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Usually, museums are teeming with people, but not today due to the great spring weather. Nick and Matt had planned this little trip a long time ago. Noah was down to go because he loves art and he also loves spending time with Nick and his brothers. Chris, on the other hand, knew he'd be bored in less than five minutes. Who even likes museums? He believed that it's the most boring pastime anyone can think of and everyone who says they enjoy visiting such places only pretends to. But he went anyway, because there's no way he stays all by himself at home, knowing that Nick and Matt are having fun without him.
Obviously, it doesn't take Chris too long to get bored here and after twenty minutes of silently following the other three he feels like going home already. He mentions that to Nick, but the older just ignores him. Next few minutes he spends trying to convince Matt that they've been here long enough and it's not like this museum is entertaining at all. Matt also not paying attention to his brother's childish behavior but it doesn't stop Chris from keeping going.
After a short time, Nick realizes he can’t take this anymore. He needs this to stop or he swears on everything, the trip will be ruined for all of them. Nick feels the anger spreading in his chest, burning a little, but just enough for him to stop in the middle of the hall with lots of colorful paintings hanging on white sixteen-foot walls. Nick harshly lets go of Noah's hand, which makes Noah freeze in confusion for a moment. The other two stop as well, now staring at Nick, also stunned by his action.
Before anyone can even say a thing, Nick takes two steps towards Chris, which makes the younger jump a little, backing away from him. In a blink of an eye Nick grabs Chris' hand and drags him away from Matt and Noah. They both just stand there caught off guard, watching Nick and Chris disappear from their sight. Now they have nothing to do but stand there, waiting for other two to come back. It's all kind of awkward because Nick's gone and he's the glue of the group. It's very unfortunate for both Matt and Noah but they pretend to be okay with it, both mentioning how weird it was. Noah had to admit he believes that they'll come back soon. Matt highly doubts that, but chooses to stay quiet, nodding his head as if he were agreeing. Matt is also not really surprised by whatever just happened, and he's pretty sure he knows what Nick's intentions are. He tries to avoid the awkward silence, suggesting Noah to keep looking at the paintings, until Nick and Chris come back.
Meanwhile Nick dragged Chris into the restroom, getting them both inside one of the stalls, closing the door behind him. Thankfully the restroom was almost empty, so no one seemed to notice them. Some pop music was playing pretty loud, which was just great for what Nick planned on doing next.
He stares into Chris' eyes for a few seconds before closing toilet lid, to grab Chris by the shoulders. He presses down, making Chris sit on top of the ceramic lid. The boy looks up at Nick with confusion for a moment only to then notice him unzip his jeans. Chris' lips part slightly. He's staring at Nick's white boxers, feeling his mouth go dry. He licks his lips, raising his gaze back to Nick's face, then swallowing loudly, but not enough for Nick to hear. He swears Nick looks so hot like this: mad, looking down at him, with his jeans undone.
Nick steps closer to Chris, putting both his legs on each side of little brother's. Just like that Chris is squeezed between Nick's thighs, so the boy has nowhere to run — not like he wants to. Nick pulls his jeans down, grabs the back of Chris' head with both his hands and pulls it closer to himself. That's when they hear a loud smash of the stall door next to them, which makes Chris jump a little and grab on Nick's hips for stability. He looks up at Nick with fear in his eyes, but Nick doesn't seem to be bothered at all. Surprisingly for Chris, Nick only smirks and forces younger brother's head towards his body, making Chris' face rub against his clothed meat. The side of boy's nose and his right cheek is pressed against big brother's private part, which makes his own dick twitch a little. Chris can smell a nice mix of light laundry detergent and strong musky scent Nick always has, which he really loves.
The smell along the action makes Chris feel a little dizzy, that’s why he closes his eyes for a moment and slightly opens his mouth, letting Nick play with him as if he was some sort of a dumb puppy. It all lasts for ten more seconds, when Nick pulls Chris' head away. He tugs the waistband on his boxers with left hand and whips his dick out with the other. Nick brings his left hand to the back of Chris’s head and forces it forward. Kid instinctively opens his mouth, slightly sticking his tongue out. Nick rubs the tip against puppy's wet tongue, and he can't lie — Chris looks so pretty all vulnerable like that.
Nick got lost in his thoughts for a moment, missing the part where Chris already took half of his length in his mouth. Nick doesn't even have to help, pup knows what to do, and it shows. Chris' hands never leave elder's hips, holding on them tightly, not only to have some balance but also to help himself take more of Nick in. He speeds up for a second, now almost taking it to the base, but chokes. Chris coughs and pulls away, squeezing his eyes tightly. Nick strokes the boy’s head with his right hand, while left hand firmly holds the back of his neck. Chris breathes for a moment and then tilts his head to the left. He leans down, taking Nick's right ball into his mouth. He knows exactly how big brother likes it, so he sucks on it and then licks. Chris does this for a while, only to do the same thing with the other side of Nick's sac.
Nick's breath is heavy, and he can swear on everything that the temperature is rising here every minute. He's hot and he wants to cum bad. Baby brother is doing an amazing job and being so passionate about it too. That's why Nick loves his submissive boy so much. He just knows that no matter what Chris will always show him love and care, any chance he gets. That's what makes Chris so sweet and precious.
Kid brings his attention back to brother's dick, taking it in almost to the base again. He goes slower this time though, not wanting to choke. His pace is fast. Fast enough to make wet filthy sounds, but not enough to make Nick cum. He looks up at Nicky only to notice that his eyes are shut. Pup needs attention, he wants Nick to look, that's why he pulls away, taking the dick out of his mouth and then puts it back again, taking as much as he can. It doesn't work so he lets out a moan. It's muffled due to his mouth being full, but it's loud enough for Nick to hear. He opens his eyes and Chris is proud of himself. Nick doesn't seem to be very happy about it, so he tightens his grip on Chris' hair and pulls it back. It hurts, but kid can't say he doesn't love that. He now stares up at Nick, smiling, neither of them breaking eye contact.
"Shut up, Chris." Nick whispers sharply through clenched teeth. He gives the boy serious look to show him that he is not joking. Chris catches it, he even heard that in Nick's tone, and he obeys, not willing to get into any more trouble. He remains silent, glances down at big brother's cock and then back up, right in Nick’s eyes. He was waiting for Nicky to do something, and it didn't take long. The eldest pulled Chris back toward his lower part, and the pup wrapped his lips around the tip. He played with it for a minute, licking, kissing, and sucking, doing his best not to make any sound, all that while never taking his eyes off Nick.
Nick pressed on the back of Chris's head, forcing him down onto the length. He made it go deep inside, just enough to touch the back of Chris's throat. The youngest choked, pushing Nick away by the hips. Nick was holding the boy's head firmly, though. He guided it, making the kid suck that dick all the way down to the base and back up to the tip. The speed increased slowly, and Nick felt himself getting close. He started thrusting his hips forward, making it hard for Chris to breathe. He moved a few more times toward Chris' face, fucking it mercilessly. The wet sounds Chris' mouth made were insane, and that was what made it hard for Nick to hold back any longer. He looked down at Chris and saw that his eyes were getting watery. That was when Nick felt the wave of pleasure brush over him, making him shoot his load down the puppy's throat.
Chris swallowed everything down to the last drop, and Nick patted his head, proudly looking down at him, silently letting Chris know that he had done a good job. He panted for a second before hiding his dick back in his boxers. Nick buttoned his pants, never taking his eyes off Chris' pretty face. His cheeks were slightly pink, and his hair was a bit messy from all the tossing Nick had done earlier. Big brother forced Chris' chin up with his right hand, then wiped a small drop of his own cum from the corner of the boy's lip. He brushed it off with his thumb and shoved it into Chris' hot mouth for him to suck it off. Chris did that, not breaking eye contact with Nick, smiling softly when he pulled the thumb out. Nick leaned toward his boy and whispered, "You're so cute like that, pup." Chris' smile grew even more, and he let Nick help him stand up.
"And what do I do now?" Chris asked, implying that he was now hard and needed some attention too.
"I don't care, kid. You figure it out," Nick smiled at him mockingly.
Chris gave Nick an offended look, furrowing his eyebrows but pressing his lips together as if he were trying to hold in a giggle, smiling with his eyes. He knew Nick wasn't joking, so the only thing he could do right then was hide his hard-on, placing it between his belly and the belt on his jeans. It wasn't his first time doing this, but it still didn't feel that comfortable. Nick let out a little chuckle before pressing his lips against Chris'. He then snuck out of the stall, quickly washed his hands, and rushed out of the restroom. Chris did the exact same thing. He fixed his hair in the mirror and got out of there, following Nick like the puppy he is.
Ten minutes passed before Nick and Chris finally came back to the other two. As soon as they approached Matt and Noah, Noah asked Nick where they had been. Nick gave him a wishy-washy answer, avoiding eye contact. Noah felt a bit weird about that but decided to move on, getting closer to Nick to grab him by the waist. He put his hands around Nick and pulled him into a kiss. They made out for a few seconds before Nick slightly pushed Noah away, his hands resting on the other's chest.
"Did you guys get some snacks when you were away?" Noah asked, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand.
Nick stared at Noah in the eyes for a second. "No," was all he said before grabbing Noah's hand and making them walk away from the spot they had been standing on for the last two minutes. Matt and Chris followed them, walking behind. They stopped after a few steps to continue enjoying the art. All four surrounded the painting before them, creating some sort of semicircle.
"Nick," — Matt looked at Nick's jeans — "your fly is down."
Nick looked down at his jeans and quickly fastened his zipper. He glanced at Noah, then at Chris. His little brother smiled at him softly, and Nick couldn't help but smile back at him. Luckily for them, Noah seemed clueless, absolutely unbothered by the weird tension between the two. Matt stared at Nick, his eyebrows furrowed as if to say, I'll kill you both. But that was something they would deal with later.
Chris broke the silence. "Can we get some ice cream?"
Matt nodded and gave Chris two light pats on the head. Chris smiled again, making Matt's lips form a mild smirk.
Nothing’s better than a good cup of ice cream on a sunny Wednesday afternoon.