Nick thrust into Caleb roughly, his cock dragging thick and deliberate as Caleb gasped sharply, his fingers clawing at the couch cushion. Nick’s strong hands gripped his hips tightly, holding him in place as he worked himself deeper.
“Fuck,” Nick muttered, his voice low and rough. “Still so damn tight.”
Caleb groaned, his face flushed as he buried it into the cushion. “I know,” he muttered, his voice muffled.
Nick’s grip on Caleb’s hips tightened slightly as his pace steadied. “Didn’t I already fix this last time?” he asked, his tone casual but curious.
“You did,” Caleb said quickly, his breath hitching as Nick pushed deeper. “Jason finally fucked me after that. It worked.”
“Then what’s the problem now?” Nick asked, his thrusts deep but steady, the wet slap of their bodies filling the room.
Caleb hesitated, his hands gripping the couch tighter. “Because Jason tried again last week,” he admitted reluctantly, his voice tight with frustration. “And it didn’t work. He couldn’t get in at all—just like the first two times when he tried to take my virginity.”
Nick raised an eyebrow, slowing his rhythm slightly. “So you tightened back up,” he said simply, as if stating the obvious.
Caleb nodded reluctantly, his face burning red as he buried it into his arm. “I thought I’d stay loose after that first time,” he muttered. “But I didn’t. Jason says it’s fine, but I can tell he’s disappointed. And I…” Caleb’s voice faltered slightly. “I can’t let that happen again.”
Nick let out a low chuckle, shaking his head as he rolled his hips forward. “Well, I guess I did pop your cherry,” he teased lightly, his voice warm despite the playful jab. “Gotta say, though—letting him in after me? That’s impressive. The guy’s packing.”
Caleb groaned, his glare faltering as he turned back toward the cushion. “I didn’t have a choice,” he muttered. “Jason’s too big, Nick. I couldn’t do it without you.”
Nick smirked faintly, his cock rolling deeper as his hands pressed firmly against Caleb’s hips. “And you were a mess,” he added, his tone teasing but not unkind. “All red-faced and desperate, begging me to stretch you out. Now look at you—handling me like a pro.”
Caleb groaned louder, his body trembling as Nick adjusted his angle, hitting deeper. “Just hurry up,” he snapped, his voice cracking. “Jason’s gonna be here soon.”
Nick grinned but didn’t slow down, his cock dragging thick and deliberate as he muttered, “You’re welcome, by the way.”
The phone buzzed on the coffee table, and both of them froze. Jason’s name lit up the screen.
“Perfect timing,” Nick muttered, smirking as he reached for the phone.
“Nick, don’t—” Caleb started, but Nick pinned him down with one hand and answered the call with the other, his voice completely steady.
“Hey, man,” Nick said casually, his hips resuming their steady rhythm as his cock pushed deep into Caleb. “Caleb’s just getting ready for tonight. You know how it is.”
Caleb glared at him, his cheeks burning as Nick’s cock dragged thickly against his walls. “Give me that,” he hissed, reaching for the phone, but Nick tilted his hips slightly, his thrusts growing sharper and more deliberate.
Jason’s voice came through the speaker. “Everything okay over there?”
Nick grinned down at Caleb. “Go ahead,” he whispered, shoving the phone into Caleb’s hand. “Talk to him.”
Caleb grabbed the phone with trembling fingers, pressing it to his ear. “H-hey,” he stammered, his voice shaky as he struggled to keep it together.
“Hey, babe,” Jason said brightly. “Just letting you know I’m around the corner. I’ll be there in, like, two minutes.”
“Y-yeah,” Caleb managed weakly, his breath hitching as Nick adjusted his angle again. A sharp gasp escaped him, and his free hand clawed at the cushion as Nick’s pace quickened.
As Jason continued speaking, Caleb’s breath caught sharply. He felt Nick’s hands leave his hips briefly, fumbling at the base of his cock. His eyes widened in panic as he realized Nick was pulling the condom off.
Caleb’s glare snapped toward Nick, but he couldn’t say anything with Jason still on the line. The moment Nick thrust back in raw, the slick, heated sensation made Caleb jolt, his body tensing as his thighs trembled.
Jason’s voice finally trailed off. “Anyway, see you soon, babe,” he said cheerfully.
“Uh-huh,” Caleb choked out, his voice strained. “S-see you soon.”
Just before he could end the call Nick groaned, his hands tightening on Caleb’s hips. “Shit—Caleb—I’m gonna cum!” Nick yelled, his voice thick with exertion as his hips snapped forward brutally.
“Nick, don’t—” Caleb gasped, but it was too late. Nick slammed into him one last time, his cock jerking violently as warmth flooded his insides. Caleb trembled, his body arching instinctively as Nick ground into him, forcing every drop to stay deep inside.
Nick finally pulled out slowly, his cock dragging wetly as thick cum spilled from Caleb’s stretched hole. The sticky warmth dripped down Caleb’s thighs, leaving a glistening trail that made his face burn.
Caleb snatched the towel Nick tossed him, wiping himself off quickly before turning to glare at his brother. “Nick, what the fuck?” he snapped, his voice trembling. “I told you to leave the condom on!”
Nick shrugged, unapologetic. “Sorry,” he said simply. “It just felt too good. And hey—technically, even Jason hasn’t bred you yet.”
Caleb groaned, throwing the towel aside. “You’re the worst.”
Nick leaned casually against the doorframe as he pulled on his shirt, his tone light. “Look, if we’re gonna keep doing this, you should think about making it more regular,” he said. “You tighten up fast, Caleb. Maybe if we do it more often, it’ll actually stick.”
Caleb narrowed his eyes, his lips tightening.
Nick’s grin widened. “And if I’m helping you out more often, I should get to breed you every time,” he added casually. “Fair deal, don’t you think?”
Caleb froze, staring at him in disbelief. “You’re insane,” he muttered. “You can’t just—”
“Think about it,” Nick said, cutting him off with a shrug. “If not, whatever. I don’t mind just sticking to the plan—before Jason shows up.”
Nick patted Caleb on the thigh before heading for the door. “Either way, I’ll see you next time,” he said over his shoulder.
Once Nick was gone, Caleb collapsed back onto the couch, his legs trembling as his mind spun. His fingers brushed against a streak of cum still clinging to his thigh, and he hesitated before bringing it to his lips. The salty taste made his cheeks flush hotter, and his stomach flipped as he swallowed quickly, his thoughts spinning with everything he couldn’t bring himself to admit.
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