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works/365667.
  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Jonas_Brothers
  Relationship:
      Joe_Jonas/Nick_Jonas
  Character:
      Joe_Jonas, Nick_Jonas
  Additional Tags:
      Sounding, Smut, Romance, Bondage, D/s, Incest
  Stats:
      Published: 2010-07-19 Words: 1794
****** Clouded ******
by livinginadaydream_(orphan_account)
Summary
     It gets hot.
"I'm going to need you to not buck up, Nick. Can I trust you to be still for
me?" He could feel the pressure of Joe's fingers and thumb against his wrist,
thumb pressing in as Joe smoothed the Velcro down. "Cause I'm not going to do
this if you think you might hurt yourself." The second restraint in place, Joe
looked down at him from where he was hovering, eyes serious.

"I promise, Joe." They were still working out what, exactly, worked best
between them. Joe didn't seem to get any sort of thrill being called 'master'
thankfully, because Nick wasn't sure he could do it. Both of them ended up
laughing the time he tried, Nick smiling when it was just barely on the tip of
his tongue. They were just  too  close for that. Unless Joe decided to take it
further one day,  really worked  to tire Nick out, it was a fairly equal
relationship - Nick just went first a lot of the time. That, and when he helped
Joe, Joe was usually directing him, telling him what to do. Nick just... took.

"Yeah?" Joe asked, his voice always soft, as he slid his palm smoothly up the
back of Nick's thigh and down again. Nick just gave Joe a reassuring smile. He
laid there patiently, watching the top of Joe's head as he slid down the bed,
hair freshly trimmed as of yesterday morning, and let Joe pull his leg
straight, hand cupping his calf. The restraints at the end of the bed were
tighter, so Nick's leg had to be straight in order for his ankle to fit in the
(comfortable) Velcro rings. As Joe moved away from one foot to the other, he
ran his thumb softly over the arch of Nick's foot, making his little brother
suck in a breath. Joe didn't let Nick see, but he was smirking as he put the
last ring in place.

Taking a moment to make sure each limb was tightly bound, Joe assessed each
corner of the bed before climbing back up between Nick's legs. He'd made it as
impossible as he could, for Nick to move his hips, but the human body was
ridiculously stubborn. If Nick wanted to, or lost himself, he could move... To
show Nick, remind him, he had room to do so, Joe leaned forward, pushing Nick's
shoulders into the bed hands going red around the braces. Joe bent his head
down, pressed his lips quickly to Nick's. Before, not after, or he wouldn't be
taken as seriously.

"If you move, I won't touch you for a month." Nick's eyes studied his, and then
finally coming to a decision, he nodded shortly. "Okay." He eased off of Nick's
shoulders, licked his lips wishing he had more leeway to kiss Nick again. Joe
had been unsure of this in the first place. To be safe, there was an actual
'fitting' of sorts, measuring and having it custom-made. He'd been put off by
the idea of someone else touching  Nick, but Nick had offered that it was like
a doctor's appointment and nothing more. Just with better end results than
normal. It had been Joe, who had mentioned it as a possibility, but Nick still
had to insert logic into it in order for him to really go through with it.

Joe smoothed his thumb over Nick's knee as he reached over to retrieve the
sounding rod and lubricant from the bedside table. He set the rod down before
his knees on the bed and opened the small bottle before running the tip over
his fingers, expelling the lubricant in six different strokes until he thought
it was enough. Setting the bottle aside, he picked up the sound and began
applying the gel, covering every inch up to the smooth curve at the end which
he left cold and clean for a better hold.

Since he'd never done it before, Joe wasn't completely sure what kind of
feelings sounding was meant to elicit, just that for many it was pleasurable.
Or, that was what he'd read, not that just anything could be trusted. This was
just to test it out though. If Nick didn't enjoy it, then Joe wouldn't use it
again, not that he'd use it often any way. It created certain limitations he
wouldn't be used to. He didn't plan for this to run on very long anyway.

Blinking against his contacts, because he'd want to keep his eyes open and
focused, Joe used his palm to hold Nick at the right height, straight out,
before pressing the end of the sound to the tip of his dick. "Breathe and then
hold," Joe told him, listening for Nick's inhale, and then nothing. He slid the
tip in slowly.

About a centimeter in, Nick choked out an, "Oh..." Joe pressed in further,
drawing it out for safety, and to let Nick feel it, steel inside of him, a
gentle stretch and pull that hit nerve after nerve. "Shit," Nick breathed, and
Joe waited a moment to let Nick collect himself, evening his breath into
nothing once more. He looked up from between Nick's legs, studied his little
brothers face and rising chest. If he could let go, he'd have his hands on
either of Nick's thighs massaging and telling him it was okay, that he needed
to relax through touch. But Nick knew, and he just needed a moment, so Joe gave
it to him, and then continued.

Nearly halfway in, Joe asked Nick calmly, "You okay?" Careful not to draw his
thumb across the base of Nick's cock, not wanting to over-stimulate him. Nick
had begun having a harder time abating his breath, making the process slower.
Neither one of them wanted Nick to move, and if he was breathing, he was
moving.

"Yeah," Nick panted out a few seconds later, after gaining enough breath to do
so. "Yeah - good." Joe did turn his head at that, kissed the top of Nick's
thigh knowing if he weren't in restraints, he'd feel Nick's fingers gently
treading in his hair as a reply. As it were, Joe just gave another small kiss
to the side of Nick's knee and then returned to what he'd been doing before. It
was when the rod was almost completely in, only an inch left to go, that Nick's
dick started to swell in his palm, growing aroused, finally, at the alerting of
some of his most sensitive nerves. Joe stopped immediately, knowing he had to
let Nick come down from it before he could continue.

"Cool down Nicky," Joe instructed, tip of his nose dragging across Nick's knee.
He heard a strangled noise come from above him, felt himself grow heavier with
it and closed his eyes tightly, momentarily before lifting his head to check on
Nick again. Nick's own eyes were closed tightly, his breathing finally growing
more even again. Joe waited a full minute more, restraining from switching his
hands to prevent cramping, not wanting to give Nick any more cause for arousal.


When Nick finally felt lighter in his hand, and was able to halt his breathing,
Joe worked the sounding rod til the curve was molded over the tip of Nick's
dick and both of them could finally breathe. Joe pulled his hands back, flexing
them as he kneed further up the bed and then cupped the side Nick's head, thumb
running over the rim of his ear, as he used his other hand, a fist, to lean on.
Over Nick, he didn't waste time, just kissed Nick, tongue darting out to lick
at Nick's lips, make them slick. Nick's mouth opened under his, so Joe moved
his mouth, teasingly to kiss at the corner of his brother's mouth before Nick
could turn his head. Tongues slipping against each other, sucking and then
pulling Nick's lower lip into his mouth, Joe kissed him until he was hard, and
kissed down Nick's throat as he panted.

Swallowing thickly, Joe pressed a closed-mouth kiss to Nick's chest, and then
asked, sort of raspy, "You want me to leave it in you? Then I could just..." He
thrust his hips against the smooth skin where Nick's pelvis met with his
stomach, pre-cum smoothing down the length of his erection. Nick bit his lip
feeling the wet heat against his skin, eyebrows furrowed, and ghosted out a
reply. Joe stopped himself from doing just that, lowered his head to lick at
Nick's nipple as he stretched both of his hands over Nick's arms. Feeling how
tightly the muscles were drawn, how they drew even tighter, indentations
deepening as he grazed his teeth over the hardened nipple.

"God," Joe mused, lifting his head to kiss at Nick's lips as he moved one hand
to steady himself on the bed, and drew the other back down Nick's arm, and then
down his side, soft scratch of nails against his white skin, drawing lines of
pale-red into it. "You really want... You want it don't you." It wasn't a
question. He was sure Nick was feeling that deep pull in his stomach, wanting
to become aroused, unable to, experiencing some sort of existential crisis
right beneath him.

Joe moved his legs up and over, straddling Nick's stomach, waist, and dipped
his head down to begun sucking at Nick's neck as he moved his hips against
Nick's torso. Dick sweetly dragging against warm, soft skin as Joe closed his
eyes and let himself use Nick's immobilized body. As his stomach dragged up
Nick's, up his chest, he could feel his little brother's stomach muscles, taut
beneath his skin, hear Nick trying to catch his breath beside his ear as he
pulled blood up to the surface of Nick's skin with slow and steady sucking. The
rocking of his hips losing rhythm as more pre-cum slipped out of his tip.

"Mmm,  Jesus ," Nick said softly, coming back to himself a little, pulling at
the restraints despite  knowing  he wouldn't be able to reach his brother, and
Joe couldn't stop the smile he imprinted against his brother's neck, before he
slid his face up to hover over Nick's. Arching his neck, Nick pulled Joe's
mouth to his, warm wet heat he couldn't wait to have. As Nick sucked on Joe's
tongue, the drag of his hips went rougher, shorter, driving until Joe was
resting his forehead top-and-center on Nick's chest. A minute later orgasm tore
through him, hot and smooth over Nick's stomach, breathing harshly over Nick's
already-hot skin, Joe's hands resting limply at either side of his brother.
Craning his neck, Nick kissed the top of Joe's head before laying back, both
their eyes closed in completely different states, Nick waiting to go, Joe
coming back.
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