wet undies.

Breaking the kiss, he said, "Damn, you never go down, do you?" He squeezed his brother's package.

"Nnn," Dylan whimpered. "You're one to talk," Dylan managed to retort. He reached between Jake's legs and tightly grabbed at the big dick through the fabric.

Jake laughed and sat up straight. Lifting his brother's legs up, he yanked off the boy's shorts and undies and fell back to his elbows and knees. He buried his face in the teen's neck, pecking at his skin.

Dylan stretched his arms out and worked Jake's shorts down over his butt and bunched his shirt up under his chin. He groped at his brother's manly chest while clutching his cock-bulge.

Jake growled into Dylan's shoulder. He jabbed his thumbs into his own undies and shucked them down, lifting one knee, then the other, and tossing his shorts and trunks onto the floor. Off with his shirt and then he was as naked as Dylan.

The smaller guy could hardly handle it, Jake's masculine form imposing over his own slim little self. He took Jake's fat cock into his hand, trembling as he held the thing. He was amazed at its beauty and size. His hand softly gripped the thick pole, reverently stroking its length.

"Roll over," he exhaled heavily. Ever happy to comply, Jake again took Dylan in his arms, holding their nakedness close together, and flipping them around.

Dylan sat up on Jake's thighs, staring down at them both. His slender frame rose over Jake's strapping body. The teen remembered this view, from weeks ago, when Jake was passed out drunk on their couch at home. Only now, the big dummy was fully aware and enthusiastically participating.

His cock was long and stiff, lined with bulging veins. Dylan's fingers played over its surface, toying with the big baton, tracing the ridge of his cock-head and thumbing the thick streak that ran along the underside.

"You really still hungry for Junior, huh?" Jake asked, observing his little brother's adoration.

"Yeah," Dylan said quietly, studying the hefty piece carefully. "But he's not so 'junior.'" Closing one fist around the base and another just above the first, there were still inches sticking out from his grasp. Jake was blessed.

Dylan unconsciously drew his tongue over his bottom lip as he stared at the fat bulb. He shifted backward on Jake's legs and folded himself forward. Opening up, he dropped his mouth over the spongey cap.

He dragged is tongue around the rim of Jake's glans as he sucked, pulling out a long groan from the bigger guy. Dylan slipped his lips down the shaft to meet his fist. Then he moved his mouth and his gripping hands up and down on the monolithic pole. His own teen bone bobbed between his thighs energetically as he sucked off his big bro's tool. Getting to play with Jake's cock was a religious experience; the teenager was compelled to worship at the altar of cock, and enjoyed the resulting sublime euphoria.

Dylan's mouth moved off of the top of Jake's dick, slipping his lips to the side. He kissed and mouthed down to the base, his face partially hidden in Jake's pubes. Lifting his bro's balls, he circled his tongue around each. One at a time, he sucked them into his mouth while holding that hard hunk of cock in his small hand.

Jake's prick oozed gallons of pre-cum, dribbling down his shaft, over Dylan's hand, and pooling in his bush. The younger guy looked up at his bro's agitated body as he mouthed on his hairy nuts, absorbing the entrancing sight.

Jake held Dylan's head and respired with deliberation, trying to control himself. "Shit, dude," he sighed. "Who taught you how to suck cock, anyway? You're God tier, kid!" When Dylan slurped his mouth over Jake's cock again, the older bro's breath became quicker and his moans were more intense.

Reaching his limit, Jake grabbed under Dylan's arms and pulled the little guy up into a tight hug. Their mouths connected while they humped their bodies together. This was absolute heaven for Dylan. His big bro was such a hunk. Dylan's head spun as his big bro's nakedness pressed into him. Jake gripped his brother's slender back while diving his tongue into his mouth. Their chests and stomachs writhed, their hard cocks rubbed on each other, and their legs entwined. The sexual energy sparked in the tight space between their bodies.

"You're so hot," Jake breathed, his voice heavy with lust. The obvious attraction that Jake had for his younger brother made Dylan swoon. Jake was the object of his obsession, and he never expected full reciprocation. But the big, sexy dope clearly possessed a corresponding fierce interest. Dylan was ecstatic under his older brother's libidinous advances.

Jake had Dylan get up on top of him, kneeling over his chest. He moved his hands all over the kid's sexy little body before propping himself up on his elbows.

Jake licking Dylan's cock clean, washing away the remnants of his earlier orgasms. Even so soon after his recent explosion in his shorts, Dylan's cock was seeping pre-cum. Jake took the thing into his mouth and sucked up and down. Although not at big as Jake, Dylan's hard cock was still a mouthful. Jake's hands explored Dylan's naked skinniness as he mouthed his big teen dick.

Dylan huffed, his fingers combing through Jake's messy hair. He held tight, more for support than anything, as big bro demonstrated his lustful devotion. Heat rose through Dylan's groin and he pulled away.

Short of breath, he said, "Woah..." He scooted back, smiling. "That was awesome. You almost had me cumming again."

"That's kinda the point," Jake said, running a hand up Dylan's taut frontside, from his fuzzy little bush, up his flat tummy, tight midsection, and firm chest. His splayed fingers almost covered the full width of Dylan's smaller chest. The size difference between the brothers was noticeable, and fed into the desires they each held for one another.

"Well, yeah, but..." Dylan said bashfully. He slipped himself backward, until he was straddled his brother's hips. "I was hoping..."

Jake flashed an evil grin and grabbed his bro's waist. He pushed himself upward, his stiff bone poking at Dylan's buns.

"Damn, you're a greedy boy. You wanna ride my dick again?"

"Mmm hmm," Dylan hummed, running his hands down Jake's long, lean torso. He knew that those strong muscles were asking for a workout.

Jake spat into his palm and rubbed it into his cock. He has Dylan suck on his fingers, so that the slick digits could open up his little hole. Dylan's teen cock bounced in the air between their bodies as Jake fingered his little brother's ass.

Big bro then lined himself up, pressing his bulb at that tiny bud between Dylan's cheeks. "Ready?" he asked.

"Yeah," Dylan said, eyes unfocused, already lost at the prospect of taking that huge unit into himself.

Jake lifted his butt, mashing his cock-head at Dylan's hole. Dylan willed himself to relax. "Ahhh!" he shouted as his brother's big knob pierced his anal ring. "Unnnnhhh..." he groaned as the big tool drilled deeper, stretching him open.

The hot, tight squeeze of Dylan's hole engulfed Jake's thickness and the older brother moaned, "I'll never get tired of this ass." He held onto Dylan's waist, driving the boy down onto his cock.

Dylan fell himself being spread open around Jake's big member. His eyes fluttered and breath caught in his throat as Jake's groin pressed tight to his little butt. The whole damn thing was shoved up his over-stretched hole.

The teen clutched desperately at Jake's body as the older brother pumped up into him. They were fucking face-to-face, both conscious, for the first time. Dylan let his upper body fall forward, his mouth catching Jake's. Jake bent his knees, keeping himself speared into Dylan's tunnel.

They kissed wildly as Jake fucked his brother. Dylan's stiff boner seeped pre-cum onto Jake's flexed stomach. Without a care for their surroundings, their bodied collided in loud, rhythmic clapping, and they moaned and groaned into each other's receptive mouths.

"Ffff-uuuu-uuck," Jake uttered. "God-damn-it, you're so fuckin' hot, Dyl." Jake pulled Dylan up off of his cock and slipped out from under him. He moved behind him, pushing the teenager face down onto the bed. He pulled his little brother's hips up and shoved his cock back inside. He bucked wildly into the smaller guy, ravenously jamming his big cock into Dylan's tight space. Dylan squealed under the assault, his own teen bone rock-hard and drooling pre-cum.

Through the haze of sexual excitement, Dylan wondered about the monster he had unleashed. Jake was losing control, letting his lust take over as he dominated his kid brother. The energy was contagious; Dylan was nearly lost in the sensual, taboo connection.

Jake was an animal, his hand clamped on the back of Dylan's neck, pushing him into the bed as he hammered away at his ass, his steel post ruining little Dylan's hole. That hot, thick meat roughly rubbed at his insides and his pillow absorbed Dylan's guttural groans.

"Uh-uu-oo-g-god! Oh fu-uck!" Dylan stuttered as the big tool plunged into him, filling up his tightly gripping tunnel. Jake felt so astoundingly big inside him as big bro used his stiff rod to bash at the boy's prostate. Dylan's teen cock throbbed with the lustful sensations.

"Aaa-aah! Shit! Holy fu-ck!" Without touching himself, Dylan's cock began to spew its load. Long, white strands of cum ejected from his wildly twitching dick as he moaned into the pillow.

"Yeah, baby! Cum for me! Cum with your brother's cock up your ass! Fuck yeah! Oooh, fuuuuck!" Jake violently bucked his cock into Dylan, slamming his hips into the younger guy's butt. With sweat dripping down onto the kid's narrow back, he shoved his long, thick pole deep into Dylan, growling as he left his third deposit of the day straight up his little bro's ass.

Jake humped himself in Dylan's hole, his balls pumping man-goo through his cock and into the teenager. Dylan's boner drooled a thick rope of spunk onto his bedsheets while big brother finished inside him.

They were both panting, sweat-matted hair all mussed, skin red and burning. Jake fell forward and rolled to his side. They moved into a spoon, Jake's larger form cradling his little brother tightly. Dylan, exhausted, wiggled his little butt back at Jake's slimy cock. Jake's arms encircled him.

"I love you, bro," Jake mumbled. Dylan's heart filled with contentment. In a moment of uncontrollable hunger, Dylan had taken his brother. Jake had then sought out his revenge. And finally, they joined together in a depraved, glorious union, like nothing Dylan could have anticipated. All his dreams had been surpassed.

The lust-mad teenager wasn't just playing with fire. He had willingly leapt headlong into the volcano. They were well past the point of no return. At least for one moment, the brothers were joined into one being, body and soul. Wrapped up in Jake's comforting embrace, Dylan was gratified. His dick pulsed, awaiting their next forbidden bodily exchange.

But that would wait. For now, sleep...