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It was early morning and Jorel snuck out of the house. They’d been done with touring for a bit now, finally. And they were in a place not too far from who he’s been awaiting to see. His secret lover, Aron.
He texted the guys on staying with his girlfriend, but then quickly changed it to just “hanging around” for authenticity. Switching his contacts to the chat log “my love” and typing. He was speed walking to the next bus stop and when he got inside he finished his text.
“Hey babe. I’m finally free, as promised. I wanna make this day special for both of us, and you know how much I love role-playing with you. Maybe let’s repeat the last time? God, I loved that scene. You being my brother makes it so dirty, I want to break you! Mentally, I just wish I had you blabbering in my arms drooling and the happiest you could be filled with ecstasy. That’s my idea, but of course, tell me what you’d like too. Don’t forget the safe word, see you soon <3”
He pressed send, closed his phone and later back with a sigh. To his surprise Aron responded surprisingly quickly, normally he was way busier. But the second he saw the text, Jorel almost couldn’t hold back anymore.
Aron sent a picture of him bent over in his mask, only in a shirt against the bed and arms crossed. A little caption added: “Guess I need to prepare myself for my little brother then, can’t wait to see you. I have a whole stack of onions for you, by the way, I’ll keep them ready as well.”
Jorels heart throbbed, he knew Aron was the one. He always did, and every confirmation was amazing. The way Aron cared, and still stayed himself, he closed his eyes and leaned back in a groan. Trying to hold back a public moan and zoning out until he arrived at their meeting place half an hour later.
He discreetly paid, and pulled his cap down more to his face. Hoodie up and seeming as inconspicuous as possible. He rang the doorbell to the big apartment, and the loud ringing and buzzing went off. Practically ripping the door open and rushing upstairs through the hallways as little echoes from his stomps were loud.
Aron was leaning against the door frame to his place, and the second Jorel was near he hugged him. Little kisses on the cheek until he made his way to the other's lips.
Jorel forced them inside, he knew Aron would just fuck him right here right now if he didn’t close the door and forced them on the couch.
“God, I missed you so much, Joey... You've been working out, more. I’m glad you’re happy.” Aron mumbled into Jorels big arms, clasping his own around his bicep which really showed the difference between his small arms and jorels bicep alone.
“I missed you more baby, every diss track you drop makes my body throb.” Aron giggled, shuffling himself on Jorel's lap as the other was lying and slowly grinding himself through the cloths. “You’re my man.. even if you’re my brother, Joey.”
That’s when Jorel left the sweet stuff behind, god was he sex deprived. He loved the relationship stuff, but that came mostly as aftercare and that’s what they were fine with. Aron could easily feel Jorels hard-on through the jeans of the both, and Jorel took the opportunity to climb his hands up Aron’s body. One under his shirt, the other going up above, to his arms and neck.
Slowly massaging his right pec and nipple as his other carefully tightened around Aron’s Neck, finding his blood flow again and carefully pressing against it.
That’s when Aron started squirming, his lidding and himself getting more impatient. Jorel knew exactly what got Aron going, and it was cute.
“Please, don't tease me today.. we don’t need Mom hearing us!” That’s when Jorel knew Aron wasn’t serious, but god he loved taking advantage of him consensually. Aron’s own hands travelled down to his belt trying to undo it but Jorel's undershirt hand went and stopped him.
“Uh-uh, don’t be so needy. Be a good brother, you know what happened last time.” That was it, Aron whimpered a couple of pitched noises and Jorel knew he was doing the right thing. He pushed himself up to also be in a more sitting position, never letting go of Aron’s neck no matter how tight he forced his arm, having Aron gasp a couple of times for air. Now Jorel could clearly see Aron’s painful bludge through his belt, it was so pretty.
He unbuttoned himself too, and let his own little friend spring out. Making Aron adore it as he couldn’t touch it.
“You’re gonna blow me, to get me all nice and lubed up for my big brother's ass. And your dick is not allowed to be touched, Alright?” Aron pathetically nodded, as Jorels hand trailed up to Aron’s hair. Carefully massaging the scalp, until he grabbed it aggressively. Carefully forcing Aron’s head down, as the man complied.
Aron swirled his younger around the tip carefully, making Jorel moan already. He was heaving slightly, god he loved being teased like this. But, this was for Aron to suffer. So without a word, he shoved him down more. Around half his length making Aron audibly gag, but he was alright. Clasping his lips around the veiny goodness and letting his head be moved up and down as he had his hands for support on jorels hips. Jorel carefully bucked up, but the muffled noises from Aron and the click sounds of his spit covering his duck were intoxicating.
Jorel pulled Aron up, who gasped loudly with a loving stare at his brother. Jorel commanded him to open his mouth and spat in his, at least twice, as the rest rolled down his own chin. Then forced Aron back down on his dick before he was able to whimper a little “thank you” like normal.
Jorel loved Aron’s tight singer throat around his dick, eventually forcing him to take the entire base too. Moving his other hand on Aron’s neck again, and feeling how big it was forced to expand to fit his dick. If Aron had a canine tail, it would be wagging excitedly right now. “Mhh, good boy.”
Jorel pulled the smaller back up, pulling him close for a bit. Cuddling him and holding him in his arm making sure he’s alright. “I love you, Ruru.” “love you more, Joey. And that’s a threat.”
Jorel smiled, he loved his stupid goofball too much. “Turn around, baby. All fours.”
Aron happily complied, leaning on his elbows and arms, and on his knees. Bending down just a slight bit as Jorel eased his pants off. Looking at Aron’s body like a trophy. Having one hand trail at his ribs and slowly over his hips to his ass. Giving it a couple of mandatory squeezes before looking for the glory hole. Spreading Aron and moving his thumb over his muscles (or lack thereof).
Jorel got up on his knees too, resting his dick between Aron’s cheeks for a bit and pressing his stomach at Aron’s back. Kissing his neck and ruffling his hair, seeing the other smile happily.
Aron muttered little noises around the couch frantic as Jorel carefully fully inserted himself, even if by force. He loved the way Aron’s ass felt, nice, warm, tight. Aron was just so able to take exactly Jorels size, it was perfect. Like two puzzle pieces fitting together after weeks of searching for the right one.
Jorel let himself just rest for a bit as Aron breathed heavily, him holding his neck again. He knew Aron was a good boy, but he also knew how cocky he could get when he didn’t get what he wanted. So Jorel took his hand away again instead of choking his lover making him confused and trying to ask what he was doing, but Jorel had other plans.
Before Aron could speak out he thrusted himself out and back in as hard as his hips allowed him to immediately in a steady rhythm. The low rap music Aron always had playing in the background being a perfect rhythm for him as he heard his partner moan at the sudden movement. Aron bent down a little more, his head on the couch cushions for comfort. Low deep groans escaped him as he got used to it again.
But then Jorel suddenly just pulled out, making the small man even more confused. “Joey? Wh-“
“Speak when you’re spoken to, bitch. Did I give you permission to hide your pretty face and muffle your bitch boy moans?”
Aron’s face going flush red, god did he love being spoken to in that way. Jorel slapped his ass, as hard as possible. Sure to leave at least somewhat of a print later on, as Aron tried to get up. Howling and flinching at the sudden pain, before Jorel went back to it. This time a little slower as the music had changed to a more slow-style rap. But as hard as he still possibly could, feeling his testicles flush against Aron’s body.
Unsure of what to do, Aron involuntarily closed his eyes. The stimulation was like electricity to his veins, but his body wasn’t used to it. Pelvic muscles contracting without his want around Jorels dick and making noises to the point he was scared the neighbours might hear. But hearing Jorels deep moans with every thrust brushed all the worries away, this is their time to enjoy. Let the neighbours be neighbours.
Just as he slowly got used to the stimulation once more Jorels hand crept back up again, massaging his pecs again before going to Aron’s nipple. Once more, the skinny man couldn’t even protest before Jorel aggressively twisted it. The pain rushing through him paired with the hard thrusts made him just cry out. His eyes slightly watered as he tried to open them, yet kept them tightly squeezed shut.
Jorel knew exactly how to please Aron and he knew Aron was already close just from everything going on. But he had to remind him. “Remember, big bro.” He leaned over him again, closer to his ear, not stopping any of his movements. “No orgasms until I allow you to.”
Aron started whimpering, but Jorel being that near to his ear made it somehow better, he didn’t even know it was possible. And then he spit on his ear lobe.
Aron groaned out loudly, moaning and whimpering all at once, he was just a mess. “Please, please brother! Let me cum, please!”
Aron already being so close wasn’t something Jorel anticipated, but just gave him a couple of delighting ideas to play with.
He went back to the usual, leaving Aron’s poor nipple alone but slapping his boner instead as hard as he could.
To no surprise, Aron came right then and there. Squirting hot semen all over the couch as his legs were shaking. His arms dared to give up as he heaved trying to catch his breath. But Jorel didn’t stop. Not one bit.
“Pathetic mutt. I told you not to, and you still disobey? Bad, bad boy. You know your punishment already, right?” Aron swallowed heavily. Pain ran all through his body, feeling the movement and his sinuses nice and filled. His mind was hazy as he listened to jorels dark words. Barely spitting out a couple of cut-up words.
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry Joey! I need to be punished, yes, I’m sorry!” He breathed, seemingly taking a moment after every word to inhale.
Jorel just smiled evilly, god did it make him happy to see Aron like this.
Jorel slowly pulled out again leaving Aron feeling empty and bare. “Stupid bitch, you’re just thirsting for this cock, aren’t you? You’re literally drooling. Can’t even control yourself.” The smaller whimpered trying to keep himself up. Jorel snatched the cock ring he had prepared in his pocket, swiftly and carefully putting it on Aron and making sure not to actually touch the man.
“You tired?” Aron was barely holding himself up, arms shaking and little whimpers escaping. All he could do was whimper, not even a proper answer. “Good bitch.”
Jorel climbed back into the man. Leaning down onto him again pressing their bodies together, before taking his stomach and pulling him back. Having Aron on his lap and plopping down hard on his dick. The little boy moaned loudly, his dick throbbing visibly and he even started drooling. Jorel picked him up a couple more times and let him drop by letting go of his hips.
“Who’s my good boy?” Jorel whispered into Aron’s ear. Aron was shaking, a drooling crying mess, breathing fast. Trying to barely respond, failing.
“Verbal answer, Ruru.” Aron kept trying to respond, managing to cough out some consonants and vowels with no connection.
“Did I finally break my little boy toy?”
“J-Joey…”
Jorel practically burst at just that sound. Trying to hold back, but before he could he already had came in all ecstasy. And the post-nut clarity hit him. But it was heaven.
Aron still whimpered in his lap. Clenching his jaw, but still not touching his dick. Jorel fucking blushed at that, it was adorable.
He slowly moved his hand to Aron, pulling off the cock ring in one swift motion, and landing Aron’s sperm all over his hand.
The man basically just passed out at that, heaving in Jorels lap and cuddling him. It’s like he was asleep, it was adorable.
Jorel slowly licked his own hand clean, before also falling asleep cuddling his boyfriend.