Ethan resettles himself against the wall, his foot jiggling.
“What?” I ask.
“I mean . . . should we?”
“Buy it? You haven’t already?”
He laughs.
We’re quiet as we download Ford’s short story bundle and scan through the contents. There are over sixty titles.
“Chapter 6. It’s M/M.”
“Mmmm?”
“No, male on male.”
“Mmmm.”
I roll my eyes and snicker. His shoulders bump against the wall as he chuckles quietly.
“Right,” I say with a smirk. “I’m going in.”
Dicking my stepbrother in his dorm bed
Through the fog of alcohol, I climb into bed beside my stepbrother. I’m too drunk to get to my own flat, and Casey is cool with it. He mumbles, just as drunk as I am, and tells me to get out of my fucking jeans at least.
“I’m going commando.”
“Dude, so am I.”
I peek under the covers. He’s stark naked, small and lithe compared to me. I’ve seen him a million times growing up, but the alcohol makes it feel like the first time. I shake off the shiver, strip out of my clothes and slide in. Immediately his warm body snuggles up to mine. He’s always been a hugger and I hug him back. The press of my body against his smooth skin is new. It feels nice. “Get to sleep, Casey.”
“M’kay,” he says, giggling, and plants his soft lips against mine.
I freeze, and he giggles again. “But if you wanna fuck me, you can. I was playing before you came in. I’m lubed.”
“Are you drunk, Casey?” I whisper, shaking.
His prick is thickening against my thigh.
“A little. Just enough to tell you” —he shifts and his whisper tickles in my ear. It makes my cock plump— “I’ve wanted you to fuck me since our parents first married.”
“Since I was fifteen?”
“I was younger.”
“Casey . . . it’s wrong.”
He nibbles my jaw. “I’m just saying. I’m legal. If it happens, it happens. No one has to know you took my virginity.”
“You’re still a virgin?” I whisper.
“My tight little hole only wants you invading it.”
I stop, my cheeks flushing, dick twitching slightly, and glance at Ethan. He has his head bowed over his phone, eyes flying over the screen as he continues to read. His tongue darts out over his lip, and his breathing is just a beat off.
My gaze drops to his lap, to the semi bulging at his groin. His adjusts himself unconsciously and his gaze flickers, fleetingly, to me.
I have to know everything he’s reading.
“Shush, Casey.”
He wriggles closer and the movement has me hissing.
“You’re getting hard,” he whispers.
I am, but I’m drunk. This is my little stepbrother. He might be eighteen but he’s tiny in my arms. “Even if I . . . I’d break you.”
He whispers again. “I hope you do.” Then he turns around, curls one of my arms around his waist and says good night.
It takes a while to fall asleep but eventually alcohol does its job and I’m out. It’s a good sleep. Warm and nice.
I’ve a massive stiffy, and it’s prodding against something soft.
I wrap myself around Casey, cocooning him.
His tight naked body twists slightly and my cock slips between his butt cheeks. I squeeze my big frame around his little one. My cock aches and Casey wriggles against it.
Shivers ripple over my body as I rut gently.
A sexy moan meets my ears and I rub a little harder over his slickened entrance.
With each pass I press gently against him, a little harder every time. Teasing.
Casey bucks into it, trying to rush, but it feels too good, just stretching him a little and moving back, then again, a little more.
A whimpered please.
I nip the curve of his shoulder gently and butt the hard head of my dick against his squishy hole.
His hand reaches back and clasps my butt cheek, hard, and this time I press into him harder. He stretches around me just enough for my tip to slide in. I love the feel of his ring against my slit and rub it in and out until I’m panting.
Casey is begging me now, and I reach around and take his stiff prick in my hand as I prod a little deeper into that soft, tight heat.
His breath hitches.
“Still want me?”
“Yes.”
I turn him onto his stomach and crawl behind him. I spread his cheeks and admire that tiny pink ring. I’m throbbing now. I need to get inside that delicious virgin arse. I grab Casey and align myself, and we both cry out as his arse squeezes me into its warm, clenching depths. Oh God, each pulse around my dick feels so insanely good.
I hold his hips in place and rut shallowly in him, so much slick friction against my dick, so deep inside my stepbrother. Sweet Jesus, the feel of my balls banging against his . . .
“So good,” Casey moans and wriggles back for more. “Show me how much you love me.”