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Hardin woke up when the sunlight got into the bedroom’s window. It was the second day he spent in that apartment completely alone. Two days ago, Trevor came looking for a book from Tessa, and him and Hardin had more than a close conversation. The boy still could remember every detail of that encounter and his body reacted on conscience of it. Despite that, he didn’t know a thing from the other bot. They never give each other numbers or anything, simply they got an encounter and that was it. Hardin did have a good time and now he had to stop thinking about it, he knew it. But that jerk had opened a hollow part on Hardin’s world. He made Hardin understand that the pleasure was everywhere, and the men could give so much pleasure as women can. And now, the only thing he wanted was repeating it.
The first night was alright. Trevor left a gift and once dry, Hardin enjoyed it a lot. He touched himself sniffing Trevor’s boxers, which were splatted with his own jizz. He couldn’t believe the exciting it was. But two days had passed, the novelty has passed a little too and the only thing Hardin could do was remembering, and it was losing its shine too.
He didn’t want to go back to the house he shared with Landon, not since the fight with his father last time. His stepbrother sent him a lot of messages asking for his state, and Hardin just replied to them when he was very insistent, revealing he was alright. It wasn’t weird of him to lose without a trace, but Landon never seemed to get use to that. Since Hardin’s father got married with Landon’s mother, the boy turned into a worried older brother, although the age gap between them were just months.
Hardin took a shower and dressed. He didn’t know how much time could hide from the world in that apartment. The money he took the day he left was running low, and he had to buy food to that day. He didn’t want to make a visit at home or call his father to ask for money. And when he was into the thoughts, he heard the bell rang.
He went to the living room nervous. It could be Tessa, and he was sure he didn’t want to see her since what happened with Trevor. He knew if he could see her to that face after that; or could be the boy. Could Hardin tell him no to a second round? He wasn’t sure. But when he opened the door, in the hallway were his stepbrother waiting.
- I finally find you –Landon said–. You don’t know how worried I was.
Landon was impeccably dressed: a striped shirt, blue jeans, and a hoodie. He always looked neat and clean, so Hardin wasn’t freak out that his stepbro was Tessa’s best friend on his own friends’ group.
For a moment something lighted up like a spark on his mind. He saw Landon and him, naked in the bead, in the same way he enjoyed Trevor’s body. But he himself pushed that idea away. It couldn’t be. More than being his best friend, Landon was his stepbrother. He couldn’t think that kind of stuff with him, it was wrong. Maybe Trevor opened a too pervert vein on him and now he’ll had to learn how to stay quiet with that.
- What are you doing here?
- Will you make me come in or we’ll chat on the hallway?
Hardin let him come. Landon were a few times in that apartment which he shared with Tessa, mainly because he said a lot of times that go to live with a girl he barely knew and was just started dating wasn’t the best idea. And although Hardin hated him for that on the moment, that pass quickly. Landon was like Tessa, there was something on him that get to calm Hardin’s bottled rage.
- You still don’t answer what you are doing here –Hardin said.
- This is ridiculous, bro –Landon said. He sat down on one of the living room sofas. Hardin was sure that was the same where Trevor sat the last time–. You can’t leave home and locked yourself up on this stupid apartment. Tessa won’t come back and maybe it’s for the better.
- I know Tessa won’t come back –Hardin said–. I just wanted to be away from my father and all his shit for a few days.
- How it’s your budget? –Landon asked–. I don’t think you took it too much.
- I’m fine –Hardin lied.
Landon checked out his pants pocket. Hardin couldn’t stop seeing the way his bulge popped out while he was sat but took away the stare with shame. Landon took out a group of dollars from his pocket and left them in the living room table.
- For you –he said.
- Tell my dad that I don’t need his money.
- On first place, that’s not true –his stepbrother said–. On second, my mother sent this one.
Karen sent the money. His relationship with her wasn’t the better either. Hardin was sure she considered him a bratty bot and a bad influence on Landon, but still she put up with it for her husband and son. Hardin wasn’t sure to accept that money, because doing it will mean to surrender to his father, but also mean to stay in that apartment a few days more with no worries.
- I hope they know I’m doing this for to be far away from them –Hardin said taking to money from the table.
- As you want, bro.
Both stayed in silence. Hardin felt an itchy on the skin, more intense than the one he had with Trevor, because now finally he can interpretate it correctly. He was excited, but he wanted to put away that idea from his mind.
- Do you want something? –Hardin asked trying what they say “a good host”–. I got water.
- A glass of water –Landon said–. How do you have fun around here?
- I read –Hardin said.
- I’m not surprise.
- And well, I’ve done other things –Hardin said and felt a rush of blood straight to the head making him dizzy.
- What?
- Nevermind, I’m just joking.
Hardin took shakily the glass of water. He couldn’t believe he was thinking that kind of things. How it was possible that he was thinking in sex in those moments? But when he was on his way, he clearly remembered his stepbrother’s buttocks, that one time he entered in the bathroom by mistake while Landon took a shower. It was so much the impression that he trembled and spilled the water over Landon’s t-shirt.
- I’m sorry! –Hardin said.
- Are you okay?
- Yes –Hardin replied–. I’m just a little bit distracted.
- Weird coming from Hardin Scott but well, lately your head is in the clouds.
- If you want you could go to the room and put on of my shirts –Hardin said.
Both were almost the same height, and although their fashion vision was completely different, he knew Landon would prefer that to a wet shirt.
- I’ll be back in a sec –the boy said.
Hardin stayed impatiently and feeling the jiggle that left his head dizzy. He couldn’t believe he was seeing his stepbrother that way. One thing was shag with that dork Trevor, whom was to die for a little of sexual satisfaction but fantasies with Landon was by far the worst. In Trevor case, he couldn’t see him again in life -what was happening anyway- and it will be okay. But with Landon, he will have to see him all his life. Even although he got luck, and both made something. What will happen after that?
Hardin couldn’t take it anymore. He will go to see Landon and tell him he had to go to do something important, maybe a date with Molly or whatever. He needed to take him out for a while, although it was just to forget a little bit what was happening on his mind and extending on his pants.
Hardin went straight to his room and opened the door, expecting to see Landon fighting for which of Hardin’s black t-shirts to wear but instead, what he saw was completely different.
It was like having a déjà vu. Landon was sat on the edge of the bed and against his face was Trevor’s blue boxers filled with Hardin’s jizz. And Landon was sniffing them, almost devouring the clothe with the nose. Hardin felt an erection growing just to see that.
- Hardin! I can explain! I’m swear! –Landon said while left the underwear fall.
- Don’t worry. I didn’t want to interrupt.
- I swear this is a misunderstanding. I see that thing and I didn’t know if it was dirty or not.
- You look pretty excited –Hardin said and went closer. I remembered the way that Trevor got close to him that day, little by little, like if he were a wild animal and could attack in any minute–. Well, what is your verdict?
- About what?
- About that clothe –Hardin said–. Is it clean or is it dirty?
- I don’t know, I think it’s clean –Landon said. Hardin could see how he runaway form his stare.
- Wrong answer –Hardin said–. It’s dirty. Let’s say a did it playing a bit.
- I don’t get it –Landon said–. What kind of game is this?
- Come one, Landon. Don’t pretend you doesn’t know –Hardin said–. We’re both lads, don’t we? I believe you know how to recognize a semen stain when you watch it.
Hardin scold himself for using Trevor’s phrases. Although it seemed to make an effect, at least in Landon’s defensive position.
- You should avoid leaving this kind of stuff on the floor –Landon said. Hardin could see how a little erection fought to grow there. Surely it was the nerves from Landon–. It isn’t hygienic.
- They were in my apartment –Hardin said–. I think you will grant me that one can give oneself certain liberties.
- A little too many liberties you’re giving yourself.
- Can I ask you a question?
- I suppose I don’t have another option but answer it.
- Sure –Hardin said–. Did you like what you smell?
- What do you say?
- If you liked what you smell –Hardin said–. Because I saw you pretty excited.
- Look, Hardin, brother, if this is a weird way of torture me, please stop –Landon said–. I’m sorry you have to watch that; I understand if you’re upset.
- You’re wrong –Hardin said to his stepbrother–. It didn’t upset me. I love to saw you that way.
- What? Seriously?
- Do you want to see by yourself?
Hardin then pointed to the bulge the was forming on his crotch of his jeans. A prominent bulge that was fighting to get out and which Landon couldn’t take his eyes off it.
- Is there something that you’re not telling me? –the boy asked.
- Well, it’s a long story.
- I believe I’m in the position of ask about it, at least.
- Do you remember Tessa’s new colleague? –Hardin asked.
- Sure, Trenton or something like that.
- Trevor –Hardin corrected him–. His name is Trevor.
- I do remember him. You throwed him out of Tessa’s hotel room last week.
- The thing is that he came her a few days ago -Hardin said – At the beginning, the only thing I wanted was to get rid of him, but weird circumstance happened, and we ended up getting closer than we thought.
- I don’t get it, bro.
- We fucked, Landon –Hardin said–. Trevor and I had sex in that same bed were you’re sitting right now.
Hardin wanted to laugh of the frightened sensation on his stepbrother, that almost jumped ou from the bed like it was possessed.
- I can’t believe that’s true –Landon said–. It’s just a stupid joke you’re doing to torture me.
- Not, of course –Hardin said–. Guess who’s that underwear were you got on your nose moments ago?
- What?
- Let’s say that Trevor left a souvenir here.
- Don’t joke about that.
- Do you want to check out? Check them.
Hardin remembered the first night after his encounter with Trevor. He took those boxers to bed waiting to reminisce a little and realized a detail he find hilarious. Right on the back of the briefs, with black thread, Trevor's name was embroidered. Hardin asked who could steal a pair of boxers or in what kind of situation that would happen, but now he was taking advantage of that.
Landon shut up and pick up the pair on boxers that he felt fall before. He checked them out and could see the boy’s name, embroidered on the back of the boxers.
- Do you really fuck him?
- Do you want me to tell you? –Hardin asked.
- Every detail if you can.
- Sure –Hardin said smiling–. Maybe you want to have those boxers close. You know, to put yourself in the situation.
Hardin started with the story of what had happened two days ago. Landon installed himself on the bed again, holding Trevor’s blue boxers so tight like an archeologist would hold a missing treasure. Hardin felt excited, he knew that it will be fun.
Hardin could see how his stepbrother was turned on while he told how his encounter with Trevor was. When he told him about the way Trevor ended up smelling his underwear, Landon took the clothe to his nose and took a deep breath. Then, when the sexual things really started, almost like an insinuation, Landon started to touch his crotch. For a moment, Hardin thought that when the strongest part came, his stepbrother would take out his member and start touching himself openly but the only thing he did was laugh a little when Hardin told that he was the one who received.
Once the story ended, Landon shown a clear bulge and a nervous smile on his lips. Hardin expected him to distrust all of it and to think it was all a joke.
- That was good –Landon said–. Or at least it feel good.
- Do you like it?
- To hear that? Yes. I mean, look Hardin, I’m not a queer or anything like that, you know that but hearing that left me so turned on. It seemed like you had a blast.
- Don’t you worry about a thing, Landon –Hardin said–. If I learned something is that between these four walls, the only thing that matters is having a good time.
Hardin walked directly to Landon and without thinking it twice he gave him a kiss. Landon got a really thick and defined lips, more than Trevor’s. Kissing him was like kiss a cloud, but quickly they separated, and Landon cut the kiss.
- We can’t do this, Hardin –Landon said–. We’re stepbrothers. This is wrong.
- Calm down, Landon. If I ever saw you like a brother, I swear that I would find this repulsive –Hardin said–. But I have never seen you like that. I see you like a good friend, and good friends can have a good time together.
Hardin went back with Landon, and they hook up on a kiss again. He felt how the boy’s warm lips crashed against his, he felt his tongue rolling up on his own tongue. Without wasting the time, Hardin put his hand on Landon’s bulge and started to caress him over the pants, feeling the hardness of his member against the jeans’ fabric.
- I can believe I’m doing this with you –Landon said when both separated their mouths. Hardin felt his lips plumped by the kissed and bite from his stepbrother.
- And it will get better.
Hardin went down and started to kiss Landon’s neck with desperation. For a moment there wasn’t room in the neck that Hardin’s mouth didn’t pass over. By his side, Landon moaned softly.
Hardin took advantage and climbed onto Landon's lap, which he never done with anyone before. At first was hard to keep balance, but when Landon’s hands took him by the back, both stayed put, with their faces in front of each other.
- What do you want to do? –Landon asked–. What should we do?
- Let it flow.
- I will.
Both hooked on a kiss again. Hardin’s tongue made massages to Landon’s, as he learned years ago. His hands were getting closer to his face and with every kiss he felt more melted, a sensation he was becoming an addict.
Hardin started to swing over Landon. He felt the inflamed package of his stepbrother crashing against him, and he wanted to keep provoking him. Hardin started to moan softly, just in Landon’s hear. Landon ran with ability his back with his strong hands. He could feel the fingers passing through his neck. Trevor’s fingers were thin and fine, like a musician’s, but Landon’s were thick and strong. And Hardin asked himself how it would feel have them down there.
- Take out your pants –Hardin said.
- Are you sure?
- Of course, I never been surer.
Hardin stand up and left his stepbrother to take out the tight jeans he was wearing. Underneath of them there was a pair of dark and hairless legs. And a considerable bulge, only tamed by a pair of tighty whities. Hardin kneel without a word and as Trevor did it, he started to pass his tongue over Landon’s trapped member, which shuddered at touch.
Hardin got excited feeling the hardness of Landon’s dick. All those years since they met, Hardin never thought he will see his friend’s member, even after when they started to live together. But now he passed his tongue over it, sticking it more to the fabric and drawing a silhouette.
- Suck me off –Landon moaned.
- As you say.
Hardin didn’t waste time and pull Landon’s underwear down, freeing his penis. It was much thicker than his, although it was the same size, the most outstanding, beside the dark and shiny of the skin, was that it was lightly bend to the left. Hardin knew that suck it would be a challenge, but he was getting to like the challenges.
He opened op the mouth as wide as he can, drawing a wide O that got covered when he swallowed his stepbrother’s beating member all down. Hardin could feel a wave of pain when the gland punched against his throat, giving him a gag. But he didn’t do it, breath by the nose and kept with his job.
He kept running up and down that hard member that was offered to him. He never thought he will be so excited to swallow a dick like that, not even after what happened with Trevor, but now it was happening. He asked himself if there’s any limit. Surely there would be a lot to taste out there: long, short, thin, and thick, it was a universe of possibilities. And he thought how it would be if Trevor and Landon met. Surely, they will be a lot in common, among those things, Hardin’s tongue tracing forms on the shafts of their dicks.
- You do it so good –Landon said–. No one ever suck me off like that.
- Had any boy sucked you before?
- A few –Landon said.
Hardin didn’t have a clue that his stepbrother had taste the sin of the flesh, even less that he had did it with men. Hearing that only turn him on more.
- Really? Tell me.
- Please, Hardin –Landon said–. I’m a little embarrassed.
- Embarrassed? I told you with detail what happened with Trevor. The least you can do it give me at least a quick description of what happened.
- Well, once I fucked with a guy in a party –Landon said–. I pretended being more drunk than I actually was because I was ashamed of admitting I wanted to do it.
- I can imagine you drunk. You’re basically straight edge.
- Yes, I was sober as a judge –Landon said–. But I suppose the boy felt better thinking we’re only doing drunken shenanigans. He hadn’t drunk a thing either.
- And in the other time? What did you do?
- Do you remember Tessa’s ex?
- That boy with nothing-like face? Was his name Noah?
- Exactly –Landon said–. Let’s say I found him on the campus after she broke up with him and I gave him a hand.
- You’re a huge pervert, Landon Gibson. I don’t know how I didn’t notice before.
- I hoped you would realize it sooner –said his stepbrother.
- Seriously?
- I don’t want to scare you, Hardin. But now that we’re being honest. I’ve been wanting this a long time.
- Have you?
- Well, when we first meet, I thought you were handsome, but I wasn’t sure if I liked that yet, so I let it go. But after I tasted it, I couldn’t take the idea of seducing oy out off my head. Even when I shower, I leave the door unlocked in case you came in and that gave rise to something else.
Hardin couldn’t believe what he heard. So, his stepbrother had discovered it before him, he had desired it harder when he didn’t even imagine it. He could remember that time, when he got into the bathroom by mistake, seeing Landon turned around so careless and the way his butt cheeks stick to the transparent bulkhead. He did it on purpose.
- So, I suppose you attack that underwear on purpose.
- No, I just got in, saw that thrown and I couldn’t help but sniff it. And when I smell that, I went crazy, and I lost track of time. I didn’t expect you to catch me in the act.
- Why not?
- I thought you’ll be mad, that you’ll throw me up from here –Landon said–. I’m sorry, bro, but that reputation follows you.
For a minute, Hardin could feel again the locomotive on his chest running fast, straight to a broken bridge like in that silly old western movies his mother used to watch. But he breathed and calmed down, if he ended up angry and fighting with Landon, not only he would prove his point, also he would lose a good chance. So, instead of answer him, he opened the mouth again and kept with his oral sex session like nothing happened.
Landon quickly started to moan and make that pelvic move which only made the penis go even deeper. Hardin was in heaven with that, and when I thought it couldn't get better, his stepbrother surprised him. He took the back of his head with a hand and started to thrust with his dick on Hardin’s mouth. He kept a quick pace, almost frenetic. Hardin barely could breath, but when he got enough oxygen to talk, he only asked to not stop.
- You’re having a blast, haven’t you?
- I’m in heaven –Landon said–. You’re really good at this.
- What about you? –Hardin asked–. How good are you at sucking?
- If I didn't know you, I'd think you were asking me to suck you –Landon said with a smile–. Good for me because that’s what I want to do now.
Hardin took out his pants quickly. His dick went launched like a rocket when he pulled down his boxer. It was pulsating by the accumulated heat, with the head shiny and wet. At seeing it, Landon felt a wild desire to melt with the boy, lose every inch that separate their bodies, but he decided to start slow. He kneeled and put Hardin’s penis closer to his mouth. His lips, thick and soft, where like pads surrounding the dick’s shaft.
Hardin wondered how many times Landon had fantasized being in that position, how many times he had masturbated thinking about him, and that idea turned him more. He always had like to attract people. He knew he was handsome and the magnetism he get with women made him want more and more every time. But now it as Landon and Trevor, but could it be more? How many boys he could get on their knees.
Hardin hold his breath for a moment. His stepbrother had just moved his head at such a fast speed that it felt like his member was in the middle of a hurricane, but instead of being beaten by debris, every hit was cushioned by the interior of Landon’s mouth, a wet and pleasurable sensation. He never thought his mast would be polished with so much precision, but it was like Landon’s tongue was a wild animal, trying to eat it, dissolve it all with his saliva. And t it was giving him pricks of pleasure, he was close to cumming.
- I’m about to cum –Hardin said–. Stop.
- With only a sucking? I though you got more stamina.
- I’ve got it sensible with all this situation, it has been really exciting –Hardin said–. It’s better if you stop and we’ll do other thing if you don’t mind.
- Not a bad idea –Landon said with that naughty stare, biting his lip, which give Hardin a déjà vu.
- I’ve got an idea –Hardin–. But it’s up to you.
- Say it, bro –Landon said.
- I want to give you a black kiss.
- Do you really?
- Yes, does it have something bad?
- It just that…
- You didn’t expect me to be the kind of lad who offers another one a black kiss, innit?
- Well, it seems like that boy Trevor really helped you to loosen up.
- You don’t know how much –Hardin said smiling–. So, are you in?
- My hole is yours, Hardin. Do what you want.
Landon stand up and put himself against the room’s wall. Hardin finished lowering his pants, exposing a pair of round dark buttocks. Landon’s butt cheeks, the same he watched by mistake, were served for him like the best of feasts. Hardin started to massage his stepbrother’s butt, getting the boy to pant a little. He pressed them strongly and started to make circles with them with his hands, leaving the boy’s hole on sight. Hardin watched it with greed, he wanted all to himself, at least for a moment.
- What we got here? –Hardin asked laughing.
- Lick my hole –Landon said–. Right now!
Hardin didn’t wait any longer. He separated his brother’s ass cheeks and leave the hole on sight. And he buried his face inside. He never had done it, bur for Trevor it didn’t seem hard, and of course the mechanics of it weren’t so complicated. He stretched his tongue carefully and passed it through Landon’s tight hole, who shuddered, and at he same time he moaned. And to Hardin that moan turned him on so much, so, he went back and licked once more, getting another reaction.
Hardin went wild with his tongue. Letting in and out of Landon’s hole so quick that not even he understood it, leaving the whole place wet with his warm saliva. Meanwhile Landon moaned his heart out, like all his inhibitions from his mind had just got lost during that moment. He moaned like he was having the best pleasure on his life, and that make Hardin to want more. He sticked in his tongue deeper, and when the hole was pretty dilatated, he started with his fingers.
Hardin’s first finger get into it easily, burying himself in a dilated but tense anus. Hardin started to move his finger in and out, at the same time, he kissed and bite his stepbrother’s butt cheeks. They were rounded and almost hairless, the kind of butt cheeks you could see on adult movies: a perfect pair. Passing the tongue over the wet skin was the best sensation, feeling the salty taste of the sweat. Maybe it would never gonna happen again between the two of them, but at least Hardin will have that memory of pass his tongue over there.
- How do you feel? –Hardin asked.
- I need you to do it now –Landon said–. Penetrate me now.
Hardin knew his stepbrother’s hole wasn’t dilatated enough, and that it will hurt a little, but also understand that craving for feeling the meat entering on him, so he went, looked for a rubber on his nightstand and decided to went in.
- Ready?
- Everything ready, just do it.
Hardin started to feel a weird vibe on his body while he walked to penetrate Landon. He knew he was in the point of no return and that his life would never gonna be like it was before; but that he should have supposed it since the moment he agreed to do it with Trevor, nothing gonna be the same again. Especially now, that he was about to do it with his stepbrother.
Hardin remembered how many times he flirted with his friend’s girlfriends, knowing that if he wanted, it could happen so much more. Of course, he would never have done more than that because his fidelity with his fellas, but the idea of flirting seemed fun.
He breathed deep and sticked his member to Landon’s anus, starting to push. The boy moaned as an answer. Hardin knew the pain that action generated, but he didn’t stop, just went carefully to not make a strong move.
His duck went in little by little over that tight space. Landon was nervous, for that reason, the road became more difficult for Hardin, but filled with sensations that crossed, all focused on his member.
- Relax –Hardin said–. It gonna hurt much more if you don’t.
- It’s hard –Landon admitted–. I’ve never done this before.
Of course, Hardin understood it, although a week ago he never thought he would have that level of empathy. So, he kissed his back, bite the warm skin, and licked every corner of the neck, leaving the moans to run like a waterfall. And with that, Landon gradually gave way and relaxed, letting Hardin's member fit better into the space.
- You’re really tight –Hardin said, sweating like never before.
- Thanks, I guess.
Then he started with the back-and-forth motion, making his penis enter and exit for his and his stepbrother's pleasure. Landon couldn’t contain the moans. They were so loud that he was sure the neighbors heard it all. They should think the worst of him, but Hardin didn’t mind.
Landon bent over by pleasure, his back passed from tense to loose, in only single constant move which make Hardin wanted to moan till die. And he started to spank Landon’s butt cheeks, making a particular sound which turned him more. He remembered the first time he saw his stepbrother naked and now he realized he wanted to do all that only to do that: spank him. Of course, now he was doing much more than that and it felt so good.
Landon dove to the floor in one quick movement and got back into position. Hardin realized his stepbrother put his face on the used underwear, the same where Trevor cum. Landon sniffed it like his life depends on it, and each time he gave stronger thrusts with his pelvis.
- Don’t hoard it –Hardin said–. Haven’t you listened about sharing the toys?
- I’m sorry –Landon said laughing.
The boy got the piece of fabric closer to Hardin’s face, a hard task because Hardin didn’t stop thrusting on his hole. Hardin could feel all that essence, it was a mix of cum and sweat, a smell of masculinity that drove him crazy. And made him to thrust stronger against his stepbrother’s hole, who moaned out of control.
- It’s delicious –Hardin said.
- Well, you did it, isn’t it?
- A work of art –Hardin said laughing, at the same time he thrusted Landon’s anus.
Both stepbrothers passed around the smelly garment during the process. Hardin sniffed that dizzy smell deeper every time, like it was a shot of adrenaline, giving him energy to keep going and feel his dick against his stepbrother’s tight hole.
Hardin extended his hand and started to masturbate his stepbrother’s warm dick, making him to moan loud. Hardin was in the zone, feeling the thick dick on his hands and with the smell of Trevor’s cum soggy on that boxer. It was his bigger erotic fantasy he never thought. And it always could get better.
- Are you okay? –Landon asked.
- I want you to penetrate me –Hardin said.
- What?
- Penetrate me. I want you inside me.
Hardin could feel his stepbrother’s hesitation for a few seconds.
- Are you sure?
- Never been surer.
- Then, put that little white ass, I need to dilatate it.
- That’s what I like –Hardin said.
Hardin freed Landon’s tight anus and welcomed him with a kiss. They both started to mix tongues, massaging each other bodies with passion. Hardin was focused on playing with Landon’s nipples, pinching them so hard the boy made a mix of moan and snarl his stepbrother enjoyed.
The boy couldn’t believe he was kissing his stepbrother that way, a sexual dream he kept for so long, but now it was more than a masturbatory fantasy. It had happened: there he was, tongue kissing with Hardin Scott, the one begging him to fuck him. It was better than any fantasy.
Landon left the kiss and made a fast move to put himself on Hardin’s back. The boy’s butt cheeks were whitish and tight, which contrasted with Landon’s dark hands while play with that ass, opening it and closing it for the pleasure of his stepbrother.
Landon got his tongue close to lick Hardin’s tight hole. The boy started to mean and squirm to the touch of that wet tongue. Landon felt himself more confident every time, with his tongue running every inch of the skin of both butt cheeks, introducing it on that hole, waiting to dilatate it more every time.
The he introduced the tongue, he continued with the fingers. He could see how his thin dark fingers get with incredible ease in Hardin’s hole.
- It's a weird thing to ask you this, but since nothing is normal anymore, I think I'll do it.
- What about? –Hardin asked, letting a moan out.
- Do you realize how open you’re?
- I know –Hardin said–. I’m sorry. Although I suppose it’s normal. That jerk Trevor went there a few days ago. And since then, I’ve been playing with my fingers.
- I’ve never though I would hear Hardin Scott talking about anal masturbation –Landon said–. I suppose anything could happen in this life.
- Are you gonna keep talking? Or are you gonna proceed to action?
- Of course, sir –Landon said–. I’ll no longer be distracted by the depth of your anus.
Landon kept his mission. His tongue ran through Hardin’s hole slowly, making capers on the anal walls looking for moans from his stepbrother, which he couldn’t hold even how hard tried. Deep down Hardin kept being that proud boy, even on those situations.
- I think it’s lubricated already –Hardin said. His voice barely could hide the craving for feeling Landon’s cock.
- Are you sure you’re okay with this? I don’t want to hurt you halfway.
- I suppose we’ll discover on the way –the boy said and put his ass on display.
Landon rested his member between his stepbrothers’ buttocks. It was a contrast: a thick and dark cock in the middle of a pair of whitish butt cheeks. Then, he went in carefully with the head, he started to push inside the anus, leaving his dick to get into it slowly, inch by inch, while Hardin moaned, a mix of pain and pleasure, which were losing clarity. He didn’t know where one started and the other finished.
- Are you okay? –Landon asked.
- Shut up –his stepbrother said–. Just shut up and do it. Do you want me to beg you? In this moment I could.
For some reason unknown, that turned Landon a lot. Since their stepbrother relationship had started, Hardin had always been distant. It had been Landon who had made all the efforts to get closer. Once Hardin, in a spite of rage after a call from his mother, told him:
- Aren't you ashamed to beg for affection?
He apologized the next day and Landon let it slip like nothing had happened, but it hurt him. And now Hardin was on his feet, willing to beg for his cock. Landon stopped suddenly.
- Beg me –he said.
- What?
- I want you to beg me –Landon said–. Beg for this cock. Otherwise, I won’t do a thing.
- Don’t be ridiculous -Hardin said, but he didn’t stick out from his stepbrother’s body, not even an inch.
- That’s my price –Landon said –. I want you to beg me and then I’ll think if I’ll do or not.
Landon expected Hardin to get up and start insulting him, remind him that finding another penis or calling Tessa and convincing her to come back wouldn't be too difficult, but he didn’t. He stayed there, where he was. He swallowed his saliva loudly and said:
- Please, I want you to break my ass.
- What did you say? I couldn’t hear you –Landon said, knowing he was playing with his luck.
- I’m begging you to fuck me! –Hardin said and started to watch his stepbrother with an incredible sadness–. Please, fill my groins with your cum. I need it.
Landon, who was convinced to doing it before the boy started with the begs, put his face closer to Hardin’s and buried it in a deep kiss. He felt how their tongues tangled up with delicacy, but soon the movement turned wild. They stopped being Hardin and Landon, two stepbrothers with some socialization problems and they transformed into two wild creatures carried by pleasure.
There wasn’t anyone in the planet who could guess the pleasure they both feel while fucking. Nobody expected it, but while Landon pushed his dick on Hardin’s tight hole, he realize he was enjoying tit like never before. And his stepbrother could say the same. He was about to burst and the only thing he wanted was to feel that skin against his more time.
Landon thought for a moment. There he was, slowly penetrating Hardin Scott, the same one who had destroyed the glass door that led to the pool just for getting a Family Feud question wrong and who had climbed into a printer to photocopy his buttocks until the ink ran out, only to win a bet against another boy. That boy, indomitable and unpredictable like a storm, was subjected to his desires, letting his anus become the place where he deposited his excitement. It was all too fantastic and surreal to be true.
The boy began to pleasure his stepbrother. He could feel his penis enter Hardin's tight cavity, making him let out a moan accompanied by an insult. Landon wanted to laugh, but he kept his mouth closed not wanting to moan like he was doing inside.
Landon began moving slowly, evaluating the ground he had opened with his tongue, letting Hardin's anus get used to the measurements of his member. The boy on his part was moaning like crazy, muffling his own sounds against the pillow. He had heard the term "pillow-biter" or "pillow-squeezer," even used it derogatorily to refer to people he disliked, but he hadn’t fully understood it until that moment. With Landon's penis slowly entering his hole, he either bit the pillow or moaned with superhuman strength. And since he didn't want the entire floor to find out about his new sexual adventure, he preferred to bite until his teeth hurt.
Landon had turned into a beast. His thrusts were powerful, Hardin could feel how his anus opened easily, letting in that big, hot member. He moaned loudly into the pillow, as if remaining silent would make him explode.
- Do you like it? –Landon asked at the same time he spanked Hardin–. Do you like it, bitch?
- Yeah –Hardin moaned–. I love it.
- Whose bitch are you? –his stepbrother asked.
- I’m yours –Hardin said–. Give me more.
Landon was enjoying that too much. He didn't mean that they were making love, he found it cheesy and too far removed from what was really happening. But he also didn't consider that saying "get laid" described the entire experience. It was an intermediate point between the two. Something pleasant, where there was a complicity born of years of dealing with the other, but that lacked the idea of love. At least romantic love.
They had both forgotten to be silent. Sex had entered its noisy stage, letting the legs of the bed do a concert by rocking with the force of Landon's thrusts. Hardin moaned loudly, letting his stepbrother know that he was on the right track. And feeling the orgasm closer and closer, while his penis crushed against the sheets was stimulated by the pure friction.
Landon felt the tickling in his belly that told him his orgasm was near. I wished to extend that pleasure further. He wished he could see it from the outside and worship it just as people worshipped the saints in a temple. But there was nothing divine about it. They were two guys copulating and he was about to finish.
- I’m about to cum, Hardin –the boy said between moans.
- Me too –his stepbrother said.
Hardin's movements began to become stronger and more constant. Landon felt his stepbrother's pelvis colliding with his and how his member squeezed inside him. Unable to contain himself, he let out a long moan as his penis released jets of thick semen that were captured in the condom.
- Shit –Landon said.
For his part, Hardin let the friction of the sheets be accompanied by his hand while he felt the last movements of Landon's penis inside him and achieved a quick and satisfying orgasm that was crowned with a moan.
The two boys were left lying on the bed, sweaty as ever, with drops of semen dripping from their bodies and their breathing short.
- That was good –Hardin said with a tired voice.
- What we just do? –Landon asked.
- Something we both enjoyed –Hardin said–. Nothing we should regret.
- Do you think it could happen again? –Landon asked trying to keep awake. He still had to take a shower and go back home.
- I don’t think –Hardin said–. I know it’ll happen again.
- Do you think Trevor would like to know you fuck with me?
- Trevor’s not my boyfriend or anything like that –Hardin said–. Besides, I can bet that he’ll love to hear this.
- I think this only gonna get better –Landon said laughing while he looked for his underwear on the darkening room.
- Can I ask you a favor? -Hardin asked while his stepbrother cleaned the leftovers of his jizz on his belly.
- Whatever you like.
- Do you think you could live your undies here? –the boy asked–. I’m starting a kind of collection.