Just Bro Things

Author's Note: This is a pretty quick and silly story. Just something I felt like trying out. All characters over eighteen.

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We were having a party again. College boys with their own apartment, I guess it had to happen. It wasn't really my thing, but at least it wasn't that bad. Too many people in too small a space, and too much noise, but not at a totally uncontrolled level.

I nursed a beer and hung out for a bit, trying to be more of an extrovert than I really was. Mostly I was just glad when Vic found me again. I'd lost track of him, and he tended to be my security blanket in crowded situations.

Vic was almost a head taller than me and notably broader, so just physically he was a comforting presence for me in a crowd. I had always been a bit too small for my own liking, not that it was a big deal.

More importantly, Vic just had a way about him, the way he talked and moved with me that made me feel safe. Like when he pattered up next to me and casually put a hand on my back, letting me know he was there.

"Hey Link," he said.

"Hey Vic," I replied, already feeling better about everything with him next to me. Not that I was freaking out or anything like that, but everything was that much smoother now. "Lost track of you there."

"Yeah, sorry," Vic said. "Trying to flirt with cute girls and stuff. You know how it is."

I nodded. "Of course, bro. Gotta flirt with cute girls."

Vic's hand slipped around my side so he could tug me a little closer and kiss the side of my forehead. "Exactly. So hey, speaking of which, I might need a little help with something, if you're up for it."

I nodded even harder. "Of course! Anytime bro, you know that."

"Thanks bro," Vic said. He tilted my head for a quick kiss, then took my hand. "No homo," he added.

Jessie, a part of the current loose conversation and girlfriend of our roommate James, frowned for a second. "Hang on, are you two together? I didn't know that. Why were you just saying you were off flirting then?"

James looked askance at her. "Babe, they aren't together."

"He... he just kissed him though," Jessie said. "And they're holding hands."

"Oh that," James said. "Well Vic said no homo, so it's all good."

"Yeah," Derek, our other roommate, added, slurring in a slightly drunken fashion. "Just two best bros, straight and manly as they come. Does she not know about no homo?"

Jessie rolled her eyes. "Are you all serious right now? It's ok to be gay, you know. And saying no homo doesn't--"

She got interrupted by both James and Derek jumping in to explain the nuance of how big, strong, manly men sometimes did things that could be considered gay, but it was ok as long as their balls didn't touch, and crucially if they said no homo afterward. Scientifically proven.

Vic laughed and dragged me along behind him to his room.

"Who do you think's gonna win that argument?" I asked as Vic closed the door behind us.

"No idea," Vic said. "I think in general Jessie's probably right. But she just doesn't get all the nuance. Like of our situation in particular."

"Right, of course," I said. "Bros helping bros isn't gay or anything."

"Exactly." Vic dropped his pants.

I quickly fell to my knees so I could pull his boxers down and let his part-erection spring free right in my face. I kind of loved that first bounce of his partly-hard cock getting pulled out.

"Although I do kind of get why someone might enjoy being gay sometimes," Vic added in a softer, huskier tone while looking down at me. "If they have a cute boy in front of them, down on his knees like that. Not in our case, I mean. We're just taking care of business like straight bros do."

I blushed and wrapped my fingers around Vic's cock, feeling it pulse even further to life in my hand. Sometimes the way he spoke about me made me feel all nice and tingly inside. Part of why he was my best friend was how nice it felt to be appreciated even though I really wasn't overly big and strong and tough. I didn't want to be cute for most people. But for Vic....

"Helping bros out is practically as straight as it gets," I said right before sliding my lips over the tip of Vic's cock.

He groaned in that sexy voice of his. "Damn right it is. Fuck, you've always got the best mouth, Link. No homo."

I blushed deeper and started sucking him for real. I was pretty good at taking his cock these days, with all the practice I got. Vic needed a hand with his dick an awful lot. Always getting hard over pretty girls and all. Poor guy never got any dates out of it though. I couldn't understand it personally. I'd date him so hard if I was a girl.

Vic's hands patted my head and stroked my hair. He never tried to control how I sucked him, even though I wouldn't have minded if he wanted to face-fuck me a little. He just always seemed happy that I'd help him out, and seemed quite pleased generally with my level of service. It was almost too bad these skills I was developing with him weren't really transferable to anything or anyone else in my life.

I sucked him a bit sloppily, the way I knew he liked. I took his whole cock deep in my mouth, down my throat, even looking up at him sometimes with my mouth full. I knew all the little touches he liked and how to make him cum so good. The least I could do for my best bro.

"Ah, so good," Vic moaned.

I tingled and kept sucking him. I could feel the way he was twitching and leaking precum into my mouth. He was going to cum soon, and even though I kind of wanted to delay it, just a little, I decided to stick with nice, hard, efficient cummies.

My mouth flooded with hot cum, rewarding my efforts. I drank it down, not spilling any embarrassing drop, and made sure to clean up Vic's cock after with my tongue.

I sat back on my heels and gazed up at him. "No homo."

Vic nodded and pulled his pants back up. "Thanks bro. You're always the best." He lifted me back to my feet and kissed me softly. "No homo."

We padded back out to the party together, my hand firmly in Vic's. I was still a shy, blushy little thing in the aftermath, and even clingier than usual. Helping Vic out often did that to me. I didn't want to let go of him after.

He understood, and after grabbing us each a fresh beer he let me curl up in his lap on the couch. He held me against him with a hand on my side, under my shirt, just making sure I was ok.

I kind of drowned out everything else around us, just focused on Vic's warmth and the feel of him against me, the soft pound of his heartbeat in his chest, and the way he started to get hard all over again when I wiggled just right in his lap. Just bro things, essentially.

Jessie sat down on the couch too, right in my eyeline where I was sitting sideways. Vic was talking and laughing with another group, so Jessie and I just watched each other.

"You're really not together?" she asked.

"Ha, no. Just best bros," I said.

"Even with all the cuddling?" Jessie prodded.

I considered the question. "You think this is cuddling?"

"You're firmly in his lap, and his hand's up your shirt."

"Oh," I said. "That. That's only because I get shy and cold."

"You're cold?"

"And shy."

Jessie waved her hand around. "Shy I get. Cold? There are so many people in here you can't possibly be cold. Even I'm too warm, and that's rare."

"Well... his hand's warm, and it feels nice," I said.

"Yeah," Jessie said. "I'm sure it does. I mean, I'm happy for you, whatever it is that's going on. I just... this isn't any platonic that I've ever seen."

James sat on the arm of the couch next to his girlfriend. "That's why they're so lucky. You know how hard it is to find a best bro who helps you out but keeps it all platonic and stuff?"

"Super lucky," Derek said, even drunker than before. "I wish I had a bro like that. Guys who want to suck my dick always turn out gay though. It's so weird!"

Jessie hid her face in her hands. "I can't even with all of you. I can't even."

I just giggled and pressed my face against Vic's chest. Even through his shirt he was warm and cozy.

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The party wound down eventually, as parties do. People were free to find somewhere in the apartment to crash if they so chose, and I knew we'd be waking up to a random assortment of bodies in weird places. That wasn't any real concern of mine at the moment though.

I even let a couple people I kind of liked use my room, since I wouldn't be needing it.

I sneaked into Vic's room before he did and took off my clothes, then lubed up my butthole with the bottle he always kept handy next to his bed. I let him find me like that, fingers casually going in and out of myself, getting all slick and slippery.

"How did you know I needed some more help?" Vic said, smiling broadly at seeing me in my slutty state.

I shrugged. "There were clues. Also the fact that you're always so horny before bed."

"Yeah, weird," he said, pulling off his clothes in no particular hurry.

I bit my lip and watched fixedly as he got naked, fingering myself all the while. "Besides, my room's occupied anyway," I said, as though I needed the extra excuse.

"Unlucky," Vic sympathized. "But lucky for me." He stepped closer, slipping out of his bottoms entirely and letting me watch his hard cock bounce nearer. "You're pretty sexy to walk in on like that, you know. No homo."

I went all blushy, even if Vic only meant it in a friendly and straight kind of way. It still felt very nice coming from him.

"Thanks," I said. "You want to, uh, breed me real quick or anything?"

"In a minute, maybe."

Vic hopped into bed with me and rolled me on my front like I weighed nothing to him. It helped, I suppose, that I was eager to lie any which way he wanted me.

I picked up my hips as he positioned himself behind me, lifting and presenting my ass in only the most hetero of ways. Vic spread my cheeks firmly and licked my little bumhole, eating me out without so much as a second's hesitation.

"Brooo," I moaned, clutching at a pillow and managing to pull it where I could hug it to my chest.

I could feel him grinning even without being able to see his face. He liked making me a whimpering mess. Just in a bro teasing a bro kind of way. Just tricks and pranks, basically.

"You get so cute when someone plays with your ass," Vic said. "Did you know that?"

I hugged the pillow tighter. "Nooo! That's silly."

"It's true."

"I don't let people play with my ass," I said. "That wouldn't be very straight of me."

Vic licked me some more. "What about me?"

"Well that's different, obviously," I mumbled. "You're my best bro. That's just bro stuff."

"Ok. Well you get super cute when we do bro stuff together."

I could have melted from a mixture of embarrassment and sheer glee. I felt like there was a chance sometimes that we weren't behaving in perfectly hetero kinds of ways, but it was hard to argue with things that felt so good.

Vic licked me out longer, until I was all squirmy and leaking precum all over his bed. He fingered me a little, adding some more lube, then knelt behind me and guided his cock to my warmed up, waiting ass.

He only rubbed his cock up and down over my butthole at first. Just teasing like it was going in. I held my breath every time he pressed against me, then let it out a little disappointed every time he slipped on past instead.

He waited just until I was about to say something, then popped it in. He had impeccable timing like that. My words caught in my throat and came out in an embarrassing squeal instead. He pushed in and filled up my butt in the delightful way that only my best bro could.

"Unf, you're so tight and warm every time," Vic praised me.

"Only because you fill me up so much," I said.

"I'm gonna fill you up even more," he promised.

I wasn't sure if he meant bottoming out in my eager booty, or if he meant breeding me with his hot cum. Maybe both. I was looking forward to both, at any rate.

I loved feeling Vic fully buried in me, cock stretching me out and penetrating as deep as possible. The only thing maybe better than that was him desperately pumping me full of cum afterward. It was a close run thing.

He held my hips and fucked me good. Not hard at first, but getting faster over time until I was biting his pillow to muffle my moans while I got pounded. I didn't want to be too loud and have other people around overhear and maybe get the wrong idea. Without proper context, it could probably sound a bit gay when I moaned like a slut while Vic fucked me hard and deep in his bed.

He railed me hard enough that my legs gave out and I sank down onto the mattress. He followed me down and slowly lay on top of me while continuing to work his cock in and out of my ass. His weight settled comfortingly on me while his hips kept moving. He'd worried about being too heavy on me at times, but I'd always assured him I could take it, and honestly that I loved it. I wanted to be squished a bit while I was getting pounded. As long as it was Vic warmly smothering me, anyway. He made me so happy and cozy.

Vic couldn't pound me quite so hard from our new position, but his strokes were long, smooth, and steady, and they hit so nice inside me. I felt myself getting ready to cum before it happened and whimpered as my cock twitched beneath us, then sprayed cum on the bed beneath me, spurting over and over in time with Vic continuing to hit my cum button internally.

"Did you just make a mess?" he asked, his voice soft and warm just next to my ear.

I nodded and whined an, "Mmhm."

"Well... I needed to wash these sheets anyway."

I was waiting for him to cum too now. That was really the whole goal of the exercise anyway, since Vic needed help with that so often. I enjoyed cumming while helping him out, but it was more of a happy side benefit than anything.

It was only a few more minutes before he was grunting sexily and cumming deep inside me. He really did bury himself and make sure to breed me as deep as possible, which I appreciated. It was the sexiest and coziest way to do it.

Vic lay atop me afterward. I didn't like to let him roll off me right away, even when he wanted to. He didn't seem to have any inclination of being hasty this time anyway, just kissing my neck and running his fingertips over me.

"Think I got you boypregnant this time?" he asked.

"Hehe, probably," I giggled. "You're always breeding me so good."

"I have to," he said. "Once I get inside you, I can't really help it now can I?"

"I really feel that good?"

"The very best," he assured me.

I bit my lip and let him keep comforting me. I needed it when he made me feel so adored and emotionally vulnerable.

The cuddling went on for a while. Vic kept kissing and nuzzling me, and he got even handsier somehow, even though he'd just had his cummies which usually calmed him down and tuckered him out.

Apparently it was insufficient tonight. Vic pulled sloppily out of my bum and rolled me over. I stared at his messy cock, wondering if he'd let me clean it for him. He had very different ideas though.

Vic pinned my legs up, throwing one over each shoulder before pressing his cock back to my bootyhole.

"Again?" I gasped.

"That ok?" he asked. "We could try for twins."

I squeaked and blushed. "Breeding me twice in one night?"

"Hopefully."

I covered my eyes with my arm. "Any time you need to," I whispered. "You know that. I'm always here for you."

"I know, bro. Love you for that."

I was never going to stop blushing at this rate. He said he loved me! Just platonically, of course. Just between bros. But it still made my heart pound like crazy and made me want to let him fuck me all night. I'd give him anything he wanted just to see him as happy as he made me.

Vic fucked me slow and smooth for a while, gazing down at me and treating me tenderly. I was hard again too and leaking from my cock despite having my cummies already too. He played with my cock at times, stroking it or just running his thumb up and down the underside, teasing my precummy erection.

He eventually got to pounding me properly again. I went along with him like the most enthusiastic fuckdoll I could possibly be. I was going to be so sore tomorrow, but that wasn't even close to stopping me from wanting more and more and more. Anything he wanted. Anything at all.

He made us both cum again. I spurted all over my own tummy, and Vic as promised bred me deep in my bum again. It was the sexiest of messes all round for me.

I would have been totally fine with that, but Vic rather cutely cleaned me up anyway. He licked my tummy all clean for me, lapping up all my cum. He'd never done that before. It tickled and gave me warm feelings inside.

He generously let me clean up his cock for him too. It would have been unfair otherwise. We tongue-bathed each other as much as necessary so that we could cuddle up together afterward and actually get some sleep.

****

I woke up in Vic's arms, half lying on his chest. He was already awake. His gentle fingertips stroking up and down my spine with just the barest hint of fingernail made my return to consciousness delicious and soft like a cloud.

I moaned happily, shifted my weight to get comfy, and hugged my arm around his side even tighter. He let me be for a while and just kept rubbing my back. I would have stayed naked and silent in bed with him all morning. All day, if it were practical, and it very much wasn't.

"Link?" Vic finally said.

"Mmm, morning, bro," I said.

"Yeah, good morning. Um... so last night...."

"Yeah?"

"...."

I started to worry a little and lifted my head. "What is it? Something wrong?"

"No. Well, maybe. I, uh, I might have forgotten something," Vic said.

My eyes widened. "You wanted to breed me three times?" I squeaked incredulously.

"Ha, no. Well yes. But that's a separate thing." Vic held my cheek gently and I rubbed against his palm a little. "I didn't say no homo last night."

I froze. "Yes you did. You did! I heard you."

"After I bred you though?"

I thought back, panicking a bit now. "Maybe... maybe not."

"Yeah, I didn't," Vic said.

"Well... well accidents happen. You can just say it now, right?"

"Link... I didn't forget."

"You were drunk!"

"I really wasn't," Vic said. "I had like a beer and a half all night."

"Ah, right."

"It wasn't an accident. It wasn't booze. I just didn't want to say it."

My mouth dropped open, then all at once I giggled in pure joy and relief. "Oh! Ok."

"You don't mind?"

"Hehe, no." I rolled even more on top of Vic and propped my chin up on my folded arms so I could easily look into his eyes. "I don't know how to tell you this, but sometimes when I said no homo... I had my fingers crossed."

Vic slowly grinned. "You little trickster!"

"I know."

"That was very sneaky of you."

"I know! I... I was worried you wouldn't want to do gay things with me. But sometimes I kind of really wanted to be gay with you. So...."

Vic pulled me in for a kiss. "I think I'm pretty gay for you these days. Straight bro things are good and all, but...."

"But it's not enough sometimes," I finished softly.

"Yeah. That." He sighed heavily. "I was so worried what you'd think."

"I was worried what you'd think!"

"Are we silly?" Vic asked.

"A little I think," I said. I bit my lip. "I... kinda love you."

"Unf. Me too! I kept trying to sneak that in sometimes in straight ways when I could, but... I love you in pretty gay ways actually."

"Hehe, so gay."

I kissed Vic some more, loving the way it felt now. Nothing had changed, and yet everything had changed. No more sneaking gay things in by sneakily crossing my fingers when he wasn't looking. I could do it openly now! We could do it together. It was all a blur in my head.

I pushed myself upright and slid back a little, meeting my cock against Vic's. We weren't hard, at least not at first, but that changed as I rubbed my cock and balls back and forth over his.