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Stefan watched them. Lucky Spencer and Nikolas Cassadine. The brothers. All traces of baby fat and awkwardness slowly but surely honed into chiseled musculature.
The scrawny little boy Lucky used to be was now a strong, confident man. His body had finally matured to the level where his mind had always resided. Stefan hated Lucky's arrogance, his flippant attitude...so much like his father Luke. Yet, Stefan could not help being drawn to the swelling pectorals encased in snug muscle shirts, to the almost obscenely large crotch packed into breathlessly tight jeans. Stefan watched Lucky now, watched the soft, masculine yet feminine hands of Nikolas desperately peeling away his brother's top, reveling in his rigid wall of abdominals.
Stefan rubbed at the soft cotton of his trousers as Lucky took Nikolas in his arms. These young men had known all along, and finally accepted, that with intense hate comes intense love and need. With their mother gone and the father figures in their lives unreliable, all they had was each other. Lucky gently stripped his brother naked, such a contrast to his usual fiery personality. Stefan purred approvingly as he saw his nephew's cut chest and swollen biceps. He knew what would be next. Nikolas, like Lucky, eschewed undergarments. He clearly loved the feel of danger in letting yourself fly free, letting your most base emotions run rampant for all to see. Stefan hated underwear for the same reasons. He squeezed his throbbing erection as Lucky lowered Nik's trousers, exposing the most beautiful ass Stefan had ever seen. Firm, hairless, two pillows sewn into skin. Stefan had spied on his beloved nephew for years in showers, had groped his half-naked, sweaty body in tai chi matches, had done everything but take the final step of intimacy Lucky was now taking.
As he unfurled the buttons of his expensive black dress shirt, Stefan wondered how long the brothers had been so intimate with each other's bodies and souls. He had never seen such behavior during the years he'd lived in Port Charles. If their sexual bond was a new development, their touches were achingly familiar and gentle. Nikolas held Lucky's length tenderly, stroking the rare delicacy of width and size with all the respect it deserved. Lucky sank to his knees, winking at his brother, leaving bruises on his lover's hips after expertly peeling away Nik's foreskin. Stefan sighed as he tugged at his chest hair and flicked his large, suckable nipples, remembering the callused hands of Luke Spencer on his own sheath, wishing he could experience the same from Luke's Adonis-like son.
The husky pleas of Nikolas brought Stefan back to reality. Lucky squeezed at the marble-hard cheeks which so abundantly filled his hands. His fingers danced in the smooth crack, knowing exactly what sweet spot to hit. Stefan could practically feel his own prostate lump being lewdly fondled, could feel the stubby brown locks of Lucky's close-cropped hair wrapped in his hands while Lucky sucked him to the root. Lucky had eased off of his brother's slobbering stiffness, now easing his way down to the perfectly proportioned, heavy, beautiful, shaved testicles. Nik's entire pubic area had been shaved clean, while Lucky's remained untamed, wild. Had Lucky shaved his brother? Had he buried a razor between those globes, crudely invading and exposing Nik's quivering hole, as he was doing right now? Stefan tore his slacks open and to his knees as he imagined his tongue convulsing inside that dark crevice. Lucky had bent him over the bed now, suckling his hole. How sweet did that ass taste, Stefan pondered. How much did he want that...how much did he want to have his own crowning manhood buried balls-deep inside his flesh and blood?
He was about to find out how much when Lucky met his eyes. Stefan, pants around his ankles, blatantly groping his thickness, panting, shirt wide open, nipples inflamed, being studied by a surprised, slowly beginning to smirk Lucky. Stefan expected bloodshed, a fistfight. Instead, Lucky only choked down a snicker. The normally intense men looked almost amused as his impossibly long penis twitched at the arrival of a third party. Lucky moved out of the way, only keeping his hands close enough to open Nik's lubed-down ass wide. Stefan gasped as he saw his nephew's entire asshole and tight pucker exposed to him in full pornographic display.
His mind reeled. This was wrong. Yet, this was so right. What should he do?
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