CROSSING LINES“Feeling guilty?” I asked my older brother Braden as we lay naked
CROSSING LINES“Feeling guilty?” I asked my older brother Braden as we lay naked in the hotel bed. We’d had sex pretty much the second I got to his room, and we’d spent the following half our making out and just relaxing before dinner.Brade laughed and god that adorably handsome smile melted me just about every time. “I should be asking you that. Bro, tell me you’re getting laid…”It was kind of a running joke between us. My older brother was the out and proud gay guy and at 30 still was clearly having fun in New York. Occasionally he’d have a boyfriend but never any serious long term relationship. And while he didn’t share all of his stories with me, I knew he hit the hookup apps… a lot.Me, I did OK with girls but sometimes had to navigate between my libido and my romantic side. My brother teased I didn’t have enough sex and sometimes I agreed with him. I was straight with a definite bi streak, but no one but the dudes I fooled around with knew that. And no one knew about me and Braden, of course. At first it was hard to keep that secret, but lately, I enjoyed it as another bond between me and my brother.I turned on my side and ran my hand softly up his furry thigh. Braden’s four years older than me and a lot hairier. “What, bro… I though you liked it when I’m all backed up,” I teased.“Damn, CJ,” my brother hissed. We both watched as his spent cock filled out, matching mine pretty closely in length, width, and shape. We were brothers all right. “Tell me we’re gonna make up for lost time while you’re here.”“We’re gonna make up for lost time while I’m here,” I whispered then kissed him softly. This was so wrong, making out with my own brother, but we’d long crossed that line. It felt like we’d cross more too. For now, we kissed and rolled around on the bed. Not impetuous like for our first fuck, but definitely grooving on the forbidden intimacy. My brother cock against his. “So, Brade…” I asked as I lifted off from the kiss. I was now on top of him, my younger but athletic body feeling his gym-pumped gay-stud bod beneath mine. “When did you become such a power bottom?”It was meant as a tease, but my older brother looked up at me sincerely. “Over the last year,” he answered. “I try not to slut around, you know. But I prefer the bottom bunk pretty much all the time now.” He looked up at me with a loving gaze but also a worry to see what I would think of that information.“You’re amazing, bro. In every way,” I said. My voice was surprisingly heavy with emotion. This was supposed to be a naughty sexual hookup with my brother. I had a monthly business trip to Boston and Brade managed to take a day off and take the train up, or I’d extend the hotel a night to the weekend if I could spring it. He’d occasionally come to Austin, or me to New York, but this was neutral territory and an escape from our regular lives.Braden’s hands were on me now, feeling me up gently, then gripping my muscle. Our dicks rode against each other.“Want to wait till after dinner before fucking?” I asked. One thing I loved about sex with Brade was how up front I could be. No song and dance. No games. My brother shook his head. “I can. But we don’t gotta… you’re rock hard, CJ.”I nodded, feeling words catching in my throat. I made a show of kicking his legs apart and putting a pillow under him. He was still lubed and cum-wet from round one and my hardon nudged into the relaxed, slick pucker, waiting a second before I pressed in. Our eyes locked. This was always so intense, staring Braden into the eyes as I penetrated him. “Fuck me CJ,” he hissed, a little more loudly. “Yes,” I sighed, feeling his amazing insides grip my pole. “I love fucking you brother…”Braden nodded. “We can do other stuff too… but damn, I love this so much. Your cock is amazing, bro.”“Pretty much a copy of yours,” I chuckled. “Like we’re twins or something.” I pushed in hard, and bottomed out. I leaned forward and started pumping him. Pumping my big brother. We kissed as I took charge of the fuck. Not going fast, but definitely mounting him and letting us both feel pleasure in that. This was so different than with women. It was apples and oranges. But because it was family and taboo as hell, I felt this fuck more intensely than anything. Braden was an amazing bottom too. Just the right amount of passivity, just the right amount of actively egging me on. Undulating his hips ever so slightly against my thrusts. Feeling my naked body.“This fuck is for you, CJ,” he urged.I knew what he meant and it made my next thrusts harder and deeper. No holding back. I was gonna cum inside my brother, hard.I let out a cry, partly to give him the satisfaction that I was orgasming in him. He looked up wild-eyed and started beating his meat. “That’s it, brother… fucking seed my hole…. hot raw brother dick in me…” I did my best to keep pumping as he gave it up. Five heavy spurts on that marvelous hairy chest. We laughed as a little as we came down from the sex. It was getting later so we didn’t delay getting cleaned up and dressed.As he tucked in his button-down shirt, he watched as I laced up my shoes. “You sure you can afford this restaurant?” he asked. I’d picked out a nice place and told him to bring something appropriate to wear. “Sure I’m sure,” I replied. I was on an income just a step up from starter salary but was good for budgeting for occasions like this. “But tell me if I’m out line Brade… how would you feel about this being a date?” I was practically shaking as I asked him, but I’d rehearsed this conversation a million times in my head and had games out every reaction from him my brother.“I’d feel like I was going on a date with the hottest dude in the city,” he winked. Then more sincerely. “Seriously CJ, I don’t want to feel as happy as I do, you know?”Here we were. Crossing that line. And still feeling emotionally guarded as we did. “Yeah, bro, I know.” Then, stating what he undoubtedly knew, “You’re my first date with a guy.”“Fuck,” he sighed, then added, “OK, let’s have fun. We can deal with the heavy stuff later. Deal?”“Deal,” I said as I stood up and stepped up for a kiss. “You’re handsome as fuck bro,” I added quickly gripping his hands in mine. “All right, let’s go.” -- source link
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