My Boyfriend's Horny Brothers (Pt II)

Hi, yinz. Something a little different this week - a mostly-unedited portion of a novella I wrote a few years ago and never finished. It is a sequel to an older story, My Boyfriend's Horny Brothers. There's a lot more to this story, so if it works for you let me know and maybe I'll post additional chapters (though eventually it does veer into "NSFPatreon" territory).

Read the original story here. 

Somewhere between Indianapolis and Pittsburgh (where we shared an apartment) my boyfriend Joe and I started bickering. It wasn't about anything in particular - or maybe it was, but that particular thing was so big and scary that neither of us could quite face it. So instead I complained about his music choices and he complained about my aggressive driving. By the end of it we weren't talking to each other.

To be fair, any visit to a parents' house causes some stress. We both had to work the next day and it was nice to get some time apart. And then our days continued pretty much as they had, both of us working and hanging out together at night and sometimes going out on the weekends. It was getting into fall so it felt nice to nest with him, even if we did still argue a lot.

And we had sex. More than we'd been having. It felt a little more adventurous, too. We started fucking in public - driving out in his big SUV to a shopping center parking lot and fucking in the back seat. A lot of this was Joe reacting to my increased libido, or maybe we'd both got recharged on that trip. It was difficult to say what made the change, exactly, but I know this: I couldn't stop fantasizing about the time I'd had with his brothers. 

A couple of weeks after we got back I even let Joe fuck me, which I'd almost never done since the early days of our relationship. Yeah, I'm not proud of that, but honestly it was just how the roles had always shaken out for us. But one day all I could think about was how Lee and Mike had pounded me from behind on their couch. I cleaned my ass out that day before Joe got home from work and even put on one of his jockstraps. I think he was confused by it, but turned on. And I thought about Lee and Mike the whole time. 

The thing was, as the sex we were having got better, our fights got worse. We would go for days without talking, after having huge blowouts like we'd never had before: screaming at one another, sometimes even moving furniture in the process (though, thankfully, nothing ever got physical). Then once we'd cooled down we'd fuck like rabbits for about twenty-four hours, then get comfortable again, then start fighting again.

I knew we couldn't last like this much longer. It was showing on both of our faces: we were exhausted. Home was a place of extreme emotions and not so much a place of respite. 

So in some sense I forgive myself for what I did, but in another sense it was pretty shitty: I went through Joe's phone once when he'd left it on the nightstand to go to the bathroom. The phone hadn't locked yet. I quickly found his brother Lee's number and committed it to memory.

At first I didn't know what I was going to do with this information. I told myself that it was enough just to have it: a little step towards a fantasy that I couldn't let go of, but one that I wouldn't necessarily take. But then I convinced myself to reach out to him. I thought: things are essentially over with Joe. I had a lot of fun with his brothers and nothing bad ever came of it - in fact, the fallout from that had been kind of good. So why not pursue it again? Besides, Lee and Mike probably wouldn't even care, I'd probably been as much of a blip for them as the girl they'd turned down at the bar: just another notch in their belts. 

One day, when I was at work and impossibly horny, facing down another day at an office I hated and then a night at home with a boyfriend who I had a civil relationship with at best, I texted Lee. I just said "Hey, it's Nate, how you doin?" Leaving the matter of how I'd got his number a mystery. To my relief, Lee never asked. He texted me back within the hour, pretty psyched to hear from me. 

"We've been talking about you, man!" he texted. "Everything going alright in Pittsburgh?"

"Sure," I said, glad that he hadn't framed how I was doing in terms of Joe. 

He texted me back immediately: "We'll have to get together again sometime." My heart started racing. I said that that might be difficult. He said he understood, but that he sometimes visited Pittsburgh for work. That was a surprise - I'd been with Joe for over a year, and as far as I knew his brother had never visited in that time. 

"I could come and get a hotel room. Joe wouldn't have to know," he said. And put a winky-faced emoji at the end.

So that was how it started, how a one-time drunken fling with two horny straight brothers turned into a straight-up emotional affair. On some level I was surprised by Lee's eagerness to respond to me, but on the other side it was kind of expected: we'd had a connection, even in the midst of all that bro'ing out between him and Mike. I had a feeling he was as into me as I was into him.

We texted sporadically over the next couple of weeks, and if I felt guilty at all about it I deflected it by telling myself we were just talking, we were just being friendly. But then Lee said his old college buddy was having a Halloween party the third weekend in October and he was thinking of coming up for that. And getting a hotel room.

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I'm not proud of myself for all this, of course, but the attraction I had to Lee was undeniable, and my home life was so tumultuous, that arranging a clandestine meeting was pretty irresistible. As soon as Lee gave me the date he was going to be in town, I lied to Joe and told him that my mom wanted me to come visit them for the weekend. It wasn't unusual for me to spend the night at my family's place without Joe, cause they lived pretty close by. Besides, it gave both of us a break from one another, so I think he was looking forward to it as much as I was (and only later would I find out that he was up to something at the same time I was, though certainly at not the same level of betrayal). 

Meanwhile Lee and I didn't talk much about how it was all going to go down. I mean, sex seemed inevitable, but we didn't even really talk about that. I waited with baited breath until that weekend came. It had been a particularly rough week at work. But Lee texted me that Friday, keeping me posted on his progress. And around 4pm he told me he'd just checked into his hotel room.

I went home after work, cleaned myself out and showered. I wore my jock strap under some loose, comfortable clothes that could easily come off. I was more turned on than I could ever remember, my cock rose and fell the entire time I showered. 

Joe came home right after I'd finished dressing, and by the way he looked at me I swear he knew something was up. 

"What are you doing?" he said.

"Just getting ready to head to my mom's," I lied. And that was that. I packed a bag, being careful not to let Joe see the slutty underwear I was bringing, and kissed him goodbye. The level of betrayal there was pretty epic. If he only knew, I thought. Telling him I'm going to spend the weekend with my mom when I'm actually going to fuck his brother in a hotel room a few miles from here. 

The hotel he'd booked was a pretty fancy one near the airport. I'd been in touch with him since he'd landed; he'd told me he needed a couple hours to get settled into the hotel room and then he'd be ready for me. 

I parked and let him know I was there. He gave me the room number: 4628. I walked into the ostentatious lobby and found the elevators. My cock was leaking through my jock, and when I looked down to press the "46" I noticed there was a wet spot on the front of my pants. 

"Door is unlocked," Lee texted me. I walked down the hallway toward his room, reading the gold room numbers as they flashed past. It felt like another world in there. Finally I got to 4628. There was a "Do Not Disturb" sign on the handle. I pushed it and the door opened.

The bathroom door open and the light was on in there, but the hallway beyond it was dim. I heard Lee's voice. "Nate," he said.

"Yeah," I said, walking down the hallway. I turned the corner and there was Lee, on the bed. It was hard to see him at first in the darkness of the room, but he was obviously naked and on his back, with his erect cock in his hand. His body was just was thick and sexy as I remembered, his fat cock rose over a pair of round, fuzzy balls.

So I guess my intuition was right. The thing was, I half expected him to greet me with a big bear hug and some lame straight-guy jokes - that was how he'd been in Indiana. But this was a private side of him. I mean he'd come all that way to get with me, he must have had some pretty strong reasons for it. I didn't know what they were, yet.

"You as horny as I am, dude?" he whispered.

"Fuck yeah man," I said. I set my bag on the floor and started taking off my shoes.

"Get naked with me man," he said. He smirked as he worked his dick in his paw. I lifted off my shirt. Then took off my pants, making sure he got a look at the jockstrap, which was blue. It cradled my dick in front, the back straps stretching around my smooth and substantial ass. "Fuck yeah," Lee said, sitting up to get a closer look. "Get over here man."

I approached the bed. My cock was hard and tenting out the front of my pouch. Lee took his hand from his cock and grabbed my dick with it, stroking me through the fabric. I reached down to feel his piece which was as hard as it could be. Lee used his other hand to grab my ass like a butcher with a piece of meat, his finger fitting in the slot of my crack and resting just barely against my hole. His cock pulsed in my hand.

"Fuck, dude," I said.

"You can say that again," Lee said, as he worked my cock in one hand and my ass in the other. "We're gonna fuck our brains out this weekend."

He had me sit on his face. I sucked his cock while he ate me out, his tongue sliding as deeply into my hole as it could, his handsome bearded face buried in my butt. His cock fit into my mouth so perfectly, and the deeper I took him into my throat the more aggressively he shoved his tongue into me until he was stretching me out with it. 

"Fuck I can't wait to get fucked by this cock," I said.

"Then sit on it, man," he said. I looked at the nightstand. Lee had a big bottle of lube sitting there that looked to be newly purchased. Next to that was a little glass bottle that I didn't place at first. I didn't see any condoms. 

"Okay," I said, coming off of his face. "Hold on I got condoms." I got down off the bed and went for my bag. I rummaged through it and eventually came out with two condoms which I brought to the bed. I went down on Lee again, getting him nice and wet, then opening the condom and slipping it onto his cock. 

I guess I noticed how he wasn't really reacting to the condom at all. Like, he'd never suggested it, and seemed pretty oblivious to the fact I was putting it on him. Once it was on him he reached over for the lube. He pumped some in his palm, lubed up his cock, and held it out to me. I pumped some onto my fingertips and reached back to massage it onto my hole. It was an exquisite sort of anticipation, waiting to get fucked. Soon I was going to have Joe's horny straight brother's cock inside me again.

"Face me when you do it," Lee said, and I complied, straddling his body and positioning my asshole over his hard dick. His belly was firm and hairy against my thighs as I bore down on it. Finally the head of it went in. Lee groaned. 

"Fuck!" I said.

"Take your time, baby," Lee said. Slowly I inched my way down it. Finally I was sitting on it completely. I relaxed my legs. I pulsed my ass around his dick as if to check that yes, there really was a big old fat straight-dude dick inside me. "Fuck that feels good," Lee said. I felt him pulse his cock back. "I've been dreaming about having my cock inside you ever since last time," he said. 

"Me too," I said, with all honesty. To have Lee and Mike's cocks in me on that trip had reminded me how good it felt to get filled and pounded. I'd been craving it ever since.

I started to bounce up and down on his dick, sliding it in and out of myself. Lee looked up at me with a lust-filled smile. "Fuck you feel so good in me," I said.

"We got all weekend to fuck like this," Lee said.

"I want it. As much as you can give it to me," I said. 

"Can I fuck you from behind?" Lee said.

"Definitely," I said. I got off him and flipped over, presenting my ass to him.

"Fuck yes," Lee said as he arranged himself behind me. "There's nothing like fucking a willing dude in the ass."

"Is that right?" I said. Lee slid his cock into me. 

"Fuuck!" he said. "Take that fuckin dick." He started pounding me. I could tell it wasn't going to be long before he came. 

"Fuck me, dude," I said. 

"Fuck I'm gonna cum. Fuck it. Ah!" He pulled his cock out of me at the last second. I heard him tear off the condom. Then ropes of thick cum slashed down my back and over my ass. Before it had time to settle, Lee leaned down and started licking it up hungrily, moaning as he dragged his tongue along my skin, slurping up the thick ropes that had landed there. When he'd had his fill he flipped me over. With a cummy smile he leaned down and let some of the cum he'd collected in his mouth drip into mine. I've never been big on eating cum, but his tasted amazing. Before I could swallow it he started making out with me which we did for a while, savoring the taste of his load. 

He laid back. Caught his breath. I did the same.

 "I'm starving!" he said.

And then it was like we were back to real life. He was his boisterous, straightish-guy self as he wiped himself off with a towel and got dressed.

"It's so good to see you man!" he said, once we'd got our clothes back on. He brought me into a big bear hug. It was as if we were having a family reunion and not a clandestine affair under his brother's nose. 

"You too, man," I said. 

"Want a shot?" he said, holding out a flask of whiskey he'd procured from his bag. 

"I guess it's after five," I said. Lee looked at me askance. 

"Pff. 'After five'; what are you a nun?" He poured us two shots in the plastic hotel water cups and we downed them. "Let's go out and get dinner."

"Like somewhere around here?" I said. All of the sudden it occurred to me that I'd given no thought to how it was going to be to spend an entire weekend with this guy. I guess I'd imagined us just spending the whole weekend in his hotel room, fucking like rabbits. But that didn't seem all that logical. Lee was an extrovert, of course he'd want to go out. 

"Sure. Wherever. I've got a car, obviously."

I was a little afraid of going out in public, but we were near the airport aka far enough away from the city that it seemed pretty unlikely that we'd run into Joe or anybody else I knew. We settled on a chain restaurant nearby. We sat at the bar and ordered a couple of beers and some food. There was a bit of a crowd there and Lee started chatting up this one girl. He was effortlessly flirtatious, and for a minute I started to feel jealous, not that I had any right to be. But when she got up to go to the bathroom he drained the rest of his beer, looked over at me, raised his eyebrows and said "Ready to go back to the hotel?"

I sure was. On the way there I admitted my jealousy. "I thought you were trying to pick up that girl," I said.

"Nah," Lee said, flipping on his turn signal. "I'm here to see you, man."

"Nice," I said.

"Do you keep in touch with Mike at all?" Lee asked me. 

"No," I said. "I've only been talking to you."

"Cool," Lee said. 

"Does he know that you're here?" I said.

"No," Lee said. "He's...you know, we've messed around with dudes before. Here and there. But always together. And I think if he knew I was messing around with a dude without him there, he'd think it was gay or something. He's weird about that stuff." I let that wash over me, a guy who had no problem fucking another guy with his brother present, but who thought it was weird if his brother fucked a dude without him. Takes all kinds, I suppose. 

"Anyways, don't worry about him. Or Joe. It's just us this weekend. You're staying over, right?" he said.

"I guess so," I said. "If you're down with that."

"Definitely," Lee said. "I don't think we're gonna get a lot of sleep though."

"That's fine with me."

"Man I feel like the luckiest guy in the world," Lee said. "I'm gonna speed back to the hotel so we can fuck some more."

To be continued...