I Wanna Play Brothers
Matthew passes the joint back to me. He smiles and his eyes glisten. He’s the cutest pup of a boy could I’ve ever have. Bright eyed and bushy tailed. Funny. Weekends seem fun again.
“I’m horny,” says Matthew.
I wrap my arms around him. Kiss him. We are standing in the lounge room tongue on tongue, my hands are down the back of his jeans, when the front door opens and closes. We both turn our heads towards the hallway and gaze frozen for a moment. Frozen... with hardons.
I’m sure we look guilty. I’m sure we are looking dishevelled.
We stared as soon as we got home.
I could even see the cloud of smoke in the air.
Daniel appears, he’s come home for something he's forgotten. He is taken aback momentarily.
"Sorry, sorry," says Daniel. "I'm just dashing in and out, I'll be gone in a minute.” He disappears back up the hallway.
“Who’s that?” Matthew asks,
“That’s my brother.”
“Please tell me he is your gay brother.”
I shrug, as if to say bad luck. “No, straight.”
“Got it. See ya,” Daniel poses like a super model in the lounge room door way. “Ha… I won’t disturb you again.” You can actually see him think, was it a good idea to pop my head back, probably not.
Then he is walking to the front door, “Good bye, he calls from the hallway. The front door opens.
“You live with him?” Matthew asks as soon as he hears the front door close again. His voice raises in pitch.
“He’s Daniel, not superman,” I hear myself say, as I watch Matthew’s wanton look still directed towards the now empty doorway.
“I fancied my brother something chronic,” says Mathew.
“Not really. Would you really do it, if it came to it?”
I hand Matthew the joint.
Maybe that’s why Steve and I broke up, he used to shave all his hair off, completely. Nude. Nudda. But I never noticed with him, because he’s got that skin like a golden sunset, I guess. I never noticed the absence, his parts were more beautiful than the sum.
“I always wanted to,” says Matthew.
“Did you ever get near?”
He hands me the joint.
“No, not really.” Matthew screws up his face. “If you don’t count that one drunken incident at Portsea.”
He coughs as he exhales in a huge cloud of smoke.
“We were pissed and shirtless on the beach when we got to that drunken “I love you stage,” which always involves naked skin rubbing.” He shrugged. “He caressed me with his naked body. We both got hard.” He smiles and wraps his arms around himself.
I shake the doona out, it sails into the air like a cloud, it obstructs our view momentarily. It floats down onto the bed
"I want to do big brother, little brother role plays with you," says Matthew.
He hands me the joint. I suck hard.
“Ah, okay.” I cough on the smoke as though the idea catches me by surprise. I’m not usually a role playing sort of guy, but I feel a buzz in my stomach, as he says it. The idea seems limitless. Dirty somehow.
Maybe, I’ve been smoking too much dope. Shrug. Could be. But Matt kind of makes me want to do lots of things when he gets that sexy look on his face.
"I want you to pretend to be my, big, brother,” he smiles, “as you undress me.” He pulls off his t-shirt, real sexy. I try to resist. “But you keep insisting, you keep going, undressing me,” he rubs both hands down the front of his jeans, “telling me what a big boy I have become." He licks his lips.
He lays down on the bed.
“Your brother ever fool around,” Matthew asks, as I am pulling his jeans off. I grab the waistband of his jocks, he rolls over and out of them. I slap his arse as he rolls over to cover the hardon the idea has given him.
“No,” I say.
“No, that’s not how you play it,” says Matthew.
I blind fold him with a scarf I have next to the bed. I pull off my jeans and shirt. I climb onto his back, rubbing my hardon up his furry crack. I stick the amyl bottle under his nose, he pushes back and stands up to sniff it.
I grab the lube bottle from the bedside table and rub the clear liquid onto me.
I whisper in his ear, “It's Daniel and he's putting his cock in your arse, Matthew. He's going to fuck you,” I tell him, as I slide my cock into him.
Matt lays his chest and arms down flat on the mattress and groans, as I feel his ring give way completely.
“You’re older brother.”
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh."
“I’m horny,” says Matthew.
I wrap my arms around him. Kiss him. We are standing in the lounge room tongue on tongue, my hands are down the back of his jeans, when the front door opens and closes. We both turn our heads towards the hallway and gaze frozen for a moment. Frozen... with hardons.
I’m sure we look guilty. I’m sure we are looking dishevelled.
We stared as soon as we got home.
I could even see the cloud of smoke in the air.
Daniel appears, he’s come home for something he's forgotten. He is taken aback momentarily.
"Sorry, sorry," says Daniel. "I'm just dashing in and out, I'll be gone in a minute.” He disappears back up the hallway.
“Who’s that?” Matthew asks,
“That’s my brother.”
“Please tell me he is your gay brother.”
I shrug, as if to say bad luck. “No, straight.”
“Got it. See ya,” Daniel poses like a super model in the lounge room door way. “Ha… I won’t disturb you again.” You can actually see him think, was it a good idea to pop my head back, probably not.
Then he is walking to the front door, “Good bye, he calls from the hallway. The front door opens.
“You live with him?” Matthew asks as soon as he hears the front door close again. His voice raises in pitch.
“He’s Daniel, not superman,” I hear myself say, as I watch Matthew’s wanton look still directed towards the now empty doorway.
“I fancied my brother something chronic,” says Mathew.
“Not really. Would you really do it, if it came to it?”
I hand Matthew the joint.
Maybe that’s why Steve and I broke up, he used to shave all his hair off, completely. Nude. Nudda. But I never noticed with him, because he’s got that skin like a golden sunset, I guess. I never noticed the absence, his parts were more beautiful than the sum.
“I always wanted to,” says Matthew.
“Did you ever get near?”
He hands me the joint.
“No, not really.” Matthew screws up his face. “If you don’t count that one drunken incident at Portsea.”
He coughs as he exhales in a huge cloud of smoke.
“We were pissed and shirtless on the beach when we got to that drunken “I love you stage,” which always involves naked skin rubbing.” He shrugged. “He caressed me with his naked body. We both got hard.” He smiles and wraps his arms around himself.
I shake the doona out, it sails into the air like a cloud, it obstructs our view momentarily. It floats down onto the bed
"I want to do big brother, little brother role plays with you," says Matthew.
He hands me the joint. I suck hard.
“Ah, okay.” I cough on the smoke as though the idea catches me by surprise. I’m not usually a role playing sort of guy, but I feel a buzz in my stomach, as he says it. The idea seems limitless. Dirty somehow.
Maybe, I’ve been smoking too much dope. Shrug. Could be. But Matt kind of makes me want to do lots of things when he gets that sexy look on his face.
"I want you to pretend to be my, big, brother,” he smiles, “as you undress me.” He pulls off his t-shirt, real sexy. I try to resist. “But you keep insisting, you keep going, undressing me,” he rubs both hands down the front of his jeans, “telling me what a big boy I have become." He licks his lips.
He lays down on the bed.
“Your brother ever fool around,” Matthew asks, as I am pulling his jeans off. I grab the waistband of his jocks, he rolls over and out of them. I slap his arse as he rolls over to cover the hardon the idea has given him.
“No,” I say.
“No, that’s not how you play it,” says Matthew.
I blind fold him with a scarf I have next to the bed. I pull off my jeans and shirt. I climb onto his back, rubbing my hardon up his furry crack. I stick the amyl bottle under his nose, he pushes back and stands up to sniff it.
I grab the lube bottle from the bedside table and rub the clear liquid onto me.
I whisper in his ear, “It's Daniel and he's putting his cock in your arse, Matthew. He's going to fuck you,” I tell him, as I slide my cock into him.
Matt lays his chest and arms down flat on the mattress and groans, as I feel his ring give way completely.
“You’re older brother.”
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh."
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