My Brother's Keeper

Author's Note: All characters are above the age of eighteen.

CWs/Tags: incest, brothers, nonconsent, reluctance, FtM, transman, gay, squirting, choking, physical restraint, masturbation, blowjob, squirting

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Officer Jakob Mathews slowed down and pulled into the small gas station on the outskirts of the town. The rust heap was still selling the cheapest gas around. He smirked as he saw a familiar gray car parked at one of the pumps. Getting out of the patrol car, Jakob put the pump in the tank and then began to walk around the gray car. It was old but in decent condition with the exception of the reek of cigarettes. There was a can in the cup holder that had clearly been used as an ashtray and a few bags of groceries in the back seat.

"Can I help you, officer?" Axle Fairview asked as he left the small gas station store.

"Oh, just wondering if your brother was around." Jakob said, casually hooking his thumbs on his belt as he looked at Axle.

Axle rolled his eyes. "Harrison is at home. You should know."

Jakob nodded slowly. "Make sure it stays that way."

"Are we done here?" Axle said, moving past the officer to open the car door.

"We're done. For now." Jakob said and gave Axle a smarmy grin.

Rolling his eyes, Axle got into his car and dropped the bag of drinks in his passenger side seat before turning the radio up and pulling out of the parking lot slower than he wanted to since Jakob was watching. He drove with the windows down and the music blaring but stared silently at the road. Only after Axle turned down the long gravel drive to his house, did he finally relax.

"Hey, Harry, get the dog so I can bring the groceries in" Axle called out as he opened the kitchen door before petting the large speckled mut on the head. He set the drinks and snacks from the gas station on the kitchen counter and listened for a moment. He heard nothing. Then, he called out again. "Harrison!"

Still, no answer.

Rolling his eyes, Axle kicked off his shoes and headed upstairs to figure out why Harrison wasn't responding. He had to be home. There was no way he'd risk breaking his probation by leaving the house. As Axle passed his bedroom, he stopped. Harrison's door was open but his was closed. A soft rhythmic noise came from behind the closed door. Axle swallowed hard before opening the door.

Harrison stilled as soon as he heard the door open. Then, he looked up at his younger brother with a guilty look on his face. In one hand was the pair of red boxers Axle had slept in. He had also masturbated in them. Harrison's thumb was pressed directly on that wet spot. In his other hand was his cock. It was long and girthy and a drop of precum was beaded on the tip and slowly beginning to slide down the head. Axle couldn't help but stare at it. He was frozen in place after catching his big brother masturbating.

Staring at Axle, Harrison could see the pink blushing of his cheeks and couldn't help but focus on the way his lips were parted in a silent gasp. Harrison watched Axle's face as he slowly moved his hand up and down on his cock as his thumb moved in circles on the damp spot in Axle's used boxers. Axle's jaw dropped open fully as he stared at his brother.

Harrison groaned. "Do you like watching?"

"I-I..." Axle stumbled for words. "What are you doing?"

"What do you think?" Harrison asked, leaning back a little so Axle could see every stroke. "I'm jerking off."

"In my bedroom." Axle said, still not believing what he was seeing.

"Yeah." Harrison grinned. "And you're watching me."

"Why do you have those?" Axle asked, nodding to the boxers in Harrison's hand.

"Why?" Harrison's grin only widened before, to Axle's horror, he lifted them to his face and breathed in their scent. Then, he licked the spot he had been rubbing before closing his eyes and groaning again. "They smell good... and taste even better."

Axle's brain short circuited. He didn't know what to say or what he even could say. "W-whatever. Just finish up and then come help me with groceries!"

Slamming the door behind him, Axle stormed down the stairs to find the dog and then put him in his crate. He tried hard to push the mental image of Harrison jerking off to his used underwear out of his mind but, no matter how Axle tried, it lingered. By the time he was bringing in the first load of groceries, Harrison had appeared downstairs. He didn't say anything as he began to unpack the groceries and put them away. Axle could almost convince himself it was just a weird daydream and that it hadn't happened. Almost.

The rest of the night, even through dinner, Axle had been awkward and clumsy. He almost spilled his drink twice and then excused himself upstairs directly after dinner. When Axle finally entered his room, he couldn't help but stare at the place where Harrison had sat jerking off to him. There was no other explanation as to why Harrison would have been holding his underwear in his room and then continuing to jerk off while he watched. Axle's face flushed pink again as he thought of it. Then, Axle saw something. Biting his lip, Axle locked his bedroom door and moved to his bed.

"What the..." Axle stared down at the pair of boxers Harrison had jerked off to and right on the crotch was a thick clump of cum. Axle shuddered. "You really feel no shame, do you?"

Harrison had always been a cocky bastard. That was how he had gotten into trouble with the law and ended up on house arrest. The dumbass had been driving drunk and Axle was the one who had to bail him out. Even now, as Harrison could only find part-time remote work, Axle was supporting them both. Somehow whenever Harrison got to be stir-crazy it was always Axle who ended up cleaning up the mess. Just like now.

Axle picked up the underwear and tossed them in the dirty clothes hamper. He sat down on his bed and thought about it. Harrison had wanted him to see. He had intentionally cum in Axle's underwear then left them on his bed. Harrison had sat right there and jerked off into Axle's underwear while thinking about him. It sent a strange shiver of pleasure down to his cunt which clenched. Biting his lip, Axle looked toward the door. It was shut, locked, and Harrison was likely in the basement which had been converted to an at-home gym since Harrison's house arrest. He would be listening to music and wouldn't hear Axle if he was quiet.

Axle stood just long enough to strip out of his shirt and pants before laying back on the bed. He closed his eyes and let his mind wander back to that fresh memory. Harrison's cock had been so long and thick. Axle slipped his hand into his dark blue boxers and began to slowly rub around his slick hole. He pressed one finger inside of himself and felt his inner walls grip the digit. It was nowhere near the size of Harrison's cock.

Breathing heavily now, Axle began to thrust his finger in and out of his tight channel, slicking it further, before pulling it out and rubbing around the outer edge of his hole. He then moved a second finger into position before pushing it inside of himself with the other. Axle gasped out and then whined as he pushed his fingers in up to the second knuckle where he was met with resistance. He moaned as he began to pump his fingers in and out of himself with a rapid rhythm. Meanwhile, his other hand had fallen on his chest and began to tweak his small nipples.

More. Axle needed more. Deeper. Someone against him. Someone on top of him. He whined out in frustration before curling his fingers up against his g-spot and then groaning. It felt good, but it wasn't satisfying him. Abandoning his current plan, Axle moved his hand up to his t-dick and began to rub it in rapid little circles before jerking it between two fingers. He was doing just what Harrison had done just a couple hours before on this exact spot. Axle moaned as he caught the edge of an orgasm and rapidly rose toward its peak. Then, as if on cue, he remembered Harrison licking his underwear. He had said that it tasted good. Axle came. His hips jerked and he gasped out as his cunt clenched on nothing.

Even as he came down from the high of his orgasm, Axle couldn't help but still feel empty in a way that caught him off-guard. He wanted more but his fingers ached and he knew that if he tried to cum again, it would likely only result in frustration. He needed more than just an orgasm. Axle needed fucked. He groaned. Then, he sat up and looked down at his boxers which had a shamefully large wet spot right in the middle of the crotch. Biting his lip, Axle had a terribly dirty thought.

Standing, Axle stripped off the boxers and then wiped his slick fingers on the already damp material. He grabbed a fresh pair and got dressed for bed before cracking his door and looking around the upstairs hallway. Nothing. He crept toward Harrison's door which was still open. The room was empty and Axle glanced behind him quickly before darting inside and dropping the used pair of boxers right in the middle of the bed. Before he could back out of the plan, Axle hurried to the bathroom to take care of his nightly routine before Harrison found his surprise. After that, Axle had fallen asleep unusually quickly with a sense of satisfaction leaving a smile on his face.

Axle stirred in his sleep. He felt chilly. Absent-mindedly reaching for the covers, Axle's hands grasped at nothing and only slid over the cool fitted sheet. He opened his eyes and tried to sit up but was pushed back down with a hand over his eyes. He gasped out then began to struggle. Another firm hand collected his flailing arms by the wrists and held him steady before a heavy body covered his own.

"What the fuck? Harrison!" Axle screamed for his brother, but somewhere deep inside he already knew where he was.

"Shh." Harrison said as he straddled Axles waist. "I'm right here."

Axle whimpered. He couldn't help it. This was not what he had wanted to happen when he had left those underwear in Harrison's room. "W-what the hell are you doing?"

Harrison ignored his question. "You thought you were real cheeky, didn't you?"

Axle frowned.

"Don't pout. What did you expect to happen?" Harrison chuckled.

"Not this!" Axle said.

"Well, too bad." Harrison shrugged. Then, he squeezed Axle's wrists hard enough to make him wince."Now, are you going to be a good boy and sit still, or are you going to make me tie you up?"

"What are you going to do?" Axle asked, a tremble in his voice.

"I'm just going to do the same thing I did earlier. Only closer." Harrison said.

Axle swallowed hard. He knew exactly what Harrison meant; he was going to jerk off over him. Axle bit his lip and Harrison let out a small groan. "Fine, just get it over with."

"Good boy." Harrison purred as he let go of Axle's wrists. "Hands above your head."

Axle slowly moved his hands up above his head and rested them on the pillow as Harrison scooted even closer. Axle could feel the heat of him as he straddled his chest. Then, he felt something wet against his bottom lip. Without thinking, Axle's tongue darted out to lick it. Hot soft skin met his tongue and a salty bittersweet flavor spread throughout his mouth as Harrison groaned. Axle felt heat rise up all over his body as he realized what he'd just done; he had licked Harrison's cock.

"I didn't ask for that, but I appreciate your enthusiasm." Harrison chuckled.

"Fuck you." Axle muttered.

"Just lay back and enjoy." Harrison said softly.

A rhythmic slapping sound began to fill the room as Harrison jerked off over his younger brother. Axle couldn't help but focus on his other senses with his eyes covered. He could smell Harrison's body wash and musk. The taste of his precum still lingered on Axle's tongue. He could feel the heat of Harrison and the jostling of their bodies as he jerked off over Axle. The sound of Harrison's heavy breathing and the slap of skin against skin was filling Axle's ears. He pressed his thighs together and tried to not think about the incessant needy tingle in his pussy.

"You're enjoying this." Harrison said, his voice husky. "Open your mouth."

"Wha-" Axle opened his mouth to ask what Harrison wanted to do with his mouth, but was interrupted by the head of Harrison's cock pressing into his mouth as he spoke.

Harrison groaned as he fed Axle his cock. Axle didn't know what to do. The head of Harrison's cock was now pumping into his mouth with short little thrusts. Even having this much inside his mouth made Axle's jaw feel stretched all the way open. Axle pressed his tongue to the base of Harrison's cock and then sucked softly, testingly.

"Just like that. Good boy." Harrison said, moaning softly as he sank his cock in deeper.

Axle again pressed his thighs together. This time it was to stimulate his throbbing t-dick. Harrison was now face fucking him and he was loving it. He gripped the pillow and tipped his head back so that Harrison could get deeper. Harrison groaned in appreciation. His free hand pressed down on the pillow beside Axle's head as he pressed his cock so far into Axle's watering mouth that he struggled to swallow the spit. He swallowed hard and Harrison moaned.

"Fuck. I never want to stop fucking your mouth." Harrison said.

Axle's cunt clenched again and he didn't know what to do with his body pinned as it was but he wanted to touch himself. He needed to touch himself but he couldn't. Harrison only continued to fuck into his mouth over and over again. Then, the steady rhythmic pumps began to speed up before becoming erratic. Axle knew what was about to happen. He flattened his tongue and began to swallow even before the first spurt of cum hit the back of his throat. Harrison's cock pulsed against his tongue and Axle couldn't help but think about what it would feel like in a different hole.

"Fuck." Harrison said as he took a shuddering breath and withdrew from Axle's mouth. Axle silently laid beneath Harrison for a moment before he felt his weight shift on the bed. Rather than leave it completely, Harrison now knelt beside Axle. "Shit. You're wet."

Axle squeezed his thighs together and tried to roll away, but Harrison only pinned him by the hip. Axle whined. "Harrison, stop."

"Shh... I want to help." Harrison said as he licked his lips and moved his hand down Axle's hip toward his cunt.

"D-don't" Axle said but his brother's hand moved down to where he was wetter than he'd ever been in his life. "Oh fuck."

Harrison chuckled as rubbed over his pussy then gently slid a finger over Axle's hard t-dick. Axle inhaled sharply as his hips involuntarily bucked toward the sensation. Then Harrison slid his fingers lower to his front hole where a wet squelch broke through their heavy breathing as Harrison thrust his finger all the way inside of Axle. Biting down hard on his lip, Axle stifled a moan. His entire body felt tense as his insides clamped down on Harrison's finger. Axle couldn't stop himself from grinding down on his hand.

"Fuck you're tight." Harrison said, panting slightly. Axle whined in response to him sliding his finger out and then back inside. His thighs trembled from just this. "And so sensitive too."

"Shut up." Axle said sulkily.

Harrison chuckled and continued to slowly thrust his finger in and out of his younger brother. Axle had known Harrison's hands were larger than his own, but he was surprised at how different this felt to just masturbating or the clumsy boyfriend he'd had in college. It felt like Harrison was savoring the way his body moved and felt. Then, Axle gasped out as another finger was slowly pushed into him.

"H-Harrison, it won't fit." Axle groaned as he felt himself stretched to his limit.

"Shh. Yes, it will." Harrison said.

Axle tensed. Then, he felt Harrison shift so he was now between his legs. "Wait! Harrison-"

Before Axle could say anything else, Harrison covered his lips with his own in a searing kiss that made Axle's thighs tense against Harrison's hips. Still, Harrison kept Axle's eyes covered as they kissed and he continued to finger him. Eventually, Axle felt Harrison's fingers sink all the way inside of him. He moaned into the kiss and felt Harrison's fingers leave him and be replaced by a thick cockhead that pressed at his entrance.

"Mm-Wait!" Axle gasped.

"Fuck. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry." Harrison said as he again caught Axle's lips with his own.

Harrison slowly thrust his hips forward despite Axle's squeals of protest. If he hadn't been so wet, Harrison wouldn't have attempted to fuck him. Slowly, Harrison felt his head pop inside of his little brother and groaned. He had imagined this a thousand times and yet nothing could have prepared him for the feeling of Axle's tight insides squeezing his dick.

Axle didn't know when his hands got to Harrison's shoulders, only that now his nails were digging into Harrison's back as he slowly rocked into him with little thrusts. He had never been stretched so much in his life and he moaned lowly at the incessant stretch that only made him wetter. Then, as Axle felt his brother's cock bottom out inside of him, Harrison's mouth then trailed across his jaw to his ear.

"You feel so good." Harrison said into Axle's ear, his voice husky.

"Sh-shut up!" Axle gasped as Harrison ground down against him.

Harrison laughed and then withdrew from Axle nearly completely before beginning a slow rhythm of thrusts. It was maddening for Axle who felt like he could feel every millimeter of shifting skin against skin. It was like Harrison was trying to savor every moment. Then, he shifted position and lifted one of Axle's legs up onto his shoulder and began deep thrusts that made Axle moan out.

"You're such a sour patch kid. You try to be mean but you're so so sweet." Harrison said, again bottoming out in Axle who gasped and tensed his fingers so his nails bit into his brother's shoulders. "When will you start being sweet all the time?"

"You're a-" Axle gasped again as Harrison thrust deep into him. "Asshole."

Harrison laughed then, nearly bending Axle in half, he leaned down and kissed Axle. Despite all Axle's resistance, he wrapped his arms around Harrison and held him close. He could feel Harrison's smile as they kissed. It felt so good that Axle didn't want it to ever stop. He didn't care if he never came so long as he could stay in this moment with his brother.

Harrison began to speed up his thrusts and Axle couldn't help but moan into the kiss which only seemed to drive Harrison to fuck him harder. His orgasm came on suddenly and strongly. He wasn't expecting the fast rise that made his breath hitch in his throat before his belly and thighs tensed and he came on his brother's cock. Harrison slowed for a moment to savor the feeling before going back to the same intense pumps as before.

"Good boy." Harrison said softly, lovingly, as he panted for breath.

"S-stop. I can't-" Axle moaned. "I can't take it."

"You can." Harrison reassured him. Axle whined as he felt himself again begin to rise toward another orgasm. He could tell this one would be more intense than the one previous and he was almost a little scared of the growing pressure in his belly. Then, Harrison broke the dam. "Cum again, Axle."

"Fuuuck" Axle groaned.

Hearing Harrison say his name like that while inside of him sent Axle over the edge and into another orgasm that wracked his whole body and sent a gush of fluid between himself and Harrison. Harrison shuddered as he buried himself deep inside of Axle and let his orgasm milk him to completion. Axle's thighs trembled as he felt Harrison's cock pulse inside of him and fill him with a warm wet heat.

Harrison again bowed his head to kiss his younger brother slowly and sweetly. Then, when he pulled back and looked down at the mess he made, Harrison carefully got off of Axle and then pulled him up into his arms before walking into the bathroom where he sat Axle down on his feet in the black room. Axle didn't know why Harrison wouldn't let him look at him, but he didn't turn around to look at Harrison.

"Get a shower. I'll clean up." Harrison said, planting a kiss on the top of Axle's head before leaving and closing the door.

Axle turned on the light and the bathroom fan before grabbing a clean towel from the closet and turning on the shower. He looked down at his body and felt strange. Cum and slick covered his thighs. Had he really squirted? Axle bit his lip. He slid his hand down between his thighs and felt Harrison's cum leaking out of his gaping cunt. It was still hard to believe what they had done-even though Axle didn't have much of a choice. Once he showered, all of the evidence would be gone.

Regardless of Harrison's forcefulness, Axle still never considered reporting him to the police. He knew what would happen. Officer Matthews would just love it if he did. In the end, Axle knew that he had enjoyed what had happened and that, deep down, he wanted it to happen again. So, he showered. He scrubbed himself clean and redid his nightly routine. Axle was exhausted by the time he returned to his bedroom. The sheets were clean and the bed had been made, but Harrison-as expected-was not there. Axle thought about knocking on Harrison's door, but ultimately fell into bed and slept in late.

When Axle got downstairs, he couldn't help but look for Harrison even as he pat the dog on the head. Looking at his phone, he sighed. It was time for Harrison's usual morning workout. Idly, Axle thought that it was a shame he couldn't have seen Harrison's fit body last night. Shaking himself away from that thought, he moved through the house to the kitchen where he started coffee and fixed himself a larger than usual breakfast before starting some music and cleaning the kitchen.

"Hey." Harrison said and Axle jumped.

"Hey." Axle said, focusing on his task of cleaning the stove. "Do you want your usual protein smoothie?"

"Yeah. You gonna make it for me?" Harrison asked as he sat down on a bar stool at the kitchen counter.

"Sure." Axle shrugged as he finished at the stove and then washed his hands.

Harrison smiled as he watched Axle pull out the peanut butter powder, chocolate brownie protein powder, milk, and a couple frozen bananas. Axle was intentionally focused on his task so that he didn't have to look at Harrison. When the smoothie was done, Axle set it in front of Harrison before putting away the ingredients and taking the blender to the sink.

"Look at you, being all sweet." Harrison said, grinning as Axle's ears turned pink. Axle bit the inside of his cheek to keep from saying something cheeky in response. He knew that Harrison was teasing him and he wouldn't give in to it this time. When Axle didn't reply, Harrison continued. "What, no smartass reply?"

Axle shrugged. "I thought you were complimenting me."

"Right." Harrison rolled his eyes as he drank his smoothie.

Axle finished up his task and set the Blender upside down to dry before grabbing his phone and turning off the music. He also saw a notification. Thank God, he thought. Axle sent a quick reply to his friend, Travis, and then finally looked up at Harrison who was staring at him. He swallowed hard.

"I'm, uh, going out with the guys tonight." Axle said. Harrison frowned. "Travis is picking me up in an hour."

Harrison nodded. "When will you be back?"

"Probably late. We are going to a bar out in the big city." Axle said then shrugged. "Don't wait up."

"Hm." Harrison nodded as his eyes bore into Axle. "Drive safe."

"Don't worry, Travis is driving there and then Matt will be driving back as our DD." Axle said. "I'm gonna go get ready."

"Yeah. Okay." Harrison just drank his smoothie as Axle nodded then left the kitchen. After he left, Harrison muttered. "See you later."

**

Harrison waited in the dark living room, his eyes darting between his phone and the door. It was already after two in the morning and Axle wasn't home yet. Harrison had sent him a message around midnight but was ignored. Then, when he had called around one thirty, the call went to Axle's voicemail after only three rings. His next call went directly to voicemail. He was furious. Then, he finally saw the flash of headlights in the drive and moved from his place sitting across from the door to hide in the hallway.

Axle's keys jangled in the front door lock before the door creaked open and Axle stumbled inside. He looked around the dim living room then closed and locked the door behind himself. Then, he called out softly. "Harry?"

No response came and Axle let out the breath he didn't realize he'd been holding. It seemed like Harrison was asleep, so he kicked off his shoes and stripped off his jacket before making his way toward his bedroom. As soon as he turned the corner, Axle was grabbed and then pushed face-first into the wall. He gasped and tried to struggle free, but the body behind him was large, firm, and muscular.

"Have fun?" Harrison asked, as he pressed his body against Axle's.

"Harrison!" Axle said breathlessly. "What the fuck?"

"You smell like fucking Alcohol." Harrison growled.

"No shit!" Axle said, again struggling. "I told you I was going out to a bar!"

"Yeah. You did. You drank. What else?" Harrison asked.

"What? Nothing." Axle said, finally giving up and resigning himself to the fact he would stay pinned until Harrison moved.

"No? So you didn't dance? You didn't end up fucking some rando in a bathroom stall?" Harrison asked, thrusting his hips against Axle's ass for emphasis.

"Fuck. No." Axle said, offended at the idea.

"How can I be sure?" Harrison asked.

Before Axle could retort, Harrison undid his pants and boxers then shoved them down around his knees. "Harrison!"

"Shut up." Harrison growled, smacking Axle's ass.

Axle gasped then squeezed his eyes shut as Harrison gripped his ass then moved his hand lower to slip between his thighs and rub his soft pussy lips. Axle inhaled sharply as he was then penetrated suddenly by Harrison's middle finger. It barely slid inside but Axle was quickly getting wetter as Harrison began to pump his finger in and out of his little brother.

"Satisfied?" Axle growled.

"Not yet." Harrison said. He leaned in closer so he could whisper in Axle's ear. "Are you going to be a good boy, or do you want me to force you like last night?"

Weighing his options, Axle bit his lip then sighed. He was too drunk to resist the way Harrison was making him feel. Shifting his legs apart, Axle moved his hips up and back as he braced himself against the wall. "Whatever. Just do what you want."

"Good boy." Harrison said as he added a second finger to Axle's cunt while his other hand rubbed up Axle's belly, lifting his shirt as it moved up to his chest where Harrison pinched one of Axle's small nipples. He kissed Axle's ear and whispered. "I was expecting you to make me force you, since you liked it so much last night."

"Are you trying to piss me off?" Axle asked, shifting to try and see Harrison.

Suddenly, Harrison's hand moved from Axle's chest up to his neck where he squeezed softly in warning. Axle tightened around Harrison's fingers and whimpered. "Don't. Look. At. Me."

Axle nodded and kept his face to the wall. Harrison squeezed his neck again and Axle gasped softly as he began to breathe heavier. He didn't know why this was turning him on, but it was.

"You like breath play, huh?" Harrison chuckled.

"No." Axle gasped, but he couldn't deny the wet squelches that were now coming from his cunt as Harrison fingered him. Harrison's fingers slipped out of him and Axle gasped out as Harrison spanked him.

"Don't fucking lie to me." Harrison said, squeezing Axle's ass hard. "Do you like being choked?"

"Yes." Axle moaned.

"Good boy." Harrison purred. His hand now gripped Axle's hip and guided him into place before he pulled out his cock and began to rub it against Axle's soft wet pussy. "Do you want me to fuck you?"

"Yes." Axle said breathily as he rubbed his pussy against his big brother's cock.

Harrison dropped the hand around Axle's throat so he could grip his hips with both hands before thrusting his cock inside of him. Axle gasped in and held his breath as Harrison didn't stop but continued pushing inside of him till his balls were resting against Axle's t-dick. He felt so full that he was almost nauseous. Almost. Rather, he felt a deep sense of pleasure that filled him completely. Axle shuddered and moaned.

Axle's nails dug into his palms as he panted for breath as Harrison began to thrust in and out of him; fucking him in the hallway of their home. The wet slap of skin against skin filled the hallway and Axle couldn't help but feel like he was being punished for going out tonight. It didn't matter why it was happening, all that Axle cared about was that wonderfully deeply full feeling that he only felt with Harrison. He wanted more. Axle wanted to feel Harrison cum inside of him again. He whimpered as he squirmed on his brother's dick.

"Fuck. That feels so good." Harrison groaned as he bottomed out inside of Axle and held his hips down so he could feel the way Axle ground down against his dick.

"More." Axle whined as he wiggled atop Harrison's cock.

Harrison lost all reservations as he bit Axle's neck then pinned him to the wall and fucked him hard. Axle moaned, his cunt tightening around Harrison's cock as he swiftly began to rise up toward an orgasm. He was moaning like a whore as Harrison rapidly fucked him. As Harrison's thrusts became erratic, Axle knew he was about to cum inside him. Yes. Axle wanted it. He needed it. He was so close. As Harrison buried himself deep inside of Axle and pumped his load inside of his little brother, Axle moaned as the sensation sent him over the edge and he came. His insides tightened around Harrison and milked every last drop of cum from his cock.

"Fuck." Harrison breathed as he held Axle to his chest. Axle leaned back against him as his breathing slowed. Harrison kissed the top of his head then sighed before pulling out of Axle and turning him toward the stairs. "Go on to bed."

"Harrison..." Axle said, thinking about what he should say but when he turned around to confront him, Harrison was gone. Axle sighed and pulled up his pants before heading up to bed.

**

Axle groaned as he was awoken by heavy knocking at the front door. He had a hangover and was dreading whatever nonsense was going on downstairs. Still, he threw on a pair of athletic shorts and a loose band shirt before heading down. As he neared the landing, he heard voices from the living room.

"I get that, but why is he here?" Harrison asked, clearly annoyed.

"I'm here to ensure the safety of your parole officer." Officer Jakob Matthews said.

Axle sighed as he turned the corner then leaned against the wall. "Hey."

"Good morning Axle." Jakob said as his eyes looked Axle over from heel to head, lingering on his long pale legs that were nearly completely revealed in the short athletic shorts.

Axle rolled his eyes then turned and went to the kitchen. He hadn't realized that Jakob had followed him until he turned around after pouring himself a glass of water and nearly walked right into Jakob's chest. Axle gasped and nearly dropped his water glass. Jakob grinned at him. When he frowned and moved to go around Jakob, the officer moved to step in front of him. Axle sighed then leaned against the counter and crossed his arms.

"Can I help you?" Axle asked.

Jakob shrugged. "Saw you and your friends on the way out of town last night."

"And?" Axle frowned. "Harrison is the one on house arrest. Not me."

"Just making conversation." Jakob smiled then pointedly looked at Axle's neck. "Seems like you had fun."

Axle looked confused for a moment before he remembered Harrison biting him. He could feel heat rising to his cheeks. Looking away, Axle bit his lip. "It's not like that's any of your business."

"Why not?" Jakob said, stepping closer and making the hair on the back of Axle's neck stand up. "I pay attention to everything in this town. Even you."

Axle rolled his eyes.

"So, who bit you?" Jakob asked, his eyes staring so hard at the bite mark that Axle couldn't help but cover it with his hand. He didn't say anything, so Jakob kept talking. "Looks like you like it from behind."

"Shut up." Axle growled, now looking up into the officer's eyes.

"Careful, you're getting belligerent." Jakob said teasingly.

"My apologies, officer." Axle said through gritted teeth.

"There we go." Jakob said, leaning in closer. "Good boy."

Again heat rushed to Axle's cheeks but he wasn't backing down. He glared at Jakob with raw hatred. Even though Jakob wasn't the arresting officer, he was involved in the stop that caused Harrison to get wrapped up with the law resulting in his house arrest. At one point, he and Harrison had been friends. That was before he had sat silently in the passenger seat beside Harrison while he got a DUI. Ever since that night, Jakob had made it his mission to harass the brothers. Axle thought of him as a coward.

"What's wrong?" Jakob asked innocently.

"Nothing." Axle said.

Jakob chuckled, then he heard the parole officer call out that they were good. He sighed then turned around but stopped before leaving the kitchen. "Don't worry, I'll be around."

"I'm sure you will be." Axle said, balling his fists.

After he heard the door close, Axle let out a long sigh. Harrison came into the kitchen and looked over Axle. "What the fuck did that asshole say to you?"

"Nothing much. Just the usual creepy 'I'm watching' bullshit." Axle said, trying to hide how shaken he really was. Harrison stared at Axle. It was clear he didn't believe him. Axle bit his lip. "He also noticed this... said it looks like I like it from behind."

Axle touched the bite mark on his neck. Harrison's face turned red with anger as he swore. "Mother fucker."

Axle shrugged. "It's not like he did anything."

"He better not." Harrison growled.

Axle rolled his eyes. "As if."

"Just be careful around him." Harrison warned.

"Yeah. Okay." Axle agreed.

"You hungry?" Harrison asked. Axle nodded. "I'll get something delivered. It's past noon, though, so breakfast is off the table."

Axle and Harrison discussed lunch before eventually moving to sit on the couch to watch one of their usual shows. It felt surprisingly comfortable despite everything that had happened between them. When food arrived, they ate and chatted about Axle's time out at the bar like it was a normal conversation. Only, there was a growing sense of tension between them.

Axle collected the trash and leftovers then took them into the kitchen. When he returned, Harrison was sprawled out on the couch. He sighed. "Hey, move."

"Nah." Harrison said, grinning as Axle's brow knit in frustration. "There's enough room."

Axle snorted. "Yeah, where? On your lap?"

Harrison nodded and patted his thigh. Axle sighed. "Whatever. Just keep your hands to yourself."

Harrison wrapped his arms around Axle as he sat on his lap. "No promises."

"Now you tell me." Axle laughed.

Harrison smiled as he hugged Axle to his chest. Then, he looked down at the bite mark on his neck and sighed. He kissed the mark. "I'm sorry."

Axle shrugged. Harrison licked the spot and Axle felt goosebumps prickle up all over his skin. Then Harrison's hands splayed over his belly and Axle bit his lip as one of Harrison's hands dipped between his thighs to grope at his crotch and feel the hardening nub of his t-dick through the thin material of his shorts. Axle gasped.

"Let me fuck you again." Harrison whispered in Axle's ear before nipping the lobe.

"O-okay." Axle said.

Harrison moved Axle off his lap then guided him to lay down on the couch. This time, Harrison didn't bother to cover Axle's eyes. He needed him to know who was doing this to him. Harrison pulled off Axles shorts and boxers to finally look down at his bare pussy in the light. He was puffy and pink and beautiful. Harrison licked his lips as he lowered himself between Axle's thighs and then slowly gave Axle's slit a lick.

"Harrison!" Axle gasped as he watched his brother swiftly bury his face in his pussy.

Harrison groaned as he licked at Axle's hole then wrapped his lips around his t-dick and slowly sucked till Axle was gasping and thrusting his hips to fuck Harrison's mouth. Axle tasted so good that Harrison couldn't resist moving his tongue down to his wet weeping hole. He shoved his tongue inside of Axle and listened to his little brother moan loudly as he gripped Harrison's hair as his thighs trembled. Harrison remembered the way Axle had squirted on his cock and now wondered if he could elicit that same reaction but this time taste it.

"H-Harrison." Axle gasped as his brother's wet tongue slid out of his cunt.

"Fuck you taste good." Harrison groaned.

Moving his fingers to Axle's tight hole, Harrison roughly shoved two fingers inside of him before one again capturing Axle's t-dick in his mouth and sucking it softly. He let Axle fuck his face as he curled his fingers inside to stimulate Axle's g-spot. Axle moaned as he was sucked and finger fucked at the same time. It felt so good. Too good. Axle's orgasm was coming and his body knew what was about to happen.

"Oh fuck. H-Harrison, I-I..." Axle whined as Harrison only intensified that wonderful pressure on his g-spot as he rubbed it. "Harrison!"

"Cum in my mouth." Harrison said huskily before once again fastening his mouth over Axle's t-dick.

Axle let out a keening whine as his body tightened then his belly convulsed with the intensity of his orgasm. He could feel the splash of liquid against Harrison's chin before he quickly adjusted his mouth to drink Axle in. His eyes rolled back as he got a mouthful of Axle's squirt. Raising his eyes up to Axle, he intentionally swallowed as Axle watched him in horror, his face red.

"Fuck that's hot." Harrison said as he moved into place between Axle's thighs and began to slide his cock head against Axle's drenched pussy. Axle covered his blushing face, but Harrison grabbed him by the wrists and pinned his arms down as he thrust all the way into him. "No covering your face. I want to see you. I want you to see me."

Axle bit his lip as he looked into Harrison's eyes. There was a sense of reassurance and love there that Axle hadn't been prepared for. He hadn't given much thought as to why Harrison was doing this to him, only that Harrison wanted to fuck him. Now, Axle was realizing there were feelings there. Not just brotherly love and not only lust, but true Love. Axle felt something too. He felt the need to be with Harrison in every way. Axle realized that he felt the same as Harrison and his chest ached with the realization. Harrison smiled at him and Axle knew that he knew. They didn't have to say anything.

Harrison bowed his head and kissed Axle sweetly before he began to thrust in and out of him. Axle moaned into the kiss and Harrison took the opportunity to slide his tongue into Axle's mouth. Then, Harrison groaned as Axle pliantly sucked his tongue. Harrison shuddered and began to deepen his hard thrusts so that he was now pummeling Axle's cervix and making him gasp with each in-thrust. Axle whimpered as his back arched and he spread his thighs wider. Already, he was quickly ascending to his climax. Shifting the angle slightly, Harrison's cockhead was now rubbing perfectly against Axle's g-spot. Axle moaned as he came on Harrison's cock. He was lost in the sensation of his orgasm when he felt Harrison tense over him before pumping his cum deep into his little brother.

Harrison pulled away from Axle's lips and kissed his forehead as he breathed heavily. Axle looked up at Harrison and smiled a bit. Harrison smiled back then pulled Axle up and resituated him on his lap in their previous position. Axle leaned back against Harrison's chest as his hands rested over Harrison's which were pressed to his belly.

"So..." Axle said nervously.

"So?" Harrison asked as he kissed Axle's neck.

"So, we are really doing this, huh?" Axle said.

"I guess so." Harrison chuckled.

**

TBC