Brothers & Sisters belongs to ABC, not to me. The actors in this story are not gay. If you aren't 18 or older or have a problem with sex between men, then don't read this story.
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Justin carried Kevin into Kevin's bedroom. Justin was Kevin's younger brother, a young, handsome man with dark hair, facial scruff, and puppy dog eyes. Both men had those haunted eyes and dark features. Justin was a war vet, set to go to Iraq in a few months, with an extension put through because Kevin used legal expertise to get Justin put into rehab.
Kevin was gay, and usually kept himself under utmost control and composure. Recently he'd fallen in love with a man, Scotty, who broke up with Kevin. He broke Kevin's heart, and Kevin had barely been able to hide his pain. Tonight, he called Justin up, slurring and drunk, asking for a ride home.
Kevin had a lean yet muscular body, as proven to Justin when Kevin began to peel his clothes off. Since they were brothers, surely Kevin wasn't trying to show off for Justin, but the way that Kevin slid out of his pants, bending over to highlight his muscular ass, the way he brushed his hands against his abdominals and his hair-dusted , dime-sized nipples, Justin wasn't sure entirely what Kevin was doing.
"Miss him so much..." Kevin muttered to himself as he fell onto the bed. He was now fully naked and his ass was extremely appetizing, even to straight Justin. While in the war, Justin had had sex with a number of his fellow soldiers, and what had started as some simple jerkoff sessions quickly exploded into full on, passionate sex with asses and dicks and cum shots worthy of the best porn.
Justin was so exhausted, he didn't feel safe driving home. So instead he went to sleep on the couch. He stripped down to his boxer briefs and quickly dozed off.
A chill shuddered through his suddenly naked body as his underwear was slid down his ankles. A pleasant tongue made him stir. Hands and tongue. He thought he was in a wet dream. A warm sensation enveloped his cock. Skilled fingers on his balls, kneading them, sliding down to finger at his hole. Before Justin could respond, a strong pair of thighs encircled his head, a thick shaft, 7 inches, bobbed against his mouth. Justin put his fellatio skills to use, quickly, almost instinctually. Kevin moaned around Justin's own 8 inch cock.
Soon Kevin gave up the blow job and abruptly sat on Justin's hardon. Both men moaned at the raw fuck. Kevin's hole was so tight and so perfect. Justin hadn't had such a tight fuck since he was in high school. Before Justin was fully ready, he shot his load into Kevin's chute, and Kevin came all over Justin's chest. As Justin leaned up to kiss Kevin, Kevin seemed to realize what he'd done, and left the room. Justin was too tired to follow and ask what was wrong.
The next morning, when Justin woke up, he saw Kevin sitting in a chair, watching him. His eyes were full of sadness and shame, and a few tears.
"I didn't mean to do that to you Justin."
Justin just cocked his head and smiled.
"Do what? Give me a great fuck?"
Kevin still seemed so ashamed. "You're my brother. I was drunk, I..."
Justin kneeled in front of Kevin and the chair. "Maybe you thought I was Scotty."
Kevin shook his head no. "I wish I had, but I saw you, Justin. You're so hot, but you're my brother. I'm just sick."
Justin leaned over to kiss Kevin. "If you're sick, so am I."
Then they spent the rest of the day together. As brothers, as friends...as lovers.