Interrupted study

[Lucas]

One minute I was dragging my eyes away from his frankly threatening boner to look into his serious eyes, then next he was kissing me against the door of my study. I was overcome for a moment with such passion I’d never known that I started kissing back. My lips moved on their own and locked with his almost perfectly. His tongue pushed against mine, peppermint fresh. It was enough to bring back reality for me.

“Woah dude,” I breathed, pushing him back the two steps I could manage. “You know this is like 20 shades of fucking wrong. Our parents are married.”

“That was their choice, not ours. Please Lucas, I’m begging you not to push me away again.”

His eyes shone with tears and fear. Fear of what? I didn’t know, but I didn’t like it. His hands moved from the door either side of my head, grabbing at the bulge I hadn’t noticed showing in my jeans. I’d never felt so charged and turned on in my life, but how could it be over my brother? Girls didn’t make me feel this good, but guy were nowhere close. Just Ricky.

“I just need you to say yes. Blame late-teenage hormones, not having a girlfriend, anything. Just say yes and I’ll have you on your desk before you can begin to say my name.”

My toes curled in my sneakers at the heavy words. So much temptation in so few words. Was it too much for me to handle? I looked into his eyes, and saw the dark primal glow that knotted my stomach and made my already painful boner ache. Way too much to handle.

[Ricky]

The family pictures mum sent didn’t do him nearly enough justice. Lucas was perfect, eyes wide and melted chocolate from being so turned on and lips parted to breath with the traces of our kiss shining on them. All the dirty thoughts from being alone with my hand and his photos came rushing to mind. I wanted my lips parted and glistening, but with something between them to suck on. Reflexively, the hand on his junk squeezed slightly.

“Yes,” he whispered.

My lips were on him that second, my hands no longer controlled. His belt was on the floor seconds later as I dragged him to his desk.

“Don’t actually knock that shot over, it’s a pain to reorganise.”

I couldn’t help chuckling at the concern, now of all times, but shoved him into his chair with a grin. I’d lay him down in my bed later, when I took him for real like I’d fantasied so many times. Now I just needed to hear his voice. I’d seen pictures, my imagination had morphed it into porn in my mind, but never heard his voice. I wanted him a moaning mess.

Quickest way to my goal? I dropped to my knees in a flash, his jeans coming undone almost on their own while he mumbled to himself this wasn’t happening. He must be dreaming.

“I dream about you too,” I grinned. “But now I wanna hear you for real, so shut up worrying and let me show you how much your little brother loves you.”

I pulled his **** from his jeans as he gasped. I’m not sure if it was more words or actions, but I wanted more. I licked the length, playing with the parts I knew felt good on me. His whimpering egged me on, I got daring and played with his balls in hopes he’d get louder. Then someone knocked on the door.

He shoved me flat on my *** under his desk and rushed to look natural. I wondered why he had a presidential desk, and I guess I had my answer. Jealousy clouded my judgement, and as the door open I reached out to stock his still hard ****.

“Lucas, did Ricky go out? Are you two still not talking?”

“Mum, I thought you went to work.” Lucas coughed, tried to hide his true feelings as I moved my hand and applied my lips wrapped around his shaft.

“I was worried you’d fight, so came back just to check. I should head off, but I can’t help it. I’m concerned.”

“We’re fine mum.” He swallowed, “we’re working through it”

I’m not sure if his answer satisfied her, but I didn’t care. She could catch me blowing him under his desk, I was going to make him *** like he never had before. I doubled my efforts, feeling his hand rush to pull my hair without being sure if he wanted me to stop or keep going. I swallowed around him, pulling it so deep my eyes watered and felt his nails on my scalp. Salt flooded my mouth before I knew it was happening, Lucas whimpering like he couldn’t hold all the noise in.

“You okay son?”

“Yeah, stumped my toe. I’m sorry I made you worry. You can go to work, me and Ricky are fine.”

[Lucas]

The door closed shortly after and my hand pulled sharply as my anger took over and I pulled him out by his hair. My voice could mask that was angry as I asked what he was playing at sucking me off with mum in the room. He stopped me mid-scolding with a quick kiss and a smile.

“I’m a jealous guy.” He shrugged with a lazy smirk. “Can’t tell me you haven’t used a desk like this to do exactly what we just did with some girl. Did I make you *** quicker? You certainly came a lot. Not that I mind, I’m a fan of salt.”

“Look, I don’t know what you think about me and my old girlfriends, but it’s wrong. I’m a ****** too, since I’m not stupid enough to sleep with a ***** after money.” I scowled, “and that isn’t happening again. Like you said, late hormones or some shit. We’re brothers, that’s it.”

He just smiled, kissing my lips and pulling me out of my chair onto the floor with him.

“Mum walking in didn’t stop me, a half-assed excuse won’t either.” He licked his lips and sucked my bottom one out to bite on. “Now I can be your first like you’ll be mine. Come to my room tonight, be mine body and heart, unless you can stop yourself. Give me something to stay for, and you’ll never be alone again.”

Then he just got up and left. Like he hadn’t just said that. Just propositioned me into a relationship with him. Left me stunned on the floor. How could just casually say that? And how could I honestly be considering it?

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