Note: this story contains incest.
After the first few weeks of college, Dylan's sexual encounter with his older brother Jake had receded into the back of his mind. It was still the primary source of jack off material when he found the opportunity, but he was far too busy with schoolwork and new friends to obsess about that illicit experience and Jake's cryptic farewell.
So when Jake announced that he was coming for a visit, all of the confusing feelings that Dylan had pushed aside were now crashing down on his head. Dylan had taken advantage of his brother's drunken state and had sex with his unconscious body. But later, just before Dylan hopped into the car and departed to college, Jake had squeezed Dylan's ass and pushed his jeans-clad cock bulge into his little brother's stomach. Jake had indicated that he was at least somewhat aware of what had happened and, maybe more frighteningly, that he might want more.
Dylan was flustered at the thought of Jake's visit, eager to see his big bro again, but scared of possible repercussions. The brothers made hasty arrangements for later in the week, so Dylan needed to tidy up his mess. As he swooped around his small dorm room, preparing for Jake's arrival, his stomach was full of butterflies. What was Jake going to do to him?
Luckily, Dylan's roommate, Adrien, was a relaxed guy, and totally didn't mind Dylan's brother staying in their dorm for a few days. Adrien was a year or so older than Dylan. He was taller and more athletic. Always parading around in tank tops and little gym shorts, Dylan had difficulty preventing himself from staring.
God, Dylan thought, how was he going to survive? He was going to have a constant hard-on the whole time, cramped into this tiny space with his sexy roommate AND his hunk of a big bro. The whole reason for his anxiety was rooted in his initial attraction to Jake. He remembered all those nights back home, in his dark bedroom, fantasizing about Jake and his body. And now he'd be sleeping just feet away.
Dylan endeavored to push those thoughts away and get on with things.
Thursday afternoon arrived. With a thousand thoughts swirling through his head, Dylan ran downstairs to the parking lot to greet his brother. Displaying his usual cool confidence, Jake sauntered up to his little bro and gave him a soft punch in the shoulder before pulling the little guy into a bear hug.
Dylan's face exploded in a bloom of red as the two brother crushed together. He inhaled a whiff of Jake's musk and reveled in the warmth of his strong body.
"What' up, squirt?" Jake asked as they departed the embrace.
"Hey! How was the drive?" Dylan inquired, trying not to sound too eager.
Dylan's eyes were drawn to Jake. The older brother's hair was tousled, but in a sexy way. His eyes were bright and his jaw as square as ever, and dusted with the typical covering of stubble. Jake had a way of making "sloppy" look effortlessly attractive.
His T-shirt hugged his lean, muscled chest and abdomen. His jeans... Dylan didn't dare linger on Jake's snug, well-filled jeans.
As they headed towards Dylan's room, they exchanged some awkward chat, as if neither were quite ready to broach the obvious subject. Jake was not living a successful life. He was 25 and still living with their parents, with no prospects on the horizon. Nevertheless, he managed to maintain his casual, unperturbed attitude. His cocksure demeanor was balanced with a kindness that he had always showered over Dylan. The younger brother had always adored his big bro, and big bro reciprocated. It was just one more thing that drew Dylan towards Jake.
Dylan brought Jake up to his dorm room so they could drop off Jake's stuff, then they headed back to the car. They went out to get something to eat, then Jake suggested a bar. Jake had found a trendy place in the city, so they went out dancing. Dylan was branded with the underage "X" on his hand, since he was only 18, but Jake was free to down all the alcohol in the joint, like he usually did.
But Dylan was surprised that Jake hadn't had anything to drink. Not at dinner and not even at the bar. They danced for hours, getting sweaty and laughing. For most of the evening, Jake focused on his little brother, even rebuffing several would-be suitors. Dylan felt like he was in paradise, especially when Jake held him tight as they moved their bodies to the music. His cheeks were rosy all night from the flattering attention.
But eventually they hand to head back to school. Dylan had classes the next morning and needed at least a few hours sleep. They arrived back at the dorm late, clumsily attempting to get ready for bed without waking Dylan's roommate. Just before drifting off, Dylan wondered if Jake abstained from alcohol because he didn't want a repeat of last time.
The next morning, Dylan wiped the sleep from his eyes then surveyed the room. His roommate was long gone and Jake lay on the floor, snoozing. Dylan gazed at Jake's form. He was shirtless. His fit upper half was open to Dylan's ogling. The teenager's eyes traced along Jake's stubbled jaw, down his neck, and along his strong chest and muscled abdomen. He remembered when he had covered all of those places with his cum as Jake's cock was deep inside his asshole. He stole a glance at Jake's groin and was rewarded with a sizable mound inside the basketball shorts.
He reached out, lightly brushing his fingertips through the trail of short, curly hair on Jake's abs that lead to his waistband. That dick-bulge was so enticing. He wanted so badly to gab hold. Dylan felt his own dick getting stiff.
But he banished those thoughts. He needed to start his day. He grabbed his things and headed across the hall to the showers. After entering his stall and closing the curtain, Dylan stripped off his clothes and stepped under the hot water. He soaped up while trying not to think of Jake, shirtless with his loose shorts, his cock-bulge, is pretty lips parted slightly...
It was hopeless. Dylan's teen prick stood out stiffly in front of him. He couldn't dismiss Jake's hotness from his mind. His older brother was like kryptonite. Dylan was powerless before his sexy manliness.
Dylan's resistance crumbled. He grabbed his dick with a soapy hand. With his eyes closed, he jerked his bone. His other hand slipped up his slender body, groping himself as he relived that one forbidden, fantastic night with Jake.
"Hey, bro," a voice came from behind. Dylan jumped a mile into the air. He half turned, trying to cover his boner. It was Jake, stripped completely nude, standing with the shower curtain open.
"What the fuck, Jake?!" Dylan hissed in anger. He was just standing there, naked, the open curtain exposing them both. If anyone were to walk into the bathroom, he'd just die.
Dylan couldn't see any sign of Jake's clothes or a towel. Had he walked over here from his room naked? As embarrassing as it was to have his big bro in the shower with him, he couldn't shove Jake out. It would be worse if someone would catch Jake wandering the hall nude.
"Get in here!" Dylan whisper-shouted, pulling Jake in and reaching past to close the curtain. In the process, he had revealed his arousal, letting it bump into his brother. In a fit of embarrassment, he quickly twirled towards the wall.
Jake moved his fully naked body close to Dylan, reaching past him for the soap. The older brother looked down at Dylan, a sly smirk crossing his face.
"You don't mind, do you?"
