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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Homestuck
  Relationship:
      Stridercest, dave/bro
  Character:
      Bro_Strider, Dave_Strider, John_Egbert_(mentioned)
  Additional Tags:
      Car_Sex, Masturbation, Dirty_Talk, Oral_Sex, Underage_Sex, Orgasm_Delay/
      Denial, Yes_this_is_smut, Sibling_Incest, Bottom_Dave, exhibitionism_
      (sort_of?), Rimming, Overstimulation, Rough_Sex, Consensual_Underage_Sex
  Stats:
      Published: 2016-05-26 Completed: 2016-12-02 Chapters: 3/3 Words: 5825
****** Hit the Road(head) ******
by orphan_account
Summary
     Dave has recently aquired an interest in dirty talk, which naturally
     leads to him...appreciating...Bro's voice. Long story short, Dave
     gets horny via smexy rap in the car and Bro gets him off. Yup. Bro
     also deepthroats him at a red light so yah.
     As always, if you don't like this don't read it, please read the tags
     before continuing (i.e. You have been warned)
Notes
     This is not a prompted work I just wanted to write it XD Also, again,
     yes Dave is underage and wants to get sexy with Bro. But apparently
     Bro wants to get sexy with Dave too, so it's cool. I do not condone
     actual incest, I just find Stridercest HOT. So yah, here you go. Oh
     and if you think I missed or forgot to tag something please let me
     know so I can add/change it! Thanks.
     Oh also i just realized that the italic font didnt carry over when i
     posted sorry, so Dave's thoughts just kindof intrude haha whoops
     Comments and feedback are welcome (but please bear in mind that this
     was a quick write so I apologize for any grammatical errors)
See the end of the work for more notes
***** Chapter 1 *****
Dave had never really minded road trips or long periods of time in vehicles, if
anything he found it relaxing to watch from the passenger seat as stretches of
city, highway and countryside passed by. Bro was normally quiet while driving,
deep in pervy adult thought, though his silence never bothered Dave. Hell, it
was an excuse to impose some sick beats on other cars via open windows and
maxed out volume.
But today, Dave really, really, minded being in the car with Bro.
It was only in recent months that Dave had discovered his...thing...for dirty
talk. This porn site had lead to that porn site which had lead to another porn
site which held a compilation of kinky videos featuring mass amounts of verbal
smuttiness which had then lead the younger Strider to start noticing the
impossibly rich baritone that was his older brother’s voice. Bro could say
literally anything and it would leave Dave with blown pupils, and weak bathroom
excuses.
Which is why listening to Bro hum the entirety of Seven Nation Army (courtesy
of the White Stripes) was driving Dave completely insane. The younger blond
swallows the saliva amassing in his mouth and looks out the window at a generic
small Texas town on the outskirts of a generic Texas city. His fingers twitch
in his lap, trying to resist turning on the radio. Dave didn't want to seem
bothered by the noise, mostly because Bro would just keep doing it if he found
out that it actually did bother him.
Or rather, bothered him.
The song ends, and Dave visibly relaxes, sighing. The past several minutes had
been a battle between him and his cursed teenaged hormones to keep his dick
from sticking up like a flagpole. Bro shoots him a scowl, and flicks on the
radio. “Jeez Davey, am I really tha’ bad?” He grumbles while searching for a
decent channel. Dave just shrugs, trying not to let the nickname go to his
dick, and lets Bro pick a station. After flickering between some alternative
rock and pop, the older Strider finds a station playing decent rap and the
like, and settles on said station.
The first song goes by like a breeze, hardly a sexy thought to its name. But
the next one proves to represent the dirty side of trap, and Dave is once again
set on edge. Every time the words slut, bitch, dick, wet, fuck, hard etc, etc
were said, the seventeen-year-old’s mind would wander to what it would sound
like if Bro was saying it. To him. In bed. Probably naked. Yah definitely
naked, because Dave could tell that hot DAMN Bro was ripped in all the right
places. Hooray, good job Dave, you're thinking about Bro fucking you into the
mattress, gold star for best younger brother in the history of forever except
not because holy shit you're fucked up. It's not long before Dave's rocking a
semi boner, and he shifts in his seat to hide it from any anime-shaded eyes.
Yah, like that's gonna work.
Dave's about to just give in and request a washroom break for the apple juice-
impaired, but before such a mercy could be granted Bro start to fucking SING
ALONG.
Oh hell no.
No.
Dave can't do this right now.
He doesn't care if they don't make it to Bro’s DJ gig, he wants to fucking
crash the car so he can wake up beside pearly gates and mastubate the fuck out
of his holy dick before-
“Dave”
Fuck. Shit fuck shit fuck shit.
Dave pretends he doesn't have a raging hard on and tries to respond like a
normal human being to his infuriating albeit fucking gorgeous brother.
“Y-yah, Bro?....What's up?”
“I thin’ we both know what's up lil’ man”
Shit. Fuck shit fuck shit fuck.
Dave braces himself for the disgust, the mocking, or the embarrassing
combination of the two tones in Bro's voice.
“Undo your pants”
What.
WHAT.
Did Bro seriously just say that or am I high on this shitty rap?
Dave freezes, unsure of what to do. Sure, his dick needed some attention, but
why the fuck would Bro ask him to undo his pants? He tries not to fantasize.
There must be some rational explanation for the mindfuck that was Bro's
statement.
“Bro, you deaf? Ditch the pants” Bro repeats, putting a little more force
behind his words.
Dave's breath hitches. Holy fucking Jesus tits is this really happening?
Without a word, Dave undoes the front of his skinny jeans, pulls down the
zipper, and slides his pants down past his hips, almost halfway down his
thighs. He stops after that motion, completely unsure of what to do, meanwhile
his erection is painfully obvious and tenting his red boxers.
“There yah go, boxers too, kid”
Dave is blushing like a fucking anime, his shades doing little to mask his
expression. His hands slowly move to his waistband of their own accord.
“Um...Bro...I…”
“Pull. Them. Down”
His voice is deep, maybe even lusty, and the thickness of his southern accent
shines through. Dave whimpers at the sound of it, the tone of it, the meaning
of it. He fucking whimpers. He scolds himself for being so uncool, but doesn't
hide the gasp he makes as he exposes his erection to the air, pulling down his
underwear. Bro nods approvingly and chuckles. Fucking chuckles. His grip on the
steering wheel holds steady, and how he can drive with the sexual tension so
thick in the air is a miracle to Dave.
“Good boy”
Another almost whimper from Dave. His hands are frozen on his thighs, unsure of
whether or not he was allowed to grab his dick and jack off because GODDAMN he
needed to jack off. His dick lays up against his stomach, flushed red at the
tip and as hard as Bro's shitty ass sword collection. Dave should be
embarrassed about having his dick out in front of his Bro. Should being the key
word because he wasn't really, not anymore. Him and Bro had an odd enough
relationship that this was acceptable, or at least to them it was, in this
moment, entirely acceptable. Okay, try really fucking hot. Before Dave can
complain about his aching dick and how he really wanted to touch it, Bro turns
off the radio, eyes still on the road, and asks him a question. A very personal
question put very bluntly.
“Dave, do you want me?”
Fuuuuuuuuuuck.
“Y-yes...Bro...Please, I need-”
“Touch yourself, slowly”
Dave obliges eagerly, wrapping a hand around his length and flicking his wrist
to what could be called a slow pace. At this point, the younger Strider gave
zero fucks about being seen by other cars, if anything he'd add voyeurism to
the list, however the long stretch of road was more or less empty despite the
fact that it was multi lane. Within the first few strokes, Dave can feel his
gut coiling in an all too familiar way. His breaths escape in small gasps and
moans, despite his effort to keep them back.
“Slower”
Fuuuuuuuuck, fuck, you've gotta be shitting me Bro.
Dave obliges, whimpers falling loosely from his lips.
“If I weren't drivin’ Davey, what would you want me to do? What would you want
your big Bro to do to you, eh?” Bro groans, voice sultry, dripping with sex.
Dave doesn't notice the growing bulge in other Strider’s pants.
“Mhmm...I-I’d...want you to pin me down...on the futon...tell me how much of a
whore I am...and...agh..mhmm...I’d beg for your cock in my ass...mnm...in my
mouth, anywhere...I’d want you to use me...Mhnmm...agh…agh...fuck- Bro, I'm so
close...Please!”
Bro removes a hand from the steering wheel and grips the base of Dave’s cock,
keeping him from getting off.
“Not yet lil bro, no coming on my car, I keep this baby spotless” Bro purrs,
smirking. Dave can hear the teasing in his tone.
Also Bro’s hand is on his dick, so that's a thing. A really fucking hot thing
makes Dave moan like a thousand dollar whore.
Then the fucker starts talking.
“Hmm...you’d want me on the futon, hey? You'd wan’ to beg for my cock? You'd
prolly let me fuck your throat raw if I asked, you'd be my own personal slut.
And I'd bet you'd love it too, wouldn't you you horny piece of shit? You’d moan
my name like a bitch in heat and I'd fuck you so hard the neighbours would hear
you screamin’ my name, Hell you wouldn't so much as be able to walk for a week
after I'd had my way with you, Davey. Good luck explaining that one to your pal
Egbert…or maybe you'd want him to watch, you kinky little fuck?” Bro taunts,
emphasizing certain words with small squeezes to Dave's cock.
Dave’s hands clutch tightly at the sides of the car seat, and his face
stretched back in a pleasure-pain grimace; eyes clenched shut, teeth bared,
chin up and heart beating harder than a bass drop. Fuck, fuck, I can't do this,
this shit is too much too fucking much. Sweat speckled his pale skin, sticking
his blond hair to his forehead messily, his whole body was flushing scarlet.
Dave was too spaced out in the aching pleasure that was his need for release to
notice the approaching red light, the first intersection in the past while.
Fortunately, Bro had the observation skills of a fucking ninja and brought them
to a swift stop before the white line.
“B-Bro” Dave practically sobs, “please...fu-fucking let me come...please I-”
Before Dave can continue, Bro takes his other hand off the wheel, leans over
the the passenger side and fucking swallows Dave down, releasing his
restraining grip on Dave's dick.
What the SHIT BALLS!!!! HOLY FUCKING COWS ON A FIELD MOOING!! NO FUCKING WAY
HOLY FUCKING FUCK FUCKITTY FUCK!!!
Dave watches in complete shock as Bro takes his dick into his mouth and
partially down his throat, the wet heat of the older Strider's mouth delicious
and tight and WAY too much to handle. Dave's body jerks up in surprise, hips
jutting up to get more of Bro's irresistible friction, mouth stretched wide in
a silent moan. The younger blond’s hands gain purchase on Bro's head, fingers
knitting into his almost bleach-blond hair and knocking his baseball cap askew.
Without a second thought, Dave pushes Bro down flush with his skin, the older
Strider's nose brushing against the curve of Dave's hip bone.
Holy shit Bro, where the fuck is your gag reflex? On the moon?
Dave may have accidentally said that out loud and Bro fucking hums in response.
A guttural moan grips Dave's body as he comes, limbs like liquid fire, gut
burning in the most intense orgasm of his life. His hips stuttered upwards,
knocking Bro's shades from his face, revealing scrunched eyelids as Bro
swallowed down Dave's load. The elder Strider was quick to hold down Dave's
hips as he rode out his orgasm. Dave's brain stops thinking long before Bro
pulls off with a wet gasp, lips red and breathing laboured, before re-adjusting
his shades and leaning back into his own seat.
He accelerates the car as the light flashes green, noticing a small line of
cars behind them in the distance. Bro shifts in his seat, licks the cum off his
lips and sets his face in a smirk, breaking the speed limit so as to keep a
little distance. Dave's breath comes in small gasps, chest heaving slightly as
he recovers. He runs his fingers through his hair, and puffs out a sigh.
Fuck. FUCK. That...happened. What the shit do I say after getting mouth sexed
by my brother? ‘Thanks for sucking my dick Bro, it felt rad man’ ? ‘Thanks for
indulging in my love for graphic verbal descriptions of sex Bro, I like your
voice’ ? Fuck. Okay, just say something, literally anything other than nothing.
“Shit Bro, that...that was fucking insane. Do you, like, unhinge your jaw or
some bullshit? Because damn dude….like...damn dude” Dave laughs nervously,
tucking himself back into his boxers and pulling up his jeans, trying to ease
the awkward silence that had fallen. The younger blond is trying desperately to
avoid the fact that he got hard from some humming and a little rap, because he
knows he won't hear the end of it for a long, long time.
Also he just confessed to wanting Bro to sex him up on the fucking futon, so
yah. Shit.
Bro just looks ahead, wearing the same cocky smile, making a couple quick turns
before replying.
“Dave”
Fuck. Here we go…
“It's cool man”
What?
“I mean, I'm up for anythin’ you're comfortable with lil man. And I gotta say,
I can dig the whole ‘talk dirty to me’ thing. Also the incest thing. That's
cool too, not like we're the first or anythin’. For now though, let's just get
to the hotel so I can get this DJ shit done, then maybe we can have a little
more...fun” Bro replies, with some poorly masked warmth in his voice.
“Also, to answer your question : no, I've just got shitloads of practice”
Right….I'm talking to a literal sex God who sells creepy sex puppets
online...and who's probably a pornstar lets get real here.
Dave, despite the vast contrast of emotions churning around inside him, finds
himself smiling. Maybe this thing that they had just started was okay? It sure
felt okay. Bro would never say it, but Dave knows what bro means is I love you
little bro, and we can make this work...because damn we some sexy mofos who
need some loving. Okay, maybe not that last part but whatever, close enough.
“Okay, haha, good to know” Dave grins, looking at Bro's still tented jeans.
Time for some...practice...
***** Dave returns the favour *****
Chapter Summary
     Dave blows Bro, and there's more dirty talk. Bit of exhibitionism too
     I guess hehe.
Chapter Notes
     Sorry this is up so late! Busy month for me. This is the second
     chapter of this fic, I added to it as requested:D I'm also planning a
     third and final chapter, which should be out before the end of July :
     ) comments and feedback welcome.
     Also, since there's no italics: " " is speech and ' ' is Dave's
     thoughts.
     Enjoy the shameless stridercest, this ship gives me life.
See the end of the chapter for more notes
It takes a good five minutes for Dave’s heartbeat to return to its regular
pace, but his cheeks still held a soft flush. That was very easily the most
intense orgasm of his life, and it was facilitated by his older brother of all
people. Shit? The two Striders sat in silence for a moment, Bro relaxedly
looking out the window as he drove, and Dave just swallowing repeatedly while
resisting staring at him.
The younger blond was trying to build up the courage and sexual confidence to
make a move on Bro.
And Bro could very likely tell. The older Strider’s legs were bowed outward in
a typical ‘manspread’, highlighting his hard-on shamelessly. Part of Dave was
strangely proud that he’d manage to turn his brother on, even if it had
revealed how much of a word slut he was. The other part of him was noticing
Bro’s whitened knuckles on the steering wheel.
‘Jesus fuck, I know how to suck a dick, stop over thinking this Dave, this shit
is easy. You beat Egderp at it months ago, this is no different.’
Except it was because it was Bro and Dave’s reputation was at risk. With an
awkward stretch, Dave relaxed back into his seat, contemplating what he should
do. He wanted to suck Bro off, that much was clear. He wanted to blow Bro and
get called sexual explicits for every second of it. He wanted to know what Bro
tasted like, seeing as the older blond had already gotten the Dave Strider
experience. Looking out the window, Dave notices that they’ve re-entered busy
traffic, and that the once isolated highway had lead to a fairly industrial
city. He must’ve been too blissed out earlier to notice the turn off. Traffic
meant people. People potentially seeing him.
‘Is it bad that I don’t give a single crow shit about that?’
Also there was the fact that roadhead was dangerous, but considering the fact
that Bro did sex stuff as a living was a good sign that the older Strider could
handle it.
‘Okay, that’s it. I’m done with this. Completely done. Handing in this paper,
fucking grade it teach’, hopefully I get a solid D.’
Dave shifts properly in his seat and promptly leans over to Bro’s side of the
car, his head low under Bro’s outstretched arms. He waits, hands finding
purchase on Bro’s thighs, face tilting to the side to look at his brother’s
expressionless face. Bro smirks, and shuffles to accommodate Dave’s upper body
in the passenger side. Consent.
With a nervous breath, Dave lifts Bro’s white polo, exposing his muscular
abdomen as well as the button to his pants. He makes quick work of the button,
and watches the tension against the zipper relax as he pulls it down. Bro
actually wore underwear for once, tight black briefs that hugged him nice and
snug. Dave could see the shape of Bro’s dick easily, the fabric likely
providing a nice friction as he glided his fingers over it. He heard Bro
swallow, and decided to get this show on the road. Literally. Dave pulled down
the briefs and exposed the older Strider to the air, admiring the considerable
thickness and length off Bro’s cock. This guy was easily seven inches and sight
had him salivating.
“Don’t be shy, Davey”
Dave almost grumbles.
‘The Hell I’m shy.’
As if to prove this unspoken point, Dave licks a long, tentative stroke up
Bro’s cock with the flat of his tongue and watches eagerly as Bro’s hips give a
small twitch. He catches the head of Bro’s cock with his lips and sinks down
enough to cradle it with his tongue, cheeks sucking inwards.
“Goddamn, lil’ man, you got a nice mouth...all hot and wet around me” Bro
groans approvingly, smiling as he readjusts his hands on the steering wheel.
His voice is warm and deep, and it goes straight to Dave’s gut as he slowly
starts to bob. Needless to say, Bro was WAY bigger than John, and Dave was
bothered that he couldn't fit all of his bro in his mouth. Hell, he couldn't
even deepthroat Egbert, not really.
He’d need a frick of a lot more practice to deepthroat Bro.
With determination, Dave bobbed his head faster in Bro’s lap, sucking and
curling his tongue with every stroke. A well masked gasp or moan would sneak
out of Bro’s mouth every so often, his hips however stayed surprisingly still.
One of Bro’s hands leaves the steering wheels and snakes itself into Dave’s
hair, gripping and guiding with just the right amount of tension to make the
younger blond whimper against his heated flesh. This in turn forced a moan from
Bro’s lips, his head tilting back slightly. So far they hadn't died. What the
hell. Why not step it up.
“Mhm...that’s right Dave, take it, take that cock...hmm...such a good little
cock-sucker, ain't ya? I bet you love it, having a dick in your
mouth...mhnm...and a hand forcing you down on it.” At the commentary, Dave
moans without restraint, taking the older Strider as deep as his mouth would
allow. The vibrations lit a fire in Bro’s gut, making his muscles clench
involuntarily. But it would take more than that to drive him to orgasm. The
older blond guides Dave up and down his shaft more forcefully, making Dave’s
eyes water as his gag reflex was tested. His dick was already making a valiant
return to stiffness, and he shifted his hips to accommodate the pressure on his
skinny jeans. Dave’s face was flushed red, shades falling off his face, lips
red and swollen from overuse. At this point he was basically getting face
fucked, however Bro didn't choke him and gave him a little breathing time. He
moaned whenever Bro tugged him particularly roughly, relishing in the
pleasurable burn of the ministration.
It's not for another good two minutes that Dave’s realizes that they’re parked,
that the car was no longer moving. When did that happen? Whatever, he wouldn't
complain. He then amped up his efforts to get Bro off, wrapping his hand around
his brother’s base and pumping whatever he couldn't reach with his mouth.
Passers-by be damned, this was too hot for him to ever think of stopping. With
every stroke Dave took Bro deeper, letting the head of his cock shallowly into
his throat. His technique was getting sloppy, desperate, and his own dick was
painfully ignored in being lodged in his pair of skinny’s.
Bro must've sensed this, sensed Dave's fatigue, the kids eyes hung lowly and
his ministrations getting slower and deeper. Threading both of his hands in
Dave's platinum blond hair, Bro forces Dave down around him, groaning as he
felt the kid gag on him. He drove a few gentle, but deep strokes down Dave's
throat before pulling him up to breath. Dave coughed slightly, eyes brimming.
His shades had been knocked of earlier, revealing carmine, lust-filled irises.
Pupils blown wide and dark and desperate. Without a word, Bro guides him back
down his shaft, and thrusts upwards to meet Dave's wet heat. He watches as the
younger Strider's nostrils flare out on the up strokes.
The older blond contemplated the situation. They were in the hotel parking lot,
merely steps away from a decent bed and bathroom. As much as he'd like to just
come down Dave's throat right there and then, the thought that the two of them
could go inside and...continue...well, it was tempting. Tempting enough for Bro
to pull Dave off his dick, and coax the kid onto his lap. Dave looked at him
confusedly before obliging and wrapping his legs around his Bro's waist, the
bulge in his jeans brushing up against Bro's exposed erection.
Bro smirked and wrapped his arms around Dave's waist, skirting his hands up
beneath his red and white shirt. His fingers traced every edge and valley of
Dave's skin, teasing, and making the younger blond blush at the attention. Dave
melted into his touch, letting out small pants as his brother tweaked and
rolled his nipples. He leaned forward tentatively, his face only inches from
Bro's, and brushed his lips against the elder’s. Bro reciprocated immediately,
kissing Dave with passion and forcing his way into the younger blond's mouth.
Licking along the teens lips, Bro then kissed along Dave's Jaw line and
explored the sensitive shallows of his neck, earning whimper-like moans. The
older Strider dragged his teeth up to Dave's ear and nibbled the lobe gently
before whispering into the shell in a deep, sex-heavy drawl.
“Why don't you and I take this party...inside, Davey? I wouldn't want anyone
out here to hear you screaming my name if I get my way with you. Not because
you'd be embarrassed...mhmm...no I bet you'd like it, wouldn't you?...But
because these pretty noises you're making for me, well...your moans are mine
Davey, and I wouldn't want anyone to overhear any spoilers for my next remix,
now would I?”
Bro wasn't even touching Dave anymore and the younger blond was physically
trembling, legs squeezing and releasing Bro's thighs irregularly, face flush,
red eyes clouded with what could be explained as both lust and general teenage
horny-ness.
‘Also...just...fuck, man, fuck...Jesus you're hot Bro, oh shit the things I
want you to do to me...the things that make me fucked up...well, at least this
isn't unrequited…’
Bro adds a hickey to the hollow of Dave's collarbone, roughly dragging his
teeth along it and nibbling for good measure. His hands gripped and massaged
Dave's ass through his jeans, his hold was powerful but patient. He was waiting
for a reply. It took about 1.7 seconds for Dave to agree.
‘Fuck it all to the edge of the visible universe and back. Scratch that, fuck
me to the edge of the visible universe and back. Hard. Now. Please, fuck bro,
seriously.’
It takes a moment for Dave to realize that he'd said that out loud, and Bro
chuckles. Dave laughs as well, sitting back a bit and just looking at his
brother. As horny as he was, Dave still took a moment to appreciate the wall
that the two of them had just broken down.
‘Hell to the fucking yah we are taking this party inside.’
Then, in a literal blink of an eye, Bro is flash stepping them inside.
Chapter End Notes
     Again, third and final chapter is still to come. Probably gonna be a
     hot fuck in the hotel and then cuddles, but if you want to have some
     input leave a comment :)
***** And then they banged *****
Chapter Summary
     Dave and Bro have steamy buttsex and its great, though Dave needs to
     work on his stamina if he wants to keep up with his bro.
Chapter Notes
     Sorry it took me so long to update, I dont have an excuse really my
     life is just busy and this fic got put on the backburner. That said,
     enjoy!:D
See the end of the chapter for more notes
The first thing Dave registers is the soft support of a bed beneath his back.
He opens his eyes, at first forgetting his lack of aviators, then lets them
adjust to the soft light of the room.
Bro leans over him, his muscled frame hanging there, questioning. Dave
swallows, and stares into the older blonde’s eyes. Or at least where he knew
they hid behind his shades. With a slow hand, Dave attempts to take off his
Bro’s sunglasses.
Bro fucking lets him. The younger Strider tries not to appear surprised. Bro’s
amber gaze held his own unshakingly with wide-blown pupils. The hat comes off
next, ironic and shitty and...attractive as it was. After a shared breath,
their lips connected, soft and exploratory at first, but growing in intensity.
Bro calloused hands made quick work of their shirts, throwing them to the floor
without pause. Dave shivered despite the warmth of the room as his skin was
explored in more sensual detail. The younger Strider moaned as Bro tongued and
nibbled at his nipples, rolling them roughly when he wasn't assaulting them
with his mouth. Travelling downwards, the man removed the teens pants in a
fluid motion, fingers catching on Dave's underwear before dragging them down
too. The kid was painfully hard, but made no attempt to gain friction. Rolling
to the side, Bro removed his own pants and briefs, and stroked himself back to
a full arousal. Dave watched with heavy eyes, limbs still slightly liquid from
his first orgasm, but his brain was absolutely alive and racing.
With warm hands Bro guided Dave onto all fours, the younger blond slightly
confused as bro leaned in behind him. He wasn't going to just...push in, was
he? Dave had enough wits and porn-watching experience to know that prep was a
must for this kind of shit, especially for a first time. His first time. ‘God,
that's weird to say, Bro...is going to be my first…? What the Hell. No, Hell
yah he is, this is bomb as fuck shut up Dave’s conscience Jesus...but he'd
better not just fucking push in or I swear to sweet baby jesus’ tits that I
will rip him a new one-’
Dave's nervously rambling thoughts were interrupted as Bro spread him with his
hands and tongued at his entrance. The wet curling heat of it forcing a groan
from Dave as he was eaten out. Okay. This was new territory...and frickin rad
new territory at that.
“S-shit, Bro...that feels so fucking good”
Bro hummed in response, making the teen moan again at the sensation. Sex in
general was intimate, as Dave was coming to understand, but he found this
particular kind of sex entirely erotic and intimate and deliciously warm, and
he squirmed as Bro dove his tongue in deeper, tasting and testing the teen with
every stroke. Dave couldn't have counted the time that passed if he'd tried,
seconds blurred into minutes too easily for him to grasp them, but it wasn't
long before Bro brought his fingers to Dave’s spit-swollen entrance. Without
warning, Bro drove a digit into Dave, wriggling it past the smaller blond’s
tight rings of muscle. Aside from the shock of the intrusion, he also found the
coolness of Bro’s lubed finger to be surprising, and Dave cried out awkwardly.
Cool-kid facade and sugoi-like qualities long since abandoned, the younger
Strider let out a whimper between his panting breath.
Withdrawing the finger slightly, Bro pushed back into Dave, then again, then
again, setting a slow exploratory pace. The feeling was foreign to Dave, in the
sense that Bro drove into him with a better angle and depth than Dave could
ever accomplish on his own. After the teen had adjusted, Bro added a second
finger and continued pumping them into Dave. Once Dave was worked up to and
comfortably sitting at three fingers, moaning whenever Bro rubbed up against
his prostate, the older Strider slowed his ministrations and pulled his fingers
from Dave's entrance. Without the need of a guiding hand, Dave flopped back
onto his back and spread himself for his brother. Any shyness or insecurities
about his body had been kissed away, and beneath the buzz of his arousal in his
veins Dave felt happy...and...handsome, for once. Valued, in a different way
than he'd ever felt before. The thought faded as he realized that this was in
all likelihood very far from Bro’s first time and it stung slightly that Dave
probably wouldn't be his last, but these thoughts in turn evaporated as Bro
pressed a deep kiss to Dave's lips.
The kiss was quiet in the sense that it wasn't the only sensation holding
Dave's attention, his mind was split between his stretched entrance, his
throbbing cock, Bro’s warmth, his own warmth, and the hot pressure on his lips.
After a moment Dave made the kiss desperate, he knew that this was Bro’s way of
asking for permission.
“I consent already you farthole, just fucking fuck me...already...please,
please, Bro I want you so fucking badly, need this so badly right now, I'm so
sure, I swear it on ‘lil Cal’s creepy-ass puppet ass”
“Alright, alright, shut it kid, forgive me for valuin’ a little foreplay”
Dave watched with small butterflies in his stomach as Bro produced a bottle of
lube and slicked up his cock. The girth of it was considerable, in comparison
to Dave’s dick anyway, and the teen had to shut off any negative thoughts about
being split open because obviously that was not going to happen...right? Right.
This was just nerves talking.
“Davey, relax, would yah? Ain't no way this will feel good if you keep
clenchin’ like that”
“...M’kay”
Slowly, Bro settles himself between Dave’s hips and pushes the head of his cock
into Dave’s tight heat. Dave threw his head back, arching up at the intrusion
with clenched teeth.
“agghh-h-h..oh fuck fuck Bro”
The older blonde allowed a deep rumbling moan to escape his lips as he entered
Dave, gripping the teen’s thighs to keep them out of the way. “Goddamnit ‘lil
man, fuck you’re tight...mhmnn...fuckin’ gorgeous too”
Dave barely registered his brother’s sexual praise, too busy trying not to
scream as Bro slowly filled him up. The older Strider tilted his head back as
he bottomed out, then returned his gaze to Dave’s flushed and trembling frame.
The smaller blonde’s mouth was pinned back in a pleasurable grimace, his eyes
clenched behind his forearm. After a moment’s pause and with zero warning, Bro
pulled back and shallowly thrusted into Dave’s channel, making the teen yell in
surprise.
“Fu-uck! Shit Bro - that...hurt...a bit” Dave whined, embarrassed, and not
expecting the burn of the stretch.
Bro replied with another shallow push, earning a groan from Dave. “Relax, I’m
just tryin’ to loosen you up a little. You are a fuckin’ vice, kid”
Before Dave could shoot him dagger-eyes, Bro rolled into him again and this
time the pleasure outweighed the burn, and Dave moaned through his teeth.
“Hahhh...hah…ohh fuck, yes-”
The next few moments continued similarly, with Dave panting happily as Bro
quietly rolled his hips into him.
And then it changed.
Without a word, Bro hoisted Dave’s legs over his shoulder - making his little
bro yell at the change of angle - and started fucking him less gently with
quicker, deeper thrusts. Dave was painfully hard, the last of his teenage
stamina starting to fade as he turned to liquid fire beneath Bro. All the
smaller blonde could do was moan his drunk pleasure and reach for his throbbing
cock.
His hand was ripped away before he could finish himself, and Dave felt close to
crying - he just needed to come so fucking bad.
‘This is too much, shit, I can’t keep up with this shit as much as I love it’,
he thought when clarity permitted.
As if reading his expression, the older Strider threw him a scarily seductive
response.
“Don’t think I didn’t mean every word I said out in the car, Davey, I am going
to make you fuckin’ scream my name before I’m done with you” Bro purred,
leaning down over Dave with almost his full body weight to whisper in Dave’s
ear. Dave whimpered in response, panting between muffled moans.
“Bro….p-please…” he panted, squirming for friction, knowing better than to
disobey his brother at a time like this.
“‘Please’ what, you ‘lil slut?” Bro growled, accentuating his words with
forceful thrusts, pumping into Dave hard enough to make slapping noises against
the younger blonde’s ass.
“P-please Bro - I need to come...agh..p-please...let me come!” Dave begged,
overstimulation flushing over his body and glistening in his eyes.
“Sorry lil’ bro, couldn’t hear yah over the sound of me pounding your hot lil’
twink ass...mhmm...try again...”
Before Dave could reply with a scream, Bro rolled them over, pushing Dave’s
head and torso into the mattress and lifting the rest of him to his knees.
Completely exposed and at Bro’s mercy, Dave screamed out the last of his air in
delicious pained pleasure, clawing at the sheets for purchase.
“LET ME-E COME, I-I NEED TO COME GODDAMNIT BRO LET ME COME Y-YOU ASSHOLE!”
Bro chuckled, twitching with closeness himself, and pulled out of Dave to
finish himself over the smaller blonde’s swollen and abused ass. Dave shuddered
as flecks of Bro’s come hit his back. Bonelessly, he rolled over under Bro’s
hands and at the touch of his older bro’s calloused skin, he came with magma in
his veins, his pleasure almost completely numbing his nerves. He swore he saw
stars. In fact, he probably passed out.
The next thing Dave remembered was Bro flopping onto the bed next to him,
sprawled out in post-coitall satisfaction. A smile twitched at his lips when
the larger blonde idly played with Dave’s hair. Dave thought he heard a TV, and
giggled at the realisation that it was Food Network. He wanted to make a joke
about flavour town but honestly it didn’t fit the mood and Dave was too tired
to move his mouth anyway. The younger blonde couldn’t feel if he’d been cleaned
up or not, but he honestly didn’t care either way as he started to drift
asleep.
Him and Bro would sort their clusterfuck of a relationship out later, after
napping, he decided.
Or not.
Who cares.
He just got laid HARD.
Chapter End Notes
     There you go - the end xD more oneshots to come in the new year.
     Please excuse any typos, this was a quick write. Peace :P
End Notes
     *Update* Last chapter will be released before the 15th of August,
     sorry for the delay.
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