Page 40 of Nothing to Lose

Hunter crawls across the floor until he reaches the bed, then he slinks up the foot of it, the mattress sinking as his weight presses down. Then he’s pulling my hand away, shoving back my legs, and his mouth is there. His tongue replaces my fingers, and it about sends me to space. “Oh, fuck yes!” I moan as he ravishes me.

Hunter shakes his head quickly between my legs, shoving his face in farther, his tongue swirling around my hole, fucking me with it. It’s so warm and wet, and I can hardly breathe. My hands move to his hair, holding him to me as he eats me alive. When he’s had enough, he works his way up, lavishing my taint, dropping open-mouthed kisses upward, giving attention to my balls, sucking my sack gently into his mouth. He continues his ascent, licking a trail up the length of my cock before lapping at the tip, gathering up all the sticky precum currently leaking from it.

But then he pulls back, picking up the bottle of lube and the dildo. My heart flips over on itself, tumbling around. I watch as he squirts the lube onto the tip of the toy, then brings it to my hole, spreading the lube around before pressing gently.

“You ready, baby?”

“Fuck, yes. Give it to me.” I barely finish my sentence before Hunter pushes the head in, my ass stretching around it.

“Fuck, baby. Your ass is sucking it right in. Such a desperate, needy little asshole.” I arch into the toy, my hands gripping the pillows above my head, hanging on for dear life as he starts to thrust with it, twisting every time he pulls out. My eyes flutter closed for a split second, and then my cock is enveloped in warm, wet heat.

“Oh, fuck!” I yell. Jesus Christ, I think this may be my ruin. Hunter expertly rotates the dildo in and out at the same tempo that his mouth slides up and down my shaft. It’s so damn good. My breathing is coming in labored pants, my eyes unable to focus, my entire body trembles and shakes, that coil spinning tighter and tighter and tighter. Hunter takes me right to the edge, and then pulls back, sitting up and pulling the toy from my ass. I gasp in protest, but Hunter is already flipping me, pulling my ass up in the air and pushing my head into the mattress. I hear the squirts of the lube bottle and brace myself for his thrust. The cool tip of his cock notches at my entrance, and then he’s slamming home.

“Ohhh, fuuuuuck, yesssss!” I scream.

Hunter immediately puts his hand over my mouth. “Shh, you don’t want our parents to hear your brother filling up your tight ass, do you?” Jesus Christ, when he talks like that. I know he’s trying to get a rise out of me, and my body gives it to him every single time. “You like that, little brother? You like to be reminded who’s fucking you? Who gets to touch you like this? Who gets your body and your mind and your heart? Tell me. Tell me who you belong to.”

“Fuck. You. You, Hunter.”

“And who am I?” Oh, this sick fuck. I shoot him a glare, and he slaps my ass. Hard. I gasp, trying to roll over, but he swats me again, continuing his relentless thrusts. It feels so fucking good, and instead of telling him to fuck off, it just turns into more moans.

Hunter grips my hips and yanks me up so my back is flush against his chest. I lean against him, resting my head on his shoulder, my hand reaching to stroke my cock. Hunter bats my hand away.

“Don’t you dare touch yourself. You’re gonna come hands free, just my cock filling you. I’m gonna milk that prostate, and you’re gonna make such a good mess for me to clean up.”

Goosebumps scatter across my body at his words, a tremor wracking through me. I’ve never come without stimulation before, but based on how he’s rubbing against that sweet spot, the way his fingers toy with my nipples, I’m already teetering on the edge.

“I love fucking you,” he whispers against my ear, sucking on my lobe before dragging his teeth across the flesh. “I love tasting you. Love being able to fall asleep after with your pliant body in my arms.”

“Fuck, Hunt, I’m so fucking close.”

“You’re such a good boy for me. Such a good boy for your brother.” I fucking combust. Hard.

“Fuuuuuuuck!” I yell, and Hunter lets me. My cock jerks, ropes of cum splashing on my abdomen, chest, and the sheets below me. My orgasm goes on and on, my body swaying in his arms as I nearly black out from the pleasure. He doesn’t stop fucking me, holding me impossibly close as he thrusts in and out. Once. Twice. Then he’s driving in deep, his teeth biting down onto my shoulder blade as jets of cum fill me up.

We collapse together, with him still inside me, arms bound around my waist, our breaths heaving, hearts pounding. We start to drift off, his dick softening inside my body, neither of us in a rush to clean up.

“I love you.”

“I love you, too.”

Epilogue

ELI

Senior Year

Afamiliar electric-green bag sits on the floor of my new senior apartment inside Grimsley Hall. A smile pulls at my lips at the sight.

“Hey, little brother. Ready for our senior year?” Hunter walks out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped low around his waist, another one in his hand as he rubs his blond hair dry. My mouth waters at the sight. We haven’t seen each other in a week, and I’ve been fucking desperate to get to him. I started coaching youth rugby this past summer and had to stay behind while Hunter went back to Corvus to get settled. It was miserable without him.

“Oh, I’m more than ready. Are you?” I ask as I drop my bags to the floor and kick the door closed, the rest of my shit left to be forgotten in my car.

“I’ve been ready. Over waiting for you to get your ass back here.”

“Yeah?” I close the distance between us, prowling him until his back is against the wall and I’ve caged him in. “I fucking missed you, baby.”

“Did you?”