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An Unexpected New Year
I had looked forward to my New Year for a few weeks. Brad - my boyfriend and I - were finally going to have our first full night together. I had wanted that for so long. You see dating Brad was never easy. I should have known that. My brother warned me about dating closet cases. He told me "Listen Scott, unless guys were willing to come out then it will be nothing but sneaking around!" Boy was he right about that! It was good to have a gay older brother who gave me advice. Too bad I hadn't followed it...
I met Brad through my friend Daphne. She was your typical fag hag who seemed to always have a crowd of gay guys around here. It was this past autumn, one afternoon I met up with here in the park by the campus library. Daphne and I had been friends since junior high and she was the one to get me to finally come out. She had been a great friend and I met a few guys through here who turned out to be excellent fucks. So I was happy that day to find her in the park but with two guys. Both studs with tight bodies and handsome faces. One hot latino with a great smile, and a gorgeous muscular white jock who I was instantly hot for. You should have seen the load I blew that night jacking off about him! Lol.
Wasn't long and Daphne figured out I was wet for the white stud, Brad, so she helped to orchestrate an exchange of phone numbers. By the end of that week we had our first date. I found out on that date he was a closet case. All my alarm bells went off telling me to move on and let him figure it out on his own. After all I had admitted I was gay when I was in junior high and he was a freshman in college who was just figuring out he liked cock. I didn't feel like babysitting someone through that process. But I once I saw him naked and I decided I could babysit long enough to get his dick.
Oh the reason I saw him naked was the second date when I stopped by his house to pick him up for a movie. He answered the door in a towel and I thought, YES! this is going to be an excellent second date! Instead he had been running late after the gym and was just getting dressed. Like a porn movie there I was in his bedroom and he drops the towel and to put on some briefs but for a few seconds I had the full view. Totally naked. The muscles, the balls, the limp but gorgeous thick cock right there in the same room as me. I about shot my cum load right then and there. He seemed oblivious to my instant erection, and he quickly got dressed for our date. At that moment I knew I would do anything including help him come out if I could just get one night to worship that cock!
"No we can't!"
"Dude I'm not ready!"
"Scott, I want to wait!"
Yeah those are just some of the fucking lines I had to hear from Brad for weeks. I actually understood at first. I remember with my first boyfriend in high school I was scared of actually doing "it" too. But I got over it. Hell our cocks won't let us hold back for very long. But not Brad. He was continually freaked out about going further than our secret kissing sessions.
Since Brad and I both went to university in our hometowns we still lived at home. Which made it impossible to ever get a moment to be back in his bedroom. His parents seemed to always be home and they had no idea about his new gay life. We could have used my bedroom though. After all my parents had dealt with the gay stuff when my older brother Nick came out. Nick is three years older than me and he paved the way over the years with all his various boyfriends. By the time I came out my parents hadn't batted an eye when I had my first boyfriend hanging around the house. Which had made it easy for me to end my virginity a long time ago with several from the high school football team. But that is another story. Anyhow it would have been easy for Brad to come home with me, and I certainly offered many times. But once again he was in fear of meeting my parents and making our relationship public.
So dating Brad was a series of movies, drinks at bars, nights hanging with Daphne or gym workout sessions together. In between we would sneak off in my car to private areas for some intense kissing which was fun but absolutely no real good dick play.
"Bro, you gotta dump Brad", Nick said laughing.
"Listen it will happen. I can't push him," I said. I was always trying to justify the pathetic situation I was in. Which my brother would laugh at as he would pack each Sunday and to head back to his university campus 2 hours away. Nick was exactly who I wanted to grow up to be. Big man on campus, football quarterback, and fucking guys every chance he got. Instead I was just his younger brother dating a closet loser, but a hot HUNG closet loser.
"I think we need to cool it for awhile," I said one night in my car after one of the many evenings of intense kissing. I had finaly had enough. Well, to be honest it was just a final ploy that I used to see if I could end the torture of not having sex.
"What do you mean?!" Brad said in that deep masculine voice with a hint of worry.
"Brad, we have been dating for weeks and all we ever fucking do is kiss and if I'm lucky I get to rub your bulge. I mean come on! This is fucking nuts! I've waited long enough!" I said.
"Scott, I'm not ready! You know how freaking weird this is to me!" Brad pleaded it reply.
"Weird??! Weird is dating and not having sex! Weird is two hot guys in a car kissing and then going home to jack off! Weird is us sitting here with huge hard ons and nothing happens! Brad I can get laid tonight! I can find a 1000 guys more than willing to unzip and give me their cocks!"
"What are you saying? You want to break up?! You want to stop dating because I won't give you dick?!!" he asked with big scared eyes.
"No I don't want to do that! I WANT you to unzip your pants! Fuck can't you just let me see it?!"
"Is that all you want?! Is that what all this shit is about?!" he asked. "Fine, Scott, here is my fucking dick!" he said as he unzipped and pulled out that thick tube of meat I had not seen since the towel incident in his bedroom.
In the fading sunlight there it stood, thick and proud with a full glistening head. I didn't care how he would react, I jumped! My mouth wrapped around Brad's cock as I pushed his hands back. With my cock experience it only took about ten seconds of my expert sucking and the resistance was over. I slurped, licked, sucked, and worshipped that cock and it wasn't long and I was being fed his thick hot cum as he fucked my face.
So that was the first time with Brad. And just like the day I saw him naked for the first time and I knew I was his. So no more kissing only sessions. In fact sometimes we just skipped the kissing and his dick was out for me. Within a week I had taught him a few things and finally I had to jack off less at home since he was learning the art of sucking my dick as much as I sucked his.
"So you finally are getting some huh?" Nick asked another Sunday as he was packing in his room and I stood in his doorway gloating over my conquest of bjs with Brad. It was nice having a gay brother who I could tell my sex achievements too. After all I had heard enough about Nick and his men. My favorite being the scene of him in his frat house back on campus and fucking one of his housemates as two other guys from campus piled on top of them for any orgy. But wait, that is another story too! All you have to know is that my brother is a gay sex god and I wanted to be just like that. Yet I was wrapped up with Brad. My bj only boyfriend.
"Yeah I told you! Just a matter of time and Brad would be swaping loads with me," I laughed.
"So how's it taste?" Nick said he tossed in his suticase a handlful of his freskly wasked tiny briefs.
"Excellent. Thick and warm like all good cum. Think I am getting more cum than even you now," I kidded at Nick.
"Listen kid, when you are getting fucked let me know. Blow jobs only is NOT sex," he laughed at me as he pushed past me and headed back to campus.
He was right. So that became my next goal. And the perfect occassion to finally fuck was coming up. New Year's Eve.
Brad's parents would be traveling to NYC for the New Year. It was the perfect opportunity to finally be alone in his bedroom. And he agreed it was time he finally tried gay fucking. My brother was excited for me so he gave me a handful of condoms and a small bottle of new lube as he headed out to go clubbing that night and I drove across town to finally get fucked by my boyfriend.
Brad was more than ready too. He answered the front door in only a towel.
"Hey babe, come on in," Brad said, as he pulled me in from the cold and wrapped his thick arms around me, and gave me a deep tongue kiss. My legs quivered with the excitement of knowing in a mantter of minutes Brad's big cock would be up my ass.
"Hey baby," I murmured back as we ended our kiss and he took me by the hand and led me up the stairs to his bedroom. The house was warm and toasty and low sensual music played. It was the perfect setting for a night of sex. And finally my boyfriend was no longer scared. He was gay and proud and ready to fuck.
"So you like it?" Brad asked as he ushered me into his large bedroom. It was full of candles and the soft glow of his laptop that was playing R&B music, perfect for fucking.
"It's great baby. You did all this for me?" I said as I slipped into his arms and thanked him with a kiss.
"Yeah. For you and that perfect ass that I am going to fuck all night," he said as he stepped back and dropped his towel.
There we were again - him nude in front of me in his bedroom and me staring at his perfectly muscled defined body and that 8 inch cock growing into a hard on. I wanted him immediately and I slid to my knees an took his entire cock deep into my throat.
"Oh Scott yes!" he moanded as his fingers ran through my hair and he slowly fucked my face.
"Brad I need you, please fuck me," I gasped out while slurping on his perfect dick.
"Yeah baby. My dick will fuck your tight ass all night," he moaned as he shoved his dick so deep into my mouth my throat strained for air.
I struggled out of my coat and tore at the buttons on my shirt anxious to get naked for my man all while still sucking his dick. Seconds later I was shirtless with my muscles glistening and my hand stroking my 7 inch cock.
"Your beautiful, Scott. Look at your fucking chest. God I have to lick you!" Brad said as he pulled me up and shoved me back on his to bed. His mouth sucked and licked my muscled pecs, then my rigid abs till finally he was there between my legs sucking my hard cock.
"Oh Brad yes, Brad please fuck my faggot ass"! I pleaded as he raised my legs and shoved his tongue into my waiting hole. The sensation was ecstasy! I wanted it and I wanted it immediately. my whole body tingled and begged to be fucked!
But no sooner had it started and it stopped. I opened my eyes to see Brad's handsome face looming in front on my face smiling and he kissed me.
"Baby I want this to be perfect. I left the champagne in the fridge downstairs. Why don't you get conmfortable and I will go grab it," Brad said smiling, knowing he liked to make me wait.
"No Brad," I begged. "Fuck me now! We can drink it later. Please just shove your dick in me," I begged as I gripped his biceps and raised my hips so that our dicks were pushed together. I could feel his precum wetting the tip of my cock.
"You have to wait, babe," he said laughing and climbed off me. I watched as his high muscled ass strode out of the room. Mr. Cocky loved making me beg and wait.
I immediately got off his bed and pull off my remaining clothes. And I sat down at his desk to look at the music playlist he had set up for us. As I heard him pop open the champagne bottle downstairs in the kitchen I scanned his desktop to find the icon to his music library. It was then I noticed the folder named "Pablo." I opned it and there were several files, many with similar titles - Pablo 3, Pablo 10, Pablo 16, etc, etc. Pablo was the name of the guy from the park. The guy who was friends with Daphne too.
My fingers moved without hesitation. I shouldn't be snooping but I clicked on one of the Pablo files. Immediately a video began to play on the screen. The view was of Brad's bedroom. And there on the bed was Pablo. Naked. And stroking his impressive thick latin cock. Before I even had a chance to process what the hell this video was I saw the vision of Brad come on the screen. Naked. Sliding down to his knees. And grabbing that latin brown cock and sliding it into his open mouth.
"Yes guapo," Pablo hissed out as he fucked my man's mouth. "Take it baby, yes suck my dick."
I was mesmorized. It was here, in the same room, on the same bed! My dick jumped with excitement seeing Brad so hungrily feeding on cock and looking at that big latin dick stretch out my boyfriend hungry mouth and throat. I wanted to jack and watch but as hott as it was I knew everything was changing at that very moment. What the hell? Brad was sucking off some other guy?! I closed the video and clicked on another Pablo file.
Brad's msucled ass flexed in the screen as brown legs wrapped around his waist. "Yes Pablo! You like it baby?" Brad asked his ass clenched and thrust...as he fucked the latin.
The next file showed a dark pucker hole as fingers slide in and out. I could hear Brad's whisper from the video, "Yeah look at that ass," as Pablo whimpered and Brad's wet fingers slid deep into that pucker.
The next file was a close up of Pablo thick licks wrapped around Brad's big cock. He was hungrily slurping as cum seeped from the corners of his mouth. Brad's voice said, "Take it Pablo, take my load!"
The next file was shocked me the most. There was my man, Mr Top... spread eagle on his bed facing the camera as Pablo was behind him between his legs, his hands grasping the globes of my man's ass as he pumped deeply into him. "FUck ME!" Brad said as he gave his ass to Pablo.
When I looked up Brad stood in his bedroom door naked and and still hard, the cold champagne bottle and two glasses in his hand. The rest is a blur. Not even sure how it all happened. Seconds later I was pulling up my pants as I grabbed my shirt and coat and shoes and pushed past Brad running for the stairs. He was trying to stop me but I was determined. I heard him say begging me to stop as the front door slammed behind me and I ran for my car. Part of me wanted to stay. Hell part of me wanted to watch the videos and jack off! But I was hurt. So fucking hurt. All this time I was waiting and he was fucking around with Pablo?! What a fool I had been!
"I'm sorry bro," Nick said as he rubbed my shoulder. I had called him from my cell as I drove back home that night. He didn't hesitate to leave the club and come home to give me a shoulder to cry on. So there we sat on the sofa in the den. The tv was volume was turned low but I watched the view of Time Square as I dried my eyes.
"I shoulda known better. Brad was fucking around the whole time. What a fucking fool I am," I said quietly.
"No you are not, Scott! You had no idea Brad was a cheat. Don't be so hard on yourself," Nick said as he hugged me tighter.
"I shoulda never snooped. If I hadn't I would be getting fucked right now!" I said. "And you would be at the club. Nick, just go. I am fine. At least one of us should go get laid tonight."
"Scott, who cares. I get laid all the time. It's no big deal," he said as one of the tv shows displayed the huge crowd in Times Square getting ready for the midnight ball drop just minutes away. At that moment we both realized we looked like a couple of losers. Two hot gay guys at home on New Year's Eve. A smile broke out on both our faces and I finally laughed. I would survive. Fuck Brad.
Laughing Nick said, "Guess this is how we celebrate New Year's this year." Just as the ball started to descend on the screen and the crowd chanted the countdown.
"What a fucking way to celebrate!" I said shaking my head.
"Hey lots of guys would like to be with me at midnight," Nick said laughing.
"Fuck you!" I said smiling as the crowd erupted and midnight arrived. I looked over at Nick and said "thanks" as he rubbed my shoulder and he said "Happy New Year,bro."
I'm not sure who moved first. It just seemed natural so we both leaned in. Our lips touched and I smiled knowing at least I had someone to giive me a midnight kiss even though it was only my brother. It felt good to be held and at least be next to someone who understood me. It just felt right and safe. My big brthoer who I looked up to and loved. And his full lips like softa cushions against mine. We both smiled at the same time as our lips parted. He looked at me and laughed. I was a kess. My shirt unbuttoned because I had ran out of Brad's barely dressed. My hair a mess from Brad running his fingers through it. My pants dirty from me tripping as I had run to my car. While there was Brad in his tight mesh shirt for the club and his jeans painted on. What a scene. We both laughed some more and he leaned in and kissed me again. I kissed him back.
I think it was my hand first that grabbed at his biceps as we lightly kissed. My other hand touched his chest. I wanted to felt mesh of his t-shirt. To push through the fibers and feel the skin of his pec. And at that moment I felt his hand on the back of my head, his fingers sliding into my hair as Brad's fingers used to do.
THe pressure of our lips increased. We were now pass the point of a brotherly NEw Year's kiss. There was no time to think. It was just a reaction. Simultaneously our lips parted and our tongues slid together. It was exquisite to be in the arms of a man and his tongue in my mouth. I had dreamed for days this was how my midnight would be with Brad. In my mind it was like Brad was there with me. All I had wanted all day was for Brad to fuck me. And he was there now. Kissing me. I felt his muscled chest and gripped at his pecs as our mouth pushed together even tighter. Brad's hands mirrored my actions and they both smoothed acrosss my bare chest abd cupped my pecs. I wanted to feel Brad's chest the same way so my hands slipped to the hem of his shirt and I raised it as I ran my hands over the muscled smooth chest and I moaned out wanting Brad to take me to his room to fuck me all night long.
I gasped for air as our mouths parted and I opened my eyes. Nick. Nick's handsome face stared back at me. This wasn't Brad. It was my brother....
Immediately we both stood up from the sofa. Facing each other, we had no idea what to do. Part of me had known it was Nick. I wasn't that crazy. But I had just wanted to be kissed. "Nick, I'm sorry!" I said as he grabbed my shoulders and said at the same time "Sorry bro." But there we stood. This time actually looking at one another. His eyes scanned me, looking at my shirt hanging open and my muscled chest. My eyes looked down to see his shirt still bunched up enough to revealed his amazing abs. Abs I wanted to taste. I admit it. In that moment I wanted to lick my brother's body. I turned red from the embarassment annd looked at his face quickly to see if he knew what I had thought. But insteand his face was serious as he stared at my pecs. And his hand lightly pulled my shirt offi my shoulders and let it slide to the ground. His left hand reached to my bare chest and touched me. His right hand touched my bicep and he stepped closer.
we knew what we were doing this time as our lips met. I was kissing my brother. This time it was more urgent. Like we had to do this fast or we would never get the chance again. Our tongues wrapped together and our hand clung at each other as we presseed together, body to body, and ground our crotches together. Nick's bulge was hard and rigid as it ground into the stiff bulge of my jeans. We kept kissing even deepers as his hand smoothed down my back and slipped into the waist band of my jeans, and then int o my underwear. His hand gripped my muscled ass and we pressed even harder together, grinding our cocks and kissing like it was our last moment in this life. I loved the feel of a man's hands on my ass and I wanted more. Much more. MY hands gripped the waistband of his shirt and I pulled up. I had ot have his naked chest against mine! "Nick!" I gasped out as our mouths separated just long enough for his shirt to fly over his head and drop to the floor. Our mouths slammed together as we pressed our naked chest against each other and his hand grabbed my ass and we rubbed out crotches furiously. I wanted this. I wanted it more than anything. I gasped as his mouth slipped to my neck and voice came out, "Fuck me!"
The crowd roared on the tv and we froze in place. Our urgency gone. His lips leaving my neck. My hand dropped from his chest. We stepped back and looked at each other. Nick stared at me shocked. "Scott I'm sorry," he said as he stepped back.
"Nick, dont stop," I said as I reached for his belt but he stepped further away.
"This was a mistake," he said shaking his heads but looking down my body at my jeans which now poked out in front with my obvious hard on.
I had to have him. I wanted it and I didn't care, I had to find a way for him to take me. Fuck me right here and now. I looked at his obvious hard on outlined in his jeans and I realized I wanted my brother's cock, I reached to my jean's waistband and unbottoned them and pulled down my zipper. I had left my underwear at Brad's so my cock sprung out easily and my jeans slide to the floor. There I stood rock hard and naked in front of my brother.
His eyes widened as he looked at my cock. Then he looked in my eyes and said "No." But even as he said it I felt his warm hand wrap around my tube of flesh. His looked back into my eyes as he began to stroke me.
"We can't Scott", he said as he lightly stroked my rigid cock. I looked at him, I mean reallly looked at him. I had known all along my brother was a handsome stud. And yeah I had sneaked glances at his cock. BUt I had never looked at him as a sexual partner. And it hit me like a ton of bricks. My brother was fucking hot! There he stood in front of me, shirtless with his smooth chest and muscles pecs and arms. His pants clinging tightly to his narrow hips. The outline of his hard cock. I ghad to touch him. He stroked me as I undid his belt. His pants opened easily and his beautiful cock sprung out into my waiting hand.
There we stood. Brothers. Naked and hard. Stroking each other's cock while we stared in each other's eyes. Both of us afraid of what we were doing, both afraid to say anything. But I knew what I wanted. I stepped closer and I whispered. "Nick, please fuck me."
"Scott we are brothers." Nick whispered in reply. "We can't."
"Yes we can," I said as I stroked him and with my other hand felt the smooth skin of his chest.
"Scott. We have to stop. Please. I will jack you off. I will. But we can't do anything more," he said urgently as he continued to stroke my aching cock.
"Nick. I want you to put your cock up my ass and fuck me," I whispered back, my eyes pleading with him.
"Scott, are you sure?" he whispered in reply.
"YES," I beggged.
I reached down and pulled my jeans from my ankles as he did the same with his pants. We stepped together and kissed. Our naked bodies met. Cock to cock and mouth to mouth. No hesitation as we moaned and said each other's names in the glow of the tv in the family den we began to make love as we slowly lowered to the floor. On my back I laid as my nude brother lowered his body on top of mine. We looked into each other's eyes knowing exactly what we were about to do. And I didnt care. I wanted him. He lowered his face to mine and whispered "I love you Scott" and our mouths met and our cocks pressed together.
And the doorbell rang.
Our bodies froze in place as I could heard in the distant Brad's voice calling my name. In that second I looked into Nick's eyes as he looked into mine and we realized I had to go and deal with Brad. I didn't want to. So I clung to Nick but he quickly climbed off me. I grabbed at my jeans and pulled them on quickly as Brad stood there watching me as I hurried to answer the door.
"Scott! I'm so sorry!" Brad said as he stood there in the entry way. His eyes were wet from crying and his winter coat clung to his shirtless body.
"Brad, what are you doing here?" I said, but not really meaning it. In my mind I knew Nick was in the den waiting for me and I was pissed Brad had interrupted us. Yet I liked seeing Brad standing there begging to be forgiven.
"Scott, listen I can explain. Just please don't end this!" he said and grabbed at me and kissed my mouth.
"Brad you were fucking around behind my back," I said as he kissed my face.
"Scott, I screwed up. I'm sorry. It's over with Pablo. It has been for a long time now! I love you!"
He had never said those words to me before. His hands caress my naked chest and he spoke, " Please let me make love to you Scott."
I wanted him. I did. I admit it. And I love when our mouths met and his tonuge was inside my mouth. His coat opened and Our muscled chests touched. I wanted him. But I wanted Nick too.
In a hurry I shoved Brad away. "Get the fuck out!" I shouted and turned and ran. Back to the den. To my brother.
The den was empty. The tv remained on and there was my shirt and shoes on the floor. No Nick. His clothes gone too. No sign that my brother had ever been here.
Brad's hand touched me from behind and the slid into my jeans. His fingers gripped my still rigid cock. "You see Scott, you want me too," Brad whispered. I closed my eyes and let him stroke me as I felt my jeans being pushed down in back. In seconds Brad's hard cock pushed between my ass cheeks and teased my hole. I wanted Nick to fuck me but he was gone. Why? Where? Was it all just a dream? I closed my eyes imagining him again touching me, kissing me... telling me he loved me. Brad's cock pierced into my hole and I was pushed forward, bent at the waist. Brad began to fuck me.
All night I had waited for this and I was finally getting fucked. I closed my eyes and imagined Nick was the man holding my hips, plowing into my willing ass. Minutes later I was sliding to the floor again ...this time with my boyfriend. On my back I raised my legs and open my ass for Brad's cock to fuck me harder. I laid there holding onto him as he used my ass. I loved it, yet I knew I wanted it to be Nick.
It was then I saw him. My brother stepped into the door way of the den. My beautiful brother. Naked and hard. Stroking his dick as he watched Brad's cock thrusting back and forth, in and out of my ass. I spread myself wider showing Nick just what I wanted. I looed over Brad's shoulder at my brother as I laid there being fucked.
"Fuck me! Fuck me harder! Oh God Fuck me! PLease fuck me! I screamed out at Nick as he watched Brad plunging deeper into my ass.
"OH Fuck, Scott!" Brad yelled out as he rammed my ass!
"FUCK ME!" I yelled at Nick across the room. Begging him to come to me and pulled Brad off me. I wanted him to fuck me! His cock was rigid in his hand as he furiously stroked it.
"Scott I love you!" Brad yelled! ""FUCK I'M CUMMING!!!"
"FUCK! I screamed at my Brad's hot cum coated my bowels and my cock burst splattering our chests with hot cum.
Nick's cock erupted and volley after volley of hot cum flew across the floor while we stared into each other's eyes. Brad collapsed on top of me, my cum smearing as Nick quivered burst out his last eruptions of cum from his dick. I looked into his eyes and silently I mouthed to Nick "I love you." Adn he turned and left.
My boyfriend on top of me had no idea Nick had ever been there.
What a New Year. What the fuck?!
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