no homo, bro

Anthony Coleman. 22 years old.

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Caleb smirked. He wasn’t trying to be a snowflake about things at all, but attempting to pull on his brother’s strings. Over the years, Caleb had certainly recognized that he didn’t have the physicality to be physically intimidating so he relied on mental and emotional intimidation when he had to. Caleb had anticipated Anthony to be an easy target, but again, he stood no chance when it came to a physical fight with his older brother. “What’s wrong? How many times do I have to hear about how many girls you slept with? Or how much they liked it? That’s sick too,” Caleb attempted to point out the double standard - which at this point - was a lost cause. “You in charge? I’m surprised the place hasn’t burned down yet!” Caleb continued to dig his grave. It’d been quite a while since they’d gotten into this big of an argument and fight. It had it’s ebb and flow, but they were certainly reaching a climax and Caleb didn’t know what to anticipate. “I don’t have to snitch about me, dumbass, I’ll just tell them about how many girls you have over all the time.” Caleb countered. It was only mere moments before he felt the tightening on his nape - his own body full of lust almost immediately as his older brother pulled his face into his crotch. Caleb couldn’t breathe very well, but this was striaght out of his fantasies and he was going to enjoy it for as long as he could. His mouth had moved open, breathing warm and wet spots into his brother’s crotch, inhaling his musk whenever he got the chance. Being called a little bitch already had him wet and he had no idea what was going to happen next. The only thing he could do was moan. Just like he had with the other ‘straight’ guys in high school.

“If you heard me bragging was because you wanted to. You could just put some headphones or leave, Caleb!” Anthony tried to argue, failing to see his flawed logic. “That’s the point, you dumb bitch! If you snitch about me, Imma snitch about you. What’s not clickling?” The older one poked his own head a bit angrily before he pulled Caleb’s face against his crotch, his nerves not letting him see the situation through. “Are you going to shut up now, huh?” He teased with anger, looking down as his brother after a few moments of forcing the other’s head against his groin. The taller one stopped using his excessive stenght for a second as he realized that his younger sibling seemed to be enjoying the whole situation. Frowning as he moved his hand from Caleb’s nape to Caleb’s hair, helding it with a strong grip and pulling it back to force the othe boy to look up at him. “You like this you sick little bitch?” He asked with a bit of shock as he decided to teach Caleb a lesson. “Do you like this too?” With his free hand, Anthony slapped his brother harshly, wanting to leave a red mark in the shape of a palm. “Is that what you want, Caleb? For a real man to show you how much of a little bitch you are?” He slapped the other once again, the lines between anger and lust becoming a little blurred as his cock twitched with the whole situation. “Open that mouth then, bitch,” The older slapped the younger once again before using his free hand to pull his own boxers down, revealing his thick and yet soft lenght as he returned to force Caleb’s face against it, this time by the boy’s hair. “Come on now! Aren’t you a proud little bitch? I want to feel your fucking throat then.” Anthony’s heart was racing and his muscles tensing up.

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“You know, I used to take girly as an insult from you, but it really doesn’t bother me. But yeah, they really just needed to let out some frustration on a faggot like me,” Caleb explained, shrugging his shoulders. Caleb was being a bit too aggressive with the language he was using, but the more comfortable Anthony got it, the easier it would be for the two of them to live together. “Different? How is it different? Because there’s no risk of pregnancy?” Caleb pressed. “Well maybe you should get used to it then. Not like you have to watch me - unless you want to,” Caleb smirked. It was fucked up to say, but deep down, Caleb was hiding the fact that he had watched his brother make some slut squirt time and time again - ingraining in his mind what his brother would be like in bed. It had become the unfair standard he judged other guys against. “Again, it’s mom and dad’s house and I happen to be the offspring of them as well,” Caleb added. Caleb’s heart rate rose when he felt his brother bringing his chin up to look at him. “So how the hell am I going to get fucked?” Caleb asked frankly. If it was just the two of them, how? “I’ll be a snitch if I have to be. A black eye will be all the evidence they’ll need,” he explained. His brother’s crotch was so close to his face that the fantasies of pulling the boxer briefs down and deep throating his brother’s huge cock came rushing back. And that certainly wasn’t helping his own crotch area. “Then go for it,” Caleb shrugged, his face becoming red at the prospect of his brother rubbing his dick on his face. Caleb practically whimpered when Anthony took a step back, but that was quickly replaced with a small moan at the hand on his nape. “That just doesn’t seem very fair. We all have needs.”

“I-I didn’t mean it as an insult. You’re so dense about everything.” Anthony was a little taken back by the mention of the word faggot not being able to understand why his brother had to be so explicit about his life like that. “Stop! You sick little fuck.” The older one ordered with a disgusted expression once Caleb tried to tease him about watching his sexual encounters. “Exactly! It’s mom and dad’s house and they left me in charge, bitch!” The taller Coleman was starting to get pissed, his face getting slightly red as his sibling started to get on his nerves with all the questioning and challeging attitude. “If you want to be a fucking little snitch, then be my guest. I doubt they will be very proud one of their sons is a little cum dump.” He closed his eyes and took a deep breath before strenghtening his grip over the other’s nape. Anthony already had difficulty when it came to his temperament and Caleb surely wasn’t helping. Maybe their parents should’ve gotten a different place for each one of them. “Awww, you have needs?” He ironically pouted and forced a high-pitch voice to make fun of his brother. “You know what? If that’s going to make you shut the fuck up...” Suddenly, the older brother pushed his hips foward and with his hand on the younger’s nape pulled him roughly against his crotch, making round movements with his waist so he could rub his covered lenght against the other’s face. “How does that feel, huh? You little bitch.” He said with some authority and anger on his tone as he continued to use excessive force to press his crotch and Caleb’s face against one another. “Are you going to shut the fuck up now?”

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Caleb wasn’t quite sure how to respond to Anthony’s seemingly nice gestures. Sure, the two had a tense relationship when Anthony lived at home and Caleb often found himself getting picked on by his older brother, but maybe Anthony was just trying to tip toe around Caleb because Caleb was newly out and he was trying to be a supportive big brother. “Sure,” Caleb agreed, taking the sppon and having a few bites of cereal. “Big fuck boy is a bit of an overstatement. Guys just like to fuck me and move on. ‘Straight’ guys included.” Caleb admitted, shrugging his shoulder. If Anthony was genuinely making an effort, hopefully he wouldn’t be that grossed out by the idea that his little brother was being held down in the locker room getting plowed by his former basket ball teammates or whatever. “Well if you’re bringing girls over, why can’t I bring guys over? I heard you the other night with that girl, so you shouldn’t care if I’m screaming or whatever. This is college. This is the time to really explore,” Caleb smirked. He was entering dangerous waters, he knew. But he kind of liked talking sex with his ridiculously hot older brother. “Not sure cocky’s the right word, but I never gave you a real fight back in the day,” Caleb lied. He had always tried his best and he never stood a chance. Now was no difference, particularly with their stark size difference. Caleb was suddenly more nervous at the mention of doing it right in the kitchen. “C’mon man, you said the mattress. I don’t want either of us to get hurt in here. Plus mom and dad would kill us,” Caleb explained nervously.

“I mean, you’re kind of girly so I’m going to take your word on the ‘straight guys’ thing.” Anthony wasn’t trying to be mean or anything, he just wasn’t the best on choosing words wisely. He was taking everything very lightly and teasingly until Caleb tried to challenge him about the whole ‘not bringing guys over’ thing. “It’s different.” No, it wasn’t, but he sure was not ready to tolerate his little brother getting fucked in the same roof as him. “You’re used to seeing and hearing me with girls. I’m not used seeing you with guys, so you gotta respect me. Especially because this is technically my house.” The older one’s tone was dry and authoritarian as he tried to assert his dominance somehow, falling into his old ways. He couldn’t let Caleb think he would just arrive and do whatever he wanted. His hand reached down for his sibling’s chin, trying to gently force him to look up at him. “No men other than us both are allowed here. Are we understood?” He chuckled and let go of Caleb once the younger one seemed to get nervous over the prospect of fighting in the kitchen floor. “Mom and dad don’t need to know unless you are a snitch. Are you a snitch, Caleb?” Anthony cossed his arms and gave some more steps foward, his crotch being too close to the other’s face as a way to taunt him. “I promise I won’t hurt you, alright? Have I ever hurt my little brother before? If you don’t get up right now I’m just going to rub my dick in your face, I swear.” He laughed with himself a little, probably taking more pleasure on taunting Caleb than he should before taking a small step back, his hand reaching out for the smaller one’s nape and caressing it. “I’m sorry, ok? We don’t need to fight again. I just like playing with you. As long as you don’t bring guys over, you can let me know when I cross the line.”

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Caleb couldn’t help but smile at his other brother’s joke. Anthony was funny when he wasn’t trying too hard or wasn’t being a dick. But the situation was all around awkward between the two and Caleb looked forward to finally settling in to living with his brother so that awkwardness would get away. “Sharing cereal now? You really have changed,” Caleb said again, sliding into the empty chair to sit next to his brother. “I mean, it’s been alright I guess. I talked to a few guys, had some flings back home but everything had to be hush hush so I was just ready to get out of there. Mom and dad are so awkward about it too,” Caleb explained. He could’ve talked about anything else, but for some reason he couldn’t help but talk about being gay, even though he knew that the topic had never really been discussed between the two of them. The mention of the underwear fights had Caleb reeling. Even at a young age, Anthony was hot as fuck and Caleb knew it. He liked losing to Anthony. “Is that right? I say a rematch is in order then. You don’t know. Maybe I picked up some skills since you’ve been gone.” Not fighting skills of course. But he’d’ gotten pretty good at sucking dick. But of course, he’d never mention that. But honestly, anything to get that close to Anthony again would be a blessing.

Anthony continued to eat his cereal while his brother sat by his side, noticing he didn’t take a spoon so they could in fact share. “Want to use mine?” He extended his hand that was holding his spoon towards Caleb, his mouth still full. The older one listened while the other replied to his questions, only starting to actually pay attention whe he mentioned something about flings. “Oh, so you’re a big fuck boy among the gays or something?” He joked as a way to handle his awkwardness about the subject. “You’re not thinking on bringing guys over, right? I don’t want to hear that.” His tone was now a little more serious. “You feeling confident, huh? Staying all that time away from your big bro made you cocky.” A smirk grew on his lips.  “I guess I should beat you to humble you a little. Let’s do it right here. No mattress nedded.” He stood up in front of his younger sibling, being to close for comfort while looking down at him. “Come, stand up.” He called Caleb with his hands. “It’s going to hurt a lot more when you are under me in the kitchen floor.”

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For Caleb, going to college was a huge stepping stone. He was leaving his small town home where he simply just didn’t fit in and was finally going to attend his dream school - a large campus with the programs he wanted to participate in, without having to worry too much about being bullied. The only wrinkled seemed to be living with his older brother. Sure, it made since for his family to not want to spend money on an extra place for Caleb to live when Anthony already had a place.  But something about living with Anthony made him uneasy. First there was the simple fact that his brother had no problem bullying him when he was younger as most older brothers do. Secondly, Caleb had finally come out of the closet in the last year and it had seemingly made things a little awkward between the two - something Caleb was terrified of confronting. And thirdly, and probably most embarassingly, he liked the idea of staying with his older brother. He was hot. And Caleb definitely shouldn’t have been thinking that. Of course, it certainly didn’t help when Caleb entered the room, in just a pair of shorts he’d wore the passed night to find his stud of a brother in nothing but underwear. “Oh you make cereal now?” Caleb teased. “It’s all good. I’d be down for some cereal,” Caleb tried to strike up casually. He tried to search for topics to discuss with Anthony, but he couldn’t get his mind off of Anthony’s body. The abs, the pecs. How much taller he was. His arms. The perfect face. Anthony had it all.

Anthony took another spoon of cereal into his mouth as he waited for a response from his sibling. "As far as you know, I could have a cereal factory over here." He was trying his best to reconnect or to force that brotherly intimacy to come through, but Caleb's partial silence stroke the older one as a lack of interest. "Here. Take a spoon. We can share this bowl, I made too much. Now that I sat down I'm too lazy to get up." He said in a teasing manner while slightly pushing the bowl over the small kitchen table towards the empty chair by his side, as an invitation for the younger one to sit down. "So, how life has been since I left? Were you thrilled to come live with your big bro? Tell me everything." Anthony's tone was slightly sarcastic. He didn't really wanted to know, but being silent around each other until they both graduated also didn't seem very appealing. "Missed having underwear fights on the matress like when we were little? I always won those, right? I would invite you to some late rematch, but it would be like fighting a girl for me." He chuckled, but then remembered about his brother coming out and that calling him a girl could be taken as an bigger offense than he intended. "Not because you're gay, just because... you are... like, skinny and all." Anthony concluded awkwardly, his eyes examining Caleb's body.

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Anthony woke up and went straight to the kitchen to get some cereal as he would do every morning since he got into college. His family wasn’t rich per say, but healthy enough to rent out a small flat close to the campus just for him. He had grown used to the privacy, walking around always in his underwear - as he was doing at that very moment - and having girls over when he pleased. The young man slowly and clumsily add the cereal and the milk to a bowl over the sink before taking a full spoon into his mouth and turning around. He gave a step back, eyes slightly widened as he saw his brother. Half-brother, actually, who had moved with him some days ago. “Hey, bro.” He said with his mouth still full, swallowing all the cereal at once. Anthony thought about maybe covering himself a bit more, but utimately felt like they were brothers, so their undressed bodies shouldn’t be a cause of much discomfort. “Sorry, I kinda forgot you were here.” He didn’t meant it to come across as rude, but his words could very well be heard that way. “Do you want something for breakfast? I can point you out to where things are in the cabinet in case you haven’t figured it out yet.” The dark haired took a sit in the small kitchen table. “Or I can make you cereal!” He let it out like a sudden realization. “Sorry I didn’t offer before.” The duo wasn’t close, but Anthony was trying his best to pretend there was some intimacy there.