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Ryu couldn’t settle. He kept flitting unceremoniously back and forth from one side of the house to the other, looking through the windows and thrumming the side of his pant leg with his fingers. He bounced up against the front window and looked out over at the driveway and road in front of the house to look for people he knew wouldn’t be there. Eventually, he sighed, fell back against the wall, and crumbled. It had taken hours for him to finally realize that their parents weren’t coming home any time soon. Even now, a couple days in, he was refusing to settle.
“How long do you think the quarantine is going to last?” He called over to his brother Levi. The elder brother was splayed out on the couch surfing from channel to channel and frowning. Every one of the sports programs he was used to watching now had the same breaking news scrawl drifting across the bottom of the screen.
“It doesn’t say there’s an end right now,” he motioned to the words “until further notice” that were in bold. “Just wait, it’ll let up in a week or something. Maybe even a few days.”
“But mom and dad are going to come back home sooner than that, right?” Ryu said tentatively.
Levi grunted. “They’re probably at some communal shelter waiting for this to blow over. The government doesn’t want anyone going outside at all right now. We’re just going to have to wait until the clearance is given. Why don’t you go play video games or something and stop bothering me?”
Ryu tentatively nudged up to his big brother and pressed his cheek against the side of the couch. “I’m sorry for bothering you. It’s just… The wifi is on the fritz, and I can’t even talk to anyone.” He sighed. “No one was responding to my messages before it went out anyways.”
“Well, I’m not your entertainment,” Levi muttered.
“What are you watching?” Ryu turned his head at the screen.
“Hockey. It’s not new, they’re playing reruns. The season’s been delayed thanks to this whole quarantine mess.”
Ryu looked back to his older brother. The tanned man in his early twenties was stretched out taking up the whole of the couch, wearing a pair of track pants and a stained wifebeater. He was more chiseled than Ryu could ever hope to be. Getting a football scholarship to an ivy league university had been an easy feat for someone as built as Levi when you added in the skill he put towards it. But now he was stuck in the suburbs because he had visited them at the worst possible time. He wasn’t going anywhere for the next few days, and that knowledge was wearing him down more than a lack of internet wore down Ryu.
“I don’t really like sports,” Ryu murmured. Levi glanced down at his brother, rolled his eyes, and ruffled the kid’s hair.
“Well, what d’you want to watch then?”
“I don’t know. Do they have like, a comedy special on or something?”
Levi checked through the channels, but he kept glancing down at Ryu. The boy wasn’t that much younger than him, but his thin body and slender physical features that came from their mom made him look a little too childish sometimes. People tended to baby him. He tried to compensate with grittier clothing like the studded black jeans and band shirt he had on now, but it only made him look like a goth twink. Levi could recall numerous times he’d had to come save the kid when he was being accosted by strangers on the street. A strong linebacker appearing behind Ryu was usually enough to scare off those weird middle aged businessmen. Usually. Sometimes they needed a more physical approach.
“Wait, I love this show!” Ryu lit up and hit Levi’s hand until the man turned the channel back to the one he wanted. He didn’t recognize it, but there was a marathon of it running, so he settled back on the couch and decided to let his brain melt. At least his brother wasn’t being a nervous wreck anymore. He was tired of Ryu asking about their parents.
The evening came and went, and Levi heated up a microwave pizza for the both of them. Ryu got into the peanut butter ice cream, but Levi stuck to pacing his old room and letting the kid do what he wanted. He didn’t want to show Ryu what he was really feeling.
He had been careful around his younger brother, but Levi was just as nervous about the quarantine as the kid was. Maybe more so. Their parents hadn’t come back the night the message from the government went out on all channels, and days later there wasn’t a peep out of anyone. The phones weren’t dead or anything, but the emergency line provided them with nothing more than a busy signal, and their parents just had a dead line. He knew that there were people still alive out there, of course. Television shows and live broadcasts of news anchors showed they weren’t alone. But it was strangely silent in their neighborhood.
Everything was more strained in the man’s eyes. He tried to do some working out in his room with the weights from his high school days, but his mind wasn’t leaving the apprehension behind him. They didn’t even know what exactly this quarantine was for. It could have been anything. The scroll he looked down at was always the same vague warning. “Do not leave your house. Remain Indoors. This is a national emergency. Do not open the door. Await further instructions. This is not a drill.”
Levi suspected it had to do with some kind of airborne illness, but there was no way the house was air tight. Which meant maybe there was some kind of contact problem? But then, couldn’t people go outside in hazmat suits? And it was a pretty sunny day before the sun set, so it was nothing to do with the weather. A terrorist threat? He hadn’t heard the sound of gunfire either.
Levi went to sleep that night in an uneasy state. It was easy, then, for him to be awoken by a quiet knock on the side of his door. He sat up immediately and quietly growled at the small figure that curled against the frame.
“I was having trouble sleeping,” Ryu whispered.
“You’re fucking old enough to sleep on your own,” Levi grumbled. “Why are you bothering me?”
“Weren’t you having trouble too?”
“No.”
“Liar.”
Levi rolled his eyes in the dark. Before he could say no, Ryu was crawling into the twin bed alongside his older brother in his boxers. The boy turned around so he was facing away, but his back was pressed up against Levi’s shoulder. Ryu then grabbed the blanket and pulled it over himself, and Levi was left to stare up at the ceiling with only half of it on him.
“There’s not enough room,” Levi said in the dark. “You should sleep on your own.”
“I’m scared,” Ryu admitted.
“You’re too old to be scared.”
“Aren’t you scared too?” Ryu asked. His older brother scratched his own head, then quietly sighed.
“Nah. I’m not scared. We just… Need to wait for things to blow over.” But that wasn’t true, and Levi knew that. He also knew that any waver in his confidence wasn’t going to help his younger brother’s psyche. He’d always been Ryu’s rock when they were younger, and this was no exception. Already the boy seemed more relaxed that his big brother thought everything was going to be fine, shivering as he was.
Levi turned over to the boy’s back, then pulled his younger brother into his arms, holding him from behind. Immediately, he felt awkward holding Ryu. They hadn’t done this in years, and it felt weird to actually be the one to instigate touching him. When they were younger, sure, but there always comes a time when siblings stop showing signs of affection like that. That’s what he thought, at least. But then, drastic times called for drastic measures, even if this felt really fucking weird to him.
After a few moments, he heard the sound of sniffling.
“Are you… Are you crying?”
“No.”
“Don’t lie to me, Ryu.”
“Sorry…” He sniffled quietly. “I’ll be quiet.”
Levi grumbled. “Why are you crying?”
“I just… I thought you hated me.”
“What? Why would you think that?”
“Well, I mean, ever since you left for college, you never really talked to me. And you haven’t touched me in years. And now I’m all confused, I guess…”
“I don’t hate you, dude.”
“But-“
“I mean it. I don’t hate you. You’re my little brother. I have to look out for you.”
“Why did it… Why did it take a quarantine to actually touch me?”
Levi sighed and buried his face in Ryu’s neck. He smelled oddly sweet this close. “I guess I felt like I had some kind of reputation I needed to uphold or something. You’re not like any of my friends. None of them act like this. And I got used to the way they were. We’re like… You know, the boys. It’s not the same. And it feels weird to do this, because of that I guess.”
“I know I’m not very strong or big or good at sports or like your friends,” Ryu whimpered softly. “I’m sorry that I get choked up over this. I guess I have to… I dunno, get used to it?”
“You don’t need to apologize for that. We’re family. We don’t pick family. And you don’t have to be the same as my friends. You’re Ryu. You don’t need to change.” Levi closed his eyes with his face resting in his brother’s hair. “Go to sleep, okay? I’m here. We’ll see mom and dad sooner than you know it.”
“Okay,” Ryu murmured. His shivering soon stopped. The two of them fell asleep with Levi’s hands around Ryu’s waist, and his leg tucked in between his younger brother’s.
Over the next few days, very little new information was released. The scrolling message would differ, but only in varying vague levels of telling people to stay in their homes. The news stations were often offline or the camera equipment would be completely based in people’s homes, where the only information that was offered was the perspective of different newscasters in their pajamas. One station had a camera set at the white house, but only the front of the building. The live feed showed a ghost town punctuated by the occasional movement in a window. And by the fifth day of being stuck in the house, the wifi had completely gone down. No more spotty messages getting through anymore, now nothing was working. This left the two brothers bored as hell, and unable to sit still and watch the television any longer.
During the day, they played round after round of cards and board games. Levi taught Ryu how to play poker in the worst possible way so the older brother would always win, and Ryu showed Levi just how subpar he was when it came to Monopoly. The two of them tried to remain in high spirits, but there would always be moments when one of them would look to the front window again just to make sure that a car hadn’t pulled up to the driveway in front of their house. They were losing hope, but neither of them were about to say anything about it.
It was during the night that their anxiety really hit. Levi had gotten so used to Ryu constantly invading his room, that he was the one to suggest they move to their parent’s room and make use of the Queen sized bed that allowed the two of them to no longer fight for space. Ryu could stretch out like a starfish if he wanted.
But instead of utilizing that extra room, Levi often found himself waking up in the middle of the night to the kid nuzzled up against his chest, using him as a body pillow. Sometimes Levi woke up in the morning to him doing the exact same thing to his little brother instead. It was weird, especially when he woke up with his morning wood pressing into Ryu’s back, but the two of them never said anything about it. They needed each other, Levi decided. If he made Ryu feel safe, he was willing to sacrifice a few awkward moments.
It was clear, though, that the anxiety and boredom was getting to the both of them.
“I don’t want to play anymore card games,” Ryu groaned as he finished another set in go fish. “We’re going to ruin these cards at this rate, look how bent they are.”
“Well I’m not going to play another game with you cheating at Monopoly,” Levi complained. “You always win.”
“I’m not cheating, you’re just terrible at Monopoly.”
“No, I see you taking five hundred dollar bills from the bank when I’m not looking,” Levi argued. “Don’t pretend you’re better than me.”
“I did it because that’s what the game said to do!” Ryu stood from the kitchen table in a huff and walked right around to confront Levi. “I won it fair and square!”
“Tell me where in the game it says you can take out five hundred when the other player isn’t looking.” Levi glared his brother down, but there was a faint smirk hiding in there.
Ryu grinned tentatively. “I dunno, I wrote it in somewhere.”
Levi grabbed the boy and pulled him into his lap with a wry smile. “You little fucker,” he half snarled, half laughed as he tried to tickle his younger brother like he had when they were younger. “I knew it, you’re a big cheater, you can’t stand that I always beat you at cards!”
Ryu desperately tried to get away from Levi’s hands tickling his armpits, laughing so hard that there were tears in his eyes. But he was no match for the man that was infinitely stronger than him. “It’s your fault, you’re a terrible teacher! I still don’t know what a river means!”
Levi snarled against Ryu’s ear. “You’re just a horrible student,” he teased. “If you listened better, maybe then you’d actually win a game for once. You need to learn how to bluff, you’re no good. It’s like reading an open book.” At that, he swarmed Ryu’s armpits and hips and made the boy erupt into a laughing fit as he tried to squirm out of his older brother’s grip.
“N-no Levi- stop- it’s too m-much!”
“This is punishment for cheating,” Levi insisted. He trailed his fingers teasingly along the boy’s hips and made him squirm even harder. Ryu had always had ticklish hip bones. The rubbing of the younger brother’s jeans against the man’s drawstring track pants brought a warmth to Levi that he wasn’t paying enough attention to. Subconsciously he pressed further. The more he tickled, the harder the boy pressed into his lap. He locked Ryu’s legs with his own, his breathing growing faintly thicker from the effort of trying to keep him in place. Ryu was always a squirmer, especially when being tickled. It always made it more fun for Levi, who had him firmly pinned and was trying to trail his finger tips along the v of his hip bones to really make him shiver.
There was a moment when Levi realized that Ryu wasn’t giggling anymore. He could hear the boy panting faintly, like he was trying to catch his breath. But there was a lull. He was shaking, still squirming faintly, but he wasn’t really moving anymore. And Levi realized with a sinking feeling that his younger brother was nestled right up against his growing erection. He hadn’t even realized he was hard.
“Ryu?” Levi breathed.
“Huh?” Ryu glanced back at Levi. His face was red, and his body was trembling. The two of them stared at each other for a moment, until Ryu scrambled out of his older brother’s lap and to the other side of the room. There was a clear tent in his jeans. “Sorry,” Ryu whispered.
“That… That was my fault,” Levi muttered. “It’s fine. We’ve both been cooped up in here too long. Why don’t we play something else?”
“There’s nothing else to play,” Ryu whimpered. The two of them went quiet. Then, Levi got up slowly, and stalked into the living room.
“Let’s go watch something,” he said.
“I’m s-sorry!” Ryu called after him. “I didn’t mean-“
Levi groaned, turned around, and tugged Ryu over to the couch by the collar of his shirt. “You didn’t do anything wrong, kid. That was all my fault. Not yours. You just sat there. It went appropriate to really not in a split second, and I shouldn’t have done that.” He sat himself and his younger brother down, grabbed the remote, and turned on the T.V. He crossed his legs to keep Ryu from seeing just how hard he still was. His brother didn’t need to see that.
“Okay…” Ryu said quietly. He watched the cartoon that Levi put on for them, and slowly settled back into the couch. The two of them silently watched the marathon run for a solid awkward hour, before Ryu finally spoke up again. “So… Are you gay?”
“No.”
“Okay,” Ryu said. He went back to the show.
“Are you gay?” Levi asked.
“No!” He said quickly. “I mean, I don’t think so.”
“You were pretty turned on when I tickled you,” Levi said carefully.
“That was just – that was weird, okay?”
“Sure.”
“And I just reacted. Like you.”
“Alright.”
Ryu crossed his arms and stared hard at the colorful pictures on the screen.
Levi drummed his hands on the arm of the couch. “And what would you say if I was gay?” He asked his younger brother.
“I don’t care. You’re still my big brother.”
“Really?”
Ryu blushed. “I mean, you’re still important to me. You protect me. And who you like doesn’t change that.”
“That sounds pretty gay to me,” Levi chuckled.
“I’m not gay!”
“I am.”
Ryu blinked. “… Seriously?”
“I guess. I never found a girl I liked, but guys were plenty fine. Why, did you think I was too much of a muscle head to be queer?”
“I thought you were joking,” Ryu squeaked.
“Nah.” Levi patted Ryu on the shoulder.
“Did you tell mom and dad yet?”
“No,” Levi admitted. “I think I’m going to tell them after I have a secure job and a stable income. Then it’ll be less of an impact if they disown me.”
“They wouldn’t!” Ryu jumped on the couch and peered up at Levi on his hands and knees. “Mom and dad are pretty accepting. They didn’t even care when I wore a bunch of black clothes all the time.”
“They didn’t care because you were going through a phase,” Levi argued. “And you’re still doing it. They think you’ll grow out of it eventually, so they aren’t worried. But they would be worried, if they knew that their eldest son was never going to give them kids. But, at least they got you, so not as big of a deal.”
“Right…” Ryu faltered. “I guess.” He went back to sitting normally on the couch, and the two of them went back to an even more awkward silence. Ryu’s mind was racing, and Levi was desperately trying to focus on cartoon characters instead of the images of Ryu being with another man.
That night, Levi dithered over whether he should let Ryu stay in their parents’ bed together. He was acutely aware of how close his brother snuggled up to him at night, and of the fact that he only wore boxers to bed. Sometimes during the middle of the night, he’d find Ryu’s underwear hanging down around his thighs from movement in his sleep, with the kid’s cock just splayed out against his stomach. It made Levi twitch. Just the thought made his gut churn at how disgusted he was. He knew for the kids own safety that he should be sleeping alone.
He knew he should say something, but somehow he felt if he actually put words to it, it would make it real. And Levi wanted to pretend that this whole thing didn’t exist. And then he could never bring himself to say no to the worried face of Ryu when he was so nervous that their parents still hadn’t come back yet. If there was one thing his younger brother was good at, it was playing up his childish features. He could make anybody do anything for him if he acted helpless. Levi knew he wasn’t. But still, Ryu ended up with his back rubbing up against Levi’s chest, and Levi still ended up with his hands curled around his younger brother’s hips. His hands hugged his brother’s curves so naturally. He had to resist exploring them.
That morning, when Levi’s cock was poking against the cheeks of his brother and both were still half asleep, Levi was still in the haze of a dream. He rubbed himself against Ryu, enjoying the scene where he was a werewolf fucking a helpless virgin boy’s ass. He imagined spreading those cheeks apart, biting down on his shoulder, making that hole take the shape of his cock and listening to the lustful cries of a bottom that had only just realized the joys of what a cock could do. The dream was vivid, he could feel his fur pressing into the back of the boy, listen to the cries and moans and the sound of his own gruff howling. The rutting got faster and faster until Ryu’s squeak and a hard slap to the shoulder suddenly woke up out of the dream.
Levi stared dumbstruck at Ryu. His younger brother was bright red, shaking and clearly just as horny at he was. But he was glaring at Levi all the same. Moments passed, and that disgust began to grow again inside Levi. He’d fucked up. Ryu was in shock, and Levi didn’t blame him. The older brother winced and rubbed his hand. “Ow. You slapped me.”
“You were grinding against me!”
“I was dreaming, sorry about that.”
“What the hell were you dreaming about?”
“You don’t want to know.” Levi turned over.
“But…”
“Seriously. Do not want to know.” The older brother got up and grabbed his shirt so Ryu couldn’t pursue it further. He definitely wasn’t about to tell his brother who’s face the boy in the dream had.
Eight days into the quarantine, and the two of them were growing mentally exhausted. They flicked from television channel to television channel. Ryu began to make mazes in Microsoft word that he’d try to get Levi to solve. Levi tried his hand at cooking for an hour, and stopped when it was clear he was in danger of burning the house down. But everything the two of them did was half assed at best. Neither of the brothers were excited at the prospect of being home alone anymore. Both of them were isolated. The scrawl at the bottom of the screen offered the same information, and even the newscasters seemed kind of beaten from being stuck in their homes for days on end. One studio was running a piece on what to do when you couldn’t think of anything else to do anymore.
Eventually, Levi and Ryu ended up sitting on their living room floor, staring up at the ceiling.
Levi pointed to a black spot. “Is that the marker dot I made when I was in middle school?”
“Yeah,” Ryu giggled softly. “You were trying to prove you could reach that high.”
“Well, I could.”
“You could,” his younger brother agreed. Ryu stared at a spider slowly making its way back towards its web from one corner to another. “Do you remember when we had spiders in every corner of the ceiling in the living room?”
“We named all of them after football players.”
“No, you did that,” Ryu sighed. “I wanted to name them after star constellations, but you wouldn’t let me.”
“To be far, that sounds gay as hell.”
“You can’t just keep using gay as an insult,” Ryu said.
“I am gay, I can do what I want.” Levi could almost hear his younger brother rolling his eyes.
“I don’t think that’s right.”
“What is right, then?”
“I don’t know…” The two of them lapsed into silence.
“What’s it like?” Ryu eventually mumbled. “Being with a guy.”
“Why do you want to know?”
“I’m bored, Levi.”
Levi sighed. “Well, it’s good, I guess. It’s sex, and sex is good. You ever have sex?”
“No.”
“Didn’t think so.”
“What is that supposed to mean?!”
“You’re a twink, Ryu, you’re way too submissive to get a girl, unless you want someone to domme you. And then you’ll end up with those crazy chicks that want you to cut off your own dick or something.” Levi chuckled. “Honestly, I think you’re better off waiting. Once you get to college you’ll probably find someone more your speed. Maybe some cute five foot nothing or something.”
Ryu bit his lip. “What’s a twink?”
Levi paused. “You don’t know what a twink is?”
“No.”
The older brother groaned. “It’s like – a gay boy that’s effeminate. But you don’t have to be gay to look like one. It’s a type. A lot of guys are into them. Like, remember those perverts I chased off in the mall? They were into twinks. They like the idea of small guys with little muscle and a cutesy attitude.”
Ryu went quiet, and Levi quietly smothered a blush as he stared hard at the ceiling. It was embarrassing having to explain something like this to a younger brother.
“Are… Are you into twinks?” Ryu asked.
“What the hell kind of question is that?”
“I don’t know, I’m just curious!”
“It sounds like you’re asking if I’m into you.”
“Well – I mean – “ Ryu sputtered. “Are you?”
Levi sat up suddenly to stare at his younger brother. “No! You’re my brother! I’ve seen you in diapers, that would be gross!”
“Then what happened the other day, when you tickled me?” Ryu sat up too. “And then last night? And every other time? I know what a leg feels like, Levi.”
Levi growled. “Ryu, I think you should drop this.”
“But I felt it. If you’re not into me, then you’re into this twink thing, and then maybe you’re just sexually frustrated or something. You could try rubbing one out in your room.” Ryu could barely stutter through the sentence.
“Believe me, I do more than enough of that. I’m bored too, and there’s nothing much else to do.”
“But then you’re still hard all the time! Do you have like a problem or something?”
“Stop talking about my dick, man!”
“I’m sorry,” Ryu relented. “I didn’t mean – I’ll shut up. Sorry.” He retreated in on himself with crossed arms. Levi sighed, ran a hand through his hair, then paused when he noticed the faint flush on Ryu’s cheeks. He looked down, and caught a glimpse of that familiar tent in his brother’s jeans.
Quietly, he crawled towards the boy that seemed to be staring hard at his own feet. Too late, Ryu looked up to see his older brother towering over him.
“Are you into me?” Levi asked.
“No!” Ryu stuttered. His blush grew. “That would be wrong, you’re right. We’re just bored, and spending way too much time together.”
Levi looked down, then flicked his eyes back to Ryu. “But you’re hard.”
“Stop talking about it, it’s just embarrassing!” Ryu kicked away from Levi and shuffled away until he was up against the wall, but still his older brother followed until there was no room left to run. “Of course I’m going to react to it,” Ryu whimpered. “We shouldn’t be talking about this. It’s weird sex stuff, brothers don’t talk about this.”
“I have the excuse that I’m gay, and you keep sleeping in the same bed as me,” Levi muttered as he moved even closer. He was only inches away now. “Your excuse seems kind of dumb in comparison.”
“it’s not dumb,” Ryu insisted. “You just… You’re the one that tickled me and made me feel weird.”
“What do you mean, feel weird?” Levi sat back on his haunches, then grabbed Ryu by the scruff of his neck. The younger brother yelped as Levi plucked him from the safety of the wall and dropped him right in the elder brother’s lap. Levi then settled his hands around the boy’s hips. It really did feel right. His hands were big, and easily held him. “Like this?” He began to rub his fingers over the lines of Ryu’s hip bones, similar to the way he’d been tickling him before. His younger brother let out a yelp as the older brother traced featherlight patterns.
“Yeah!” Ryu whimpered. “Like… ah… That…”
Levi flushed at the noises his younger brother was making. Those weren’t noises of disgust. “We’ve been inside this house way too long,” Levi muttered by his ear. “Look at us…”
“Stop grinding into me,” Ryu cried out softly. “It’s weird…”
“You’re the one moving your hips back. I’m barely even touching you. See?” He traced those same light patterns down until he hit his bother’s pant line, then dipped his fingers past them until those lines ended in something stiff and twitching. A sharp shiver went through Ryu’s body as his older brother found his cock. His hands reached back to grab Levi’s arms in some attempt to stop him, but the feeling of fingers stroking the quivering member quickly made him falter. The younger brother’s protests ended in a long, low moan as his legs fell apart. He let out a light tremble as finger tips brushed over the head of his prick.
“Fuck, you’re way too easy,” Levi breathed. “All it takes it touching you, and everything relaxes.”
“Levi…” Ryu whimpered. “It feels weird…”
“You’ve got yourself off before, kid, it’s not that different.” Levi pressed his face into his younger brother’s neck and smelled the scent of his shampoo. They used the same brand, but it smelled particularly good on him.
“How do you know?” He whimpered.
“I listened to you do it.” Levi bit down on his neck, and Ryu cried out softly as he began to squirm. Levi tightened the grip on his cock and tugged the boy closer to him. Those legs that came apart so easily, he kept them pinned with his own, as soon as he’d gotten the jeans and underwear off. Ryu’s rod was average, maybe a little small, but nothing to sniff at.
“When did you do that?” The younger brother whimpered.
“When we were younger. Your room is right next to mine. I could hear you doing it. You were always way too loud. Mom and dad probably didn’t, but I couldn’t fall asleep thanks to you. I kept hearing every little noise you made.” He bit his lip. “Sometimes, I’d jerk off to those noises.” Levi squeezed the head of his brother’s cock, and Ryu didn’t hold back his cries as he struggled in Levi’s lap. But the struggling only made Levi harder. His own cock strained painfully, every movement of his brother made him flinch. Finally, he’d had enough.
He pulled down his own pants just enough to grab his straining rod, and pointed it flush with Ryu’s ass. The older brother panted against the boy’s nape. Ryu was panting too, shuddering in a mixture of excitement and revulsion as he felt the sheer size of his brother’s cock against him. The man dwarfed him in every way, and he had him firmly pinned. He couldn’t move. Ryu knew somewhere inside just how wrong this was, that he should try harder, say something. But Levi wasn’t listening. And with that cock pushing up against Ryu’s back, the younger brother was growing deaf to the warnings in his head, too.
“You can’t,” Ryu whimpered. “What if mom and dad come in?”
“Then mom and dad get the show of a lifetime, don’t they?” Levi growled against Ryu’s nape as he grinded against his younger brother’s ass. All reason had flown out the window. He wanted to do this. He needed to do this. Fucking his younger brother had turned in an obsession, and now his favorite piece of ass was right in front of him. His younger brother had been a tease for the past eight days and he’d gone mad, and these were the consequences. Ryu should have known.
His younger brother was a whimpering, panting mess as Levi stroked his length. The precum had made everything sticky. It made slick, oozing sounds as the older brother spread it over the head and down the veined sides of Ryu’s twitching and shaking cock. Ryu had gone from fighting it with faint kicking and grabbing of Levi’s neck, to settling in his lap and quietly panting as he let his older brother jerk him off. He stared at the large hands, their rough abrasive pads and the thick meaty fingers. He arched against the touch, quietly whimpering, unsure of what to say or what to think. He didn’t even know what he was supposed to do. He felt useless, but he couldn’t speak.
Levi’s face was red. His whole body was clenched, and he couldn’t help but grind back against Ryu with every thrust of his hand over that cock. His wrist was getting tired, and he was only getting more frustrated, so he pulled away and spat into his own hand.
“What are you doing?” Ryu whimpered.
“Prepping you. I don’t want you ripping your ass because I’m being stupid and not thinking straight.” Ryu’s eyes widened, but before he could protest, a thick finger had already gone down to the knuckle inside his porcelain ass. The younger brother cried out as he began to struggle again, but Levi’s grip was firm. There was no possible way the kid was getting out of this.
The older brother kissed along Ryu’s neck, offering quiet, subpar words of reassurance as he struggled to open up his young brother’s tight hole. Ryu kept flinching as the fingers gouged into him, pulling him apart and making him feel oddly open. Eventually Levi was forcing him down onto his hands and knees he could get a better angle and really work those digits in there.
The older brother had to pause, and open up Ryu with two hands when he realized just how hot his brother’s ass was stretched like this. The cock that still strained from not being able to cum hung quivering against Ryu’s leg, his poor balls nearly purple with need. His ass was remarkably pliable, stretching easily with the saliva and precum Levi had stained it with. And Ryu just sat there on his knees and took it, his head hung, his chest heaving, his hips angled up. The younger brother couldn’t deny that it felt good, everything spasmed in the best ways and he felt like he was only moments away from cumming right up against the baseboard of their living room. But he couldn’t forget who it was that was fucking their fingers into his ass. Levi was his older brother. He was supposed to be his family. He was the man that had argued with him over all sorts of little things, that had gone on long family road trips together, that bathed with him when they were toddlers. Family didn’t do this. And yet, for some reason, his heart was beating out of his chest at just the thought of what was going to come next.
Levi rolled on the condom with gritted teeth before aligning himself with Ryu’s gorgeous ass. He pressed his chest up against Ryu’s back and braced his hand against the wall they faced, then whispered softly in Ryu’s ear, his voice strained. “I want you to do it.”
“Huh?” Ryu looked up with fevered eyes.
“Fuck yourself on me.”
He went bright red. “I can’t.”
“Then you’re not getting this cock.”
“I… I…”
“Do you want me to leave you here without cumming?”
Ryu whined desperately. He swallowed, then brushed his ass up against the head of Levi’s hot, drooling erection. He didn’t have the strength to pierce himself with something of that size, but he did his best. He got the head firmly poking his ass, nearly inside, but he couldn’t go any further. His needy whimpers and grinding made Levi chuckle breathlessly to himself. He kissed the kid’s cheek before brutally thrusting into his brother.
The two of them cried out together. Ryu was struggling with the sheer size of the insertion that had completely rearranged his organs, and Levi was groaning in pleasure at the vice he’d just stabbed his cock into. God, his brother was tight. It was just as good as he’d imagined. And he’d been the one to do it. Not some pervert, or asshole he met in highschool, or some puny other idiot that Ryu might have mistakenly thought he was in love with. But him, Levi, his older brother. It felt right. He was teaching him, that’s it. And Ryu had a lot more to learn.
“Lift your hips,” Levi grunted as he began to thrust inside in slow, deep ruts. Ryu did his best obediently, but it was obvious how overwhelmed he was. His whole body was on the verge of collapse, his nipples strained against his t shirt and his arms quivering in the effort to stay upright as his brother pounded into him. With every pull back from Levi, his ass was suctioning his cock, and with every thrust in, the cockhead was nestled even further up the kid’s colon. Ryu certainly tried to keep his hips raised, but with a final whimper and struggle of his arms, his front half collapsed. His face was pushed against the floor on its side, beet red with his eyes half closed from the exertion.
Levi wasn’t getting enough leverage. He knew he could get his whole cock into his younger brother if he tried. And he wanted that, desperately. So he grabbed the boy by the wrists and pulled him back up by force to nestle his rod all the way inside. Ryu screamed out as the cock penetrated as deep inside him as it could go. His clenching was driving Levi insane. No blood, no tears, but a seriously hot squelching sound showed that there was more than enough lube from the spit and precum for Ryu to take such a large insertion. Even though Ryu was painfully tight and his ass was taught as a drum, Levi still pounded away that entire cock into the boy’s asshole until there was nothing more than his own abdomen flush with his younger brothers’.
“Fuck…” Levi swore, gritting his teeth as he grinded that cock as deep as it would go. All the way inside his brother, making his stomach swell a little with the sheer size of his meat. It felt good in there. The way Ryu clenched on him, milked him for everything he was worth, it was unforgettable, like his younger brother was made to take cock. The kid was begging incomprehensibly in front of him, his body little more than a rag doll with a swollen stomach. The young brother’s legs were splayed and his whole body quivered occasionally with spasms of arousal and faint pains of the massive stretch.
The two of them stayed with Levi’s cock fully inside for far longer than the older brother anticipated. He didn’t want to get rid of the feeling of having his whole cock sheathed inside him. But when Ryu began to squirm on the large insertion, and his whines grew to an incessant fervor, Levi decided that he had to fill his younger brother with cum and seal the deal. Pulling back, making that ass suction again, then sharply thrusting inside him earned him another ear-piercing scream from Ryu.
The younger brother kept fluctuating between screams, begging and moans as the cock repeatedly abused his rectum. His whole body felt like it was being invaded by his brother’s massive member until it was in danger of escaping out his throat. He couldn’t take it anymore. With the little strength he had left, he moved his body against those thrusts and desperately fucked himself. He was searching for that cock to plug him up all the way again and again. He wanted it. He needed it. He was so close, his own erection was leaking precum on the floor in a thin stream that bounced with every fast, deep thrust. It was painful. It was agonizingly good. He yelled his brother’s name, and came all over the floor of their parent’s living room with his cock untouched.
His jock of a brother finished seconds later, and Ryu got to feel the splashes of cum deep inside him for the first time. He groaned at the pleasant feeling of wetness that soothed the irritation of his ass, but that groan quickly turned to one of discomfort as he began to fill up from the sheer amount that Levi was pouring inside him. The older brother had underestimated how backed up he was from sex. His younger brother was truly the outlet he needed. No hand could solve his problem. With slow, deep final thrusts, he filled the kid up to the brim with a belly full of his brother’s cum.
He let Ryu drop into a spaghetti mess on the floor and pulled out slowly to savor the moment and the sight of Ryu’s stretched hole. He groaned when he saw the broken condom.
“Fuck, sorry about that.” It came off in Ryu’s ass, so he made the boy angle his hips up so he could pull it out of him. Ryu whimpered faintly as a few dollops of cum dripped from his abused asshole. The whole thing gaped massively, and Levi couldn’t help but stroke around what he’d done to his brother. It was still twitching like it was seeking out a cock to hold onto.
“It’s okay…” Ryu whimpered softly. “It felt good…”
“I really did a number on you.” Levi whistled as he pushed in a few fingers. He was fully aware of how much he was pushing his luck right now, and that in a bit the afterglow would wear off, and he’d realize what he’d done.
The kid looked on the verge of falling asleep. He didn’t want to hurt Ryu more than he already had. So, Levi scooped him up, tucked him under his arm, cleaned him up in the bathroom. Ryu didn’t react much, his arms clung to Levi’s neck and he was as pliable as he had been before. But he was barely conscious. He smiled sleepily when he was dried off and was snoring by the time his head hit the bed of their parent’s room. The older brother threw a few more blankets on him for good measure, then fell in beside Ryu and stared up at the ceiling.
He’d actually done it. He’d gone and fucked his younger brother. After all these years of carefully repressing those feelings he knew were wrong, all hell had broken loose. And now Ryu was asleep beside him, naked and curling up against his side after Levi had taken his virginity. The younger brother was pleasantly asleep, dreaming of video games he hoped he’d be able to play when this whole thing blew over, completely unfazed, and Levi was busy re-evaluating his entire life. He wanted to believe it had just been because of the quarantine, that after so many days something like this was bound to happen. But at the same time, he knew that guys didn’t fuck their younger brothers. That wasn’t normal. Lusting after Ryu wasn’t normal. Borderline raping him wasn’t normal. He seemed fine now, but what is Ryu woke up and regretted it? What if he hated Levi? What if the older brother had just fucked up his one chance at patching things up with the kid? Their whole relationship just went down the drain thanks to him. His brother. His own brother. Who moaned like a slut and begged for Levi’s cock.
Slowly, the jock’s face began to turn into a deep flush.
Ryu turned in his sleep to grab Levi’s arm. The man jumped, thinking for a second that his younger brother had woken up. Thankfully though, he was still dreaming. Levi wouldn’t have to explain himself just yet. That would come in the morning, where he would regret everything that had just happened.