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Wednesday September 13, 2017
School had started just a week ago, and Sean was still getting used to being a Senior. He didn’t really feel much different, but the respectful, nearly reverential way that the younger kids looked at him in the hallways really brought the point home; he was on the top of the totem pole, now. These were his thoughts as his attention veered off at the end of his math class. Thanks in no small part to Jenn’s tutoring, he had passed Algebra and was now in Algebra 2.
On that subject, despite his best efforts and his rising popularity, Sean had enjoyed absolutely no luck in getting back together with Jenn. She seemed happily paired with another boy, much to Sean’s dismay. He had yet to meet anyone with which he was nearly as taken as he was with Jenn. The school was chock full of pretty girls, but none of them were giving Sean the time of day.
“Oh, fuck,” Sean thought, adjusting his half-chub as discreetly as he could. His path today took him past the bathroom on the third floor. The one in which he had received his first blow job. His dick was beginning to stir at the thought, as though interested in seeing if there were a second round of fun on the horizon. No such blessed relief was in sight, though. Neither Jenn nor any likely backup candidate had presented itself.
And as for the source of that first blow job, well, even if he weren’t feeling so desperately guilty about getting sucked off by his ten year old brother, he and Daniel hadn’t really spoken of it since the day it all happened, Sean’s seventeenth birthday. It was only about a month ago, but it felt so much longer. His first blow job, and the second one he got later that night, had both seemed almost a dream. He was ever so grateful for them, despite his inner turmoil, but they didn’t seem likely to be repeated. The limits of their conversations on the subject had been Sean confessing his guilt and Daniel trying to reassure him that he had enjoyed it and everything was still okay between them, but even at that, it had rarely come up. Daniel always seemed a little weird about the subject, and Sean was pretty sure that Daniel’s reassurances were less about being honest and more about making Sean feel better.
But then again, perhaps the other turn of events was a suitable enough distraction that the subject really had just dropped by the wayside. Sean had been helping Daniel practice his newfound telekinetic powers. Daniel could now levitate and move small objects, like his toys. He was still a little rough around the edges; the objects did not move with precision or confidence, but they did move, and Daniel was getting better by the day.
In an odd sort of way, Sean’s repeated birthday wish had come true. Daniel had not experienced so much as a single headache in the month since then. They had come to the conclusion that the headaches were a side effect of Daniel’s powers being suppressed. Now that he was using them regularly, he seemed absolutely fine. If not for the odd behavior around their random conversations about that day, Daniel had been in better health and higher spirits than he’d been in nearly a year. Sean was glad of it. Daniel deserved his happiness and his health.
Sean sighed. The thoughts of his brother, however innocent, had not helped alleviate his situation. He remained semi-aroused and powerless to do anything about it as he hurried down the hall between classes. He didn’t even have time to duck into a stall and jerk off. This was going to be a long day.
As expected, it had been a long day. It was swimming day in gym class and the time in the pool had only served to make Sean’s problem worse. His thoughts kept turning to Daniel and what they had done together on his birthday. He had managed to make it through the class and both the pre-swim and post-swim showers without revealing his state to anyone, but it had been a close thing. He was really looking forward to track practice. It was only for an hour, but at least it might take his mind off of things.
It was beautiful weather, the day bright and sunny with only enough clouds in the sky to prevent the sun from being overbearing. The temperature was unseasonably warm with a nice gentle breeze blowing in from the sound to keep everything feeling relatively cool and crisp. The weather would turn cooler, soon, no doubt, with the first official day of Autumn just around the corner. And there would undoubtedly be many rainy, gloomy days on the horizon as the season shifted. But, for now, on this day, the weather could scarcely get more perfect than this. When leaving for school this morning, he had abandoned his traditional hoodie in favor of a tank top, owing to the temperature.
The only problem was that track practice had not proven to be the distraction Sean had hoped it would be. The cheerleaders were also practicing today, dancing around on the sidelines, shaking their pom poms as they mastered their routine. The heaving breasts and bouncing buttocks of the girls would have been a tempting spectacle even in the best of circumstances, but to make matters worse, Sean had forgotten his jock today. His package was flopping mightily back and forth, bouncing off of his legs as it swung with each stride he took. The motion and the contact had combined with the enticing view to create a precarious situation. It was everything Sean could do to prevent himself from getting fully hard. He had thought desperately about baseball and taxes and anything else he could think of to try to bore himself soft, but his thick teenage chorizo had stubbornly refused to go below a half-chub.
“Fuck!” Sean thought. He sighed heavily. He was painfully, desperately horny and there was no relief in site. He would have to hide his way through the post-practice shower and a ride home on the metro bus before he made his way home to relieve Lyla from Daniel duty. He had no idea when or if he would get a chance to take care of his problem. He sighed yet again. This was going to be the worst day of his life, he could just feel it.
“Honey, I’m home,” Sean teased, coming in through the front door. He tossed his backpack down on the floor and closed the door behind himself.
“Welcome back!” Lyla said cheerfully.
“Hey, Sean!” Daniel said excitedly.
Daniel and Lyla were cuddling on the couch while Daniel played Minecraft. Daniel had his PlayBox headset on. No doubt talking with Noah.
“Noah says hi, too,” Daniel said, confirming Sean’s suspicions.
Sean laughed softly.
“Tell him I said hi back,” Sean said.
“He says hi back,” Daniel relayed the message. “Yeah, I think so. I haven’t asked him yet. Later.”
Sean raised an eyebrow at the curious conversation, but didn’t pry.
“Bye, angel. I’ll see you tomorrow,” Lyla said. She gave Daniel a warm hug and a soft little kiss on his temple that brought a pink tinge of blush to his cheeks.
“Bye, Lyla. See you,” Daniel answered. He paused the game and hugged her back.
“Thanks for covering, Lyla. I appreciate it,” Sean said.
“No problem, stoner. I’m always happy to hang with my favorite Diaz. Any time you have track practice or whatever, just let me know,” Lyla said, standing up and walking toward Sean.
“You’re the best,” Sean said, hugging Lyla warmly.
“That’s true,” Lyla said smugly, a thin smirk adorning her face at the joke.
Both teens laughed.
“Sorry to run, but I have things to do. The Momster is in full force today,” Lyla said, smiling wryly.
Sean nodded in sympathetic understanding. Lyla’s mom could be a bit of a helicopter mom, always hovering. Sean was really glad that Esteban wasn’t like that. He was pretty sure he would suffocate if that were the case.
“No worries, girl. Good bye and good luck,” Sean said, smiling a sad, knowing smile. “Skype me later,” Sean said.
“Will do,” Lyla said, stepping out the door. “Later, Sean. LATER, DANIEL!”
“BYE LYLA!” Daniel shouted from the couch.
“Bye, Lyla. Love you, sis,” Sean said, waving her off.
“You too, bro,” Lyla said, waving back.
And then Lyla was gone, walking down the street towards her own house. Sean turned to Daniel to get caught up on the situation.
“Hey, enano. How was school today?” Sean asked.
“Good,” Daniel said. He did not elaborate.
“Do you need a snack or anything?” Sean asked.
“No, Lyla made me PB&J,” Daniel answered.
“Okay. So what was that all about?” Sean asked.
“What?” Daniel asked.
“About asking me something. What did you need to ask me?” Sean said.
“Oh, uh, two things. One, Noah wants to spend the night this weekend. Can he? Please, Sean?” Daniel begged, his voice reflexively pitching up to sound younger and cuter. He wasn’t even aware that he had done it, but even by instinct alone he was a true master at getting his way.
Sean snorted a small laugh.
“It’s fine by me, but we’ll still have to ask dad,” Sean said. Sean was on babysitting duty for most of the coming weekend. There were a lot of decisions Sean would be comfortable making on his own as regards that, but that was not one of them. He wouldn’t mind watching a second kid. In some ways it would be more work, in some ways less. Noah and Daniel could be a handful together sometimes, but they also had a tendency to distract each other from wanting Sean’s attention. Sean might even manage to get some extra alone time while the two occupied one another.
“Awesome!” Daniel cheered, as if the deal was in the bag. In fairness, it probably was.
“What was the second thing?” Sean asked.
“Oh, um, will you take us trick-or-treating?” Daniel asked.
Sean repeated his short, snort-laugh.
“Yeah, little wolf. I was planning on it,” Sean said.
“Will you dress up, too?” Daniel pushed.
Sean sighed softly. Dressing up could be embarrassing at his age, but… fuck it. He wasn’t trying to be Mr. Popular, anyway.
“Yeah, I guess so,” Sean conceded.
“In matching costumes?” Daniel pushed.
Sean couldn’t help but let out a slightly annoyed chuckle. He shook his head in indulgent exasperation. Daniel was kind of cute when he pushed the envelope.
“Yeah, okay, enano. As long as it’s nothing too embarrassing. What did you have in mind?” Sean asked.
“You’ll see! I want it to be a surprise, but it’s nothing bad, I promise!” Daniel promised.
“Okay, Daniel. I’ll trust you,” Sean said.
“Hurray!” Daniel said.
Noah must have asked a question in the headset, because Daniel began to answer him.
“Yeah, he said yes. This is going to be so cool,” Daniel said excitedly. “I’m going to get started on our costumes straight away. Uh-huh... Yeah... Later, Noah!”
Daniel turned off the game and ripped off his headset. He tossed the controller and headset onto the little bean bag by the TV and stood up. He ran the length of the couch and launched himself into Sean’s arms.
Sean couldn’t help but let out a pained “Oof!” as the impact knocked the air from his lungs, but he recovered quickly, catching Daniel and wrapping him up into his arms. He returned the big bear hug that Daniel was already giving him.
“Thank you, Sean! You’re the best big brother,” Daniel said sweetly, his head still held firmly against Sean’s chest as he held on like a koala.
“You deserve it, cub,” Sean said just as sweetly. “Still no more headaches?”
“No, none at all. Are we going to train later?” Daniel asked as Sean lowered him gently to the ground.
“Yeah, we can do that, little wolf. I’ll come get you after a while. I need to take care of some things first,” Sean said.
“Okay! I wanted to get started on the costumes, anyway,” Daniel said. “Top Secret, so don’t come in!”
“Okay, cub, I won’t. I promise,” Sean said.
Daniel made a beeline for his room, the lock clicking softly as soon as the door closed. Sean made himself a sandwich before retiring to his own room.
He desperately wanted to give himself some relief from his still-lingering boner situation. It was seriously starting to ache at this point. But he’d already had four showers today, so the very thought of taking another one just to jerk it was a no-go. And his door lock was still busted, so he couldn’t even do it in his own room without fear of Daniel bursting in and seeing him. He tried to distract himself with his homework, but by the time he finished, he was a sweaty, trembling mess. He needed to cum, and he needed it stat. The more he thought about how it was unfair that Daniel never knocked, the more his mind drifted to his birthday and the unforgettable sensation of his little brother’s hot, sucking mouth wrapped around his dick. It was wrong, but it was probably also the best thing that he had ever received as a present. He couldn’t stand it anymore.
He didn’t want to do it, he felt like a sick freak of a pervert, but no matter how wrong he told himself it was, no matter how much he told himself he shouldn’t, still his legs walked toward Daniel’s door as if of their own accord.
“Last chance, Sean. You can still bail out, now. It’s not too late,” Sean told himself. But still, his hand raised and politely, but firmly knocked at the door.
“Just a minute!” Daniel’s voice called through the door.
Sean heard a hurried rummaging as Daniel no doubt scrambled to hide his top-secret craft project. A moment after the rustling stopped, the door cracked open and Daniel’s face appeared.
“Hi, Sean! Time for training?” Daniel asked.
“Um, hey, Daniel,” Sean said, taking a deep breath. “Um, no, not yet.”
Sean blushed and fidgeted nervously. He couldn’t believe he was doing this.
“Oh. What’s up?” Daniel asked, looking up at Sean with wide eyes, innocent and curious.
Sean gulped. He shouldn’t be doing this.
“Um, I was wondering. I mean, if you don’t mind. D-don’t feel like you have to,” Sean stammered, turning ten shades of red. Sean ran his hands nervously through his hair.
Daniel laughed at Sean’s obvious case of nerves, even as his eyes lit up at the sight of Sean’s hairy pits.
“Don’t be scared, Sean, I don’t bite. Just spit it out,” Daniel said, smiling.
“Um, well... could you… maybe… um… suck my dick again?” With great effort, Sean finally managed to get the whole sentence out.
His face found a new, even deeper, shade of crimson to turn as his stomach dropped down to his feet. He held his breath and closed his eyes, as if bracing for an impending impact. He couldn’t believe he had asked it. He was definitely going to hell, now. He couldn’t even pass it off as Daniel initiating like he had on his birthday. This was all on him.
“Of course!” Daniel said eagerly.
“Really?” Sean asked, surprised.
“Yeah, I mean. Well, you never really talked about it, so I thought. Well, I thought you didn’t really like it. Like I was bad at it or something,” Daniel said shyly.
“No way, cub. It was the best thing ever,” Sean said.
“Well, then what are we waiting for?” Daniel said, already sinking to his knees.
Daniel looked eagerly up at Sean from his knees, smiling as he fumbled with the zipper on Sean’s jeans.
“You really want this? I’m not, like, pressuring you into it, right?” Sean asked nervously.
“I love you, Sean. I really want this. Just relax,” Daniel assured him.
Those beautiful brown eyes looked deep into Sean’s and Sean immediately felt better. There was no trace of doubt or hesitation, there. Just love and joy and barely-contained anticipation. Much the same look Daniel got when he was about to dig into a favorite sweet treat.
Daniel finally tugged the zipper down and peeled down Sean’s jeans and boxers like he was unwrapping a present. Sean’s hard teen cock sprung free, swaying and pulsing eagerly.
“You’re so hard already,” Daniel said, clearly as pleased as he was surprised.
“I’ve been at least half-hard all day. I couldn’t stop thinking about, uh, my birthday,” Sean said.
Daniel smiled happily.
“Well, I’m going to do it even better this time,” Daniel assured him. Daniel couldn’t help but lean in and whiff. Sean’s musk was so heady that Daniel nearly swooned at the scent of teen crotch sweat; spicy, musty, and earthy. And then he put Sean’s dick in his mouth.
It had been a month since Sean had last felt this sensation. It was everything Sean remembered and more. The moist heat, the fast-flicking tongue, the voracious suction, and the pleading, hungry eyes locking with his own. It was all so amazing. Even if he hadn’t started off so desperately horny, he knew he would never have lasted long. Daniel’s little mouth sucked eagerly, going ever so slightly deeper with each bob of his head.
“Oh, fuck, enano,” Sean moaned, gripping Daniel’s hair in his fist. He didn’t push or pull or even guide Daniel’s head, just held on for dear life as Daniel’s lips and tongue took him to heaven.
“Mm,” Daniel moaned around his big brother’s dick. His eyes rolled back and his soft tan eyelids closed as he sucked deeper and deeper. His little hands reached up and began gently fondling Sean’s balls.
Sean felt foolish for ever doubting that Daniel really had enjoyed giving him his birthday present. From the look on Daniel’s face, Daniel was enjoying giving the blow job just as much as the first time, and perhaps even more than Sean was enjoying getting it. The last time this happened hadn’t been an act or some trick of the dim light of the bathroom interacting with his hormone-addled brain. That was no birthday fluke or weird misunderstanding or wonderful but regrettable mistake. And this? This wasn't, either. This was undeniably Daniel loving every second of swallowing his big brother’s cock and Sean loving every second of letting his little brother do it.
Daniel worked his mouth further and further down the length of Sean’s shaft until Sean could feel the head of his dick pressing up against the back of Daniel’s throat. It was only half of the shaft. The first time, a month ago, this was the point that Daniel started to choke a little and had to back off.
“If you can’t fit it all in, it’s okay, enano,” Sean assured him. Even having this much sucked on felt so good. He didn’t want Daniel to gag or choke.
Daniel slipped the cock out of his mouth with a wet pop.
“I can do it, Sean,” Daniel insisted.
Daniel slid the dick back into his mouth until the thick knobby head rested against the back of his throat again. Then Daniel took a deep breath through his nose, relaxed his throat, and pushed forward a little more.
Sean could feel the head of his dick pressing past the little ring of muscle at the back of Daniel’s throat. Daniel pressed slowly, but surely forward, stretching the tight, gripping tube of his throat around Sean’s probing dick.
“Holy shit!” Sean gasped. Daniel was deepthroating him, literally swallowing his cock. “So good, cub, so good!”
Daniel’s eyes fluttered open and met Sean’s own. There was a smile hiding there; pleasure, pride, and satisfaction twinkling like stars within them.
“You’re doing it, cub, you’re doing it,” Sean said supportively. Even getting his dick sucked wasn’t sufficient distraction for Sean to forget to root for his baby brother.
Daniel pushed one last time and did it. He had successfully bottomed out on Sean’s dick. Daniel had over eight inches of thick teen cock in his mouth and throat, and the most wonderfully scented pubes tickling his nose.
“Mmm,” Daniel and Sean both moaned contentedly in unison. They were in agreement. This, surely, was heaven on earth.
“Oh, god. I’m gonna cum, cub. I’m so close,” Sean warned.
Last time Daniel had backed off to the end and let Sean fill his mouth. Clearly Daniel had other plans this time. Daniel grabbed hold of Sean’s ass and pulled toward himself, as if trying to push every bit of Sean even further inside his own mouth. Once he had a firm hold of Sean, Daniel practically purred, humming low in his throat. The vibrations tickled Sean’s cock and pushed him straight over the edge.
“Oh, fuck! Oh, cub! D-Daniel!” Sean groaned. He couldn’t hold on any longer, but Daniel didn’t seem to care. He started gulping deep in his throat; chug, chug, chug. His little throat flexed and relaxed, flexed and relaxed, over and over as he swallowed the load, Sean’s cock so deep in his throat that the cum never even touched his mouth.
Daniel waited a little longer to make sure the torrent had stopped and then released Sean from his hands and then his mouth. He looked coyly up at Sean and smiled, clearly pleased with himself. The look Sean gave back was heavy with incomprehension and satisfaction; dumbstruck and love-struck in equal measure. His face said it all; he didn’t know how Daniel did what he had done, but it had rocked his world, shook his universe to its very foundations.
“Wow, cub. That was… whoa,” Sean said, unable to even find the words.
“Thanks, Sean. I love you, too,” Daniel said.
“I can’t believe you could swallow the whole thing,” Sean said, bewildered.
“I’ve been practicing with popsicles,” Daniel said, smiling mischievously.
“But how did you know how to swallow like that?” Sean asked, helping Daniel to his feet.
“I kind of borrowed your laptop while you were at work. To watch some, uh, videos,” Daniel admitted.
Sean smirked. He wasn’t even mad about Daniel going into his room and using his stuff. This whole time he’d been feeling guilty about letting Daniel suck his dick, afraid that Daniel hadn’t really liked it. Meanwhile, Daniel had been doing research and practicing to make sure the next time was better for Sean. Sean smiled, shook his head, and ran his hands to the nape of Daniel’s neck.
“You are amazing, little wolf,” Sean said, staring adoringly into his baby brother’s eyes. Sean was pretty sure that if he lived a hundred lifetimes, he would still never do enough good to deserve such a precious gift as he had gotten the day Daniel was born.
Daniel gave Sean a bear hug, squeezing tight. Sean squeezed back, resting his head atop of Daniel’s, marveling at how perfectly Daniel’s head fit beneath his own when they hugged. When the hug broke, Sean still looked a little dazed, but he at least had regained his ability to speak in coherent sentences.
“Let me pull my pants back up and then we can practice your powers,” Sean said.
Daniel smiled and nodded. This day kept getting better and better.