Waing the Sleeping Beast

Note: This story contains incest.

Later that afternoon, Dylan retuned from classes to find his brother just as he had left him: lying on his bed in his T-shirt and undies. There was nothing in the world Dylan wanted more than to jump his bother, make out, pull out his fat cock, suck on it, then ride it like a cowboy on a bucking horse.

But Dylan's roommate, Adrien, was also there, studying at his desk, wearing a pair of headphones.

"Hey," Dylan said as he set his backpack down. Jake smiled and Dylan melted. His big, dumb brother was such a scruffy mess, but he made it look so hot. And the warmth in his eyes and smile had Dylan's heart doing summersaults.

"Oh, hey," Adrien said, turning to face Dylan as he took his headphones off. "I'm gonna be stuck here all night with this. I got a big paper to finish. I won't be able to get food with you tonight."

In addition to his cute face and attractive, athletic body, Adrien was an amiable guy. Dylan would often tag along to the dining hall with him and they would chat over dinner. Dylan, being more of a nerdy type, didn't have much in common with his roommate, but they got along well just the same.

"Aw, that sucks," Dylan said, offering weak sympathy for his roommate's plight. Of course Dylan understood that he was not guaranteed any private time in his dorm room, but that didn't hamper his disappointment. He was all keyed up for some more one-on-one bro time.

Dylan was already half bricked up, and he could see that Jake was eager to go, too. Big bro's snug trunks clung to the shape of his big man-dick. If Adrien hadn't seen it already, he would soon, the way that big cock called for attention. Dylan, flustered, grabbed a pair of shorts from the floor and shoved them at his older brother.

"Get dressed," he said, trying to sound causal, but his face was full of grumpy urgency. He loved his brother, and was just as horny for Jake as Jake was for him, but he didn't want his roommate to catch on. "Let's go get some food."

Jake smiled his shit-eating grin. He stood, his cock bulging out obscenely as he pulled on the shorts. Dylan stared at the pouch, the big dong and balls spilling out from the fly. Jake left it that way as he put on his socks and shoes, allowing Dylan an alluring view. The teen liked what he saw, but continued to frantically glance back at his roommate to see if he was watching the lewd scene. Jake then zipped up, tantalizingly slowly.

Jake was covered up, but Dylan's boner was getting too obvious in the front of his own shorts. When older bro's dress-tease was done, Dylan grabbed his wrist and pulled him out the door, offering a perfunctory "bye" to his roommate on the way out.

"Soooo..." Jake said. "That Adrien is pretty cute, huh?"

"Ugh, yeah," Dylan sighed. "He's always hanging out in the room in his sexy little shorts. How'd I get so lucky, surrounded by so many hot guys?"

"

You

ever hang out in your cute little undies? Adrien might like that." Jake wrapped an arm around Dylan's shoulder, pulling him close as they walked across the quad.

"What? No way. He'd never be into a guy like me." Dylan blushed at his brother's suggestion. "Besides, I already got myself my own hunk." Dylan hooked a hand on Jake's hip, reciprocating Jake's casual camaraderie.

"'Hunk,' huh? I'd like to give you a

hunk

of something," Jake said luridly, grabbing the front of his shorts.

"

Cut it out!

" Dylan said frantically, pushing his brother's hands away. "Can you quit asking like a freak for one minute?"

Jake laughed. "Sorry. I'm just feeling spicy. You're doing things to me, Dyl." He leaned in close, whispering into his brother's ear. "I wanna strip you down and worship your sexy body, bro."

Dylan's face turned hot.

Jake

wants

me

that bad? Dylan thought. His teen bone was practically leading the way.

"Hey, bro, you might wanna fix your little Dyl pickle, dude." Dylan looked down. Mortified, shot his gaze around in all directions to see who was looking as he shoved his hand down his shorts to quickly adjust himself.

"Where the fuck are we goin', anyway?" Jake asked, still hugging Dylan close to his side.

"The only place I can think of where we can be alone." Dylan responded. "Well...

relatively

alone." He was leading his brother to the campus library. It was a large building with lots of dark corners. This time of day wouldn't be very busy, and Dylan was pretty sure he could find them a spot to get really naughty with each other and not get caught.

Once inside, they headed into the stacks. Dylan found a spot that didn't have a direct line of sight in any direction. Perfect for a little fooling around. Glancing around each corner, the horny teenager declared the coast was clear.

Jake, with his typical big, dumb smile, pulled Dylan close.

"You're so adorable, bringing me here to fool around," he said. He pecked Dylan on the cheek. "You make me happy, bro."

Dylan's chest filled with warmth as Jake leaned in, pressing a kiss to his lips. Holding their bodies tightly together, Jake placed a hand on Dylan's face, He let his tongue out, gliding along his little bro's pink lips. Dylan opened up and Jake slipped inside. Their heads rocked about as they kissed passionately, invading each other's mouth, trading breath, groping at each other.

Jake's scruff brushed on Dylan's smooth skin, but the teenager didn't mind. He liked his brother's careless, rugged looks. He inhaled Jake's scent, a natural male aroma. Not at all unpleasant, the younger guy found it intoxicating.

Dylan was so hard in his shorts and he could feel Jake's big thing pushing into his abdomen. Jake's larger form enveloped Dylan's delicate frame, hands grasping at his hair, his back, his butt, his cock. Dylan, likewise, felt up Jake's manlier build. The teen had idolized his big brother for years, and recently those feelings had turned sexual. He was so lucky to be here with the perfect guy, so sweet and so fucking sexy.

A clatter of dropped books resounded a few aisles over. Dylan jumped and pushed his brother away. Jake pulled the teenager into another kiss, but Dylan only allowed it for a moment.

Jake gazed down at his brother's pretty face, painted with concern. "Why so worried?" he asked.

"C'mon," Dylan said, turning to lead the way deeper into the library. With a few long strides, Jake caught up and grabbed one of Dylan's little buns through his shorts.

Dylan's hand whipped out to grab Jake's wrist. "Stop!" he whispered urgently.

"What happened to you? Where's that cute little perv that jumped on his brother's bone when he was passed out? That was pretty

bold

. Now you wanna

tippy toe around

?"

"

This is different!

" Dylan hissed. "I don't wanna get expelled! And keep quiet, jerk. I don't want anyone hearing you say that."

"Whatever you say,

dear

," Jake said sarcastically. He held his hands up defensively, signaling his intention to stop grabbing Dylan's body parts.

Dylan grabbed one of his brother's hands and led Jake through the labyrinth of the library, winding through never-ending aisles of shelves. The surroundings became more dimly lit and less populated as they retreated into obscure stacks of knowledge.

"Besides, I took you here to..." Dylan paused, a little too embarrassed to speak his full desires out loud in public. "...

play

. Isn't that

'bold'

enough?"

Jake flashed his dumb, broad smile, biting the edge of his lip. "So, big guy, let's '

play

' already," he said, emphasizing Dylan's unspoken intentions.

Dylan knew Jake was goading him, but he couldn't resist. He was already at his wit's end, waiting all day through boring classes while picturing his hunky brother sprawled out on his bed. And then, being denied his treat by his roommate's presence. So it didn't take much to give in to his brother's pressure.

Judging that their current location was isolated enough, he stopped and pulled Jake into an alcove, partially obscured by a large plant. He looked around, and dropped to his knees in front of his brother. He slipped a hand up Jake's shorts, along his strong thigh, lined with hair, and under his trunks. He found the half-hard cock, pulling it out through the leg hole. He moved close, mouthing the head, swirling his tongue around, making Jake moan. The hot sausage grew longer and stiffer in his hand as he glided his grip up and down and sucked on the tip.

"Yeah, that's it," Jake said. He leaned back on the wall, lovingly stroking his little brother's head as the younger guy worked on his pole.

With a lustful inferno stoking in his chest, Dylan slurped on Jake's big thing, driving his mouth further with each downward motion. The horny teenager's fingers played over the veiny surface. Feeling the steely, unyielding core, an indicator of Jake's intense arousal, only made Dylan even hotter. He sucked intently on that big, hard unit, driving Jake mad. Dylan was soon entertaining the bulb at the back of his throat, suppressing his gag reflex as he jammed his face down on the man's rod.

Like a perpetual motion machine, the two brothers fed off of each other's sexual energy, exponentially building towards oblivion. Jake bit his thumb to top himself from making noises, while Dylan, groping at his own tented shorts, released muffled moans around Jake's cock.

"Ooooh, shiiit, Dyl," Jake groaned as quietly as he could. He was gyrating his hips, pumping his meat into Dylan's sucking mouth as he gripped a fistful of his messy hair.

And then, suddenly, Jake pulled out. "Fuck, fuck, someone's coming." He was tugging at the end of his shorts to cover his dick while Dylan tried to peek through the plant he was hiding behind.

A staff member was making a b-line down an otherwise deserted aisle right towards them. But when this older man reached the end, he hooked a left, showing no signs that he had noticed the brothers or their illicit activity.

Jake released his tension and dropped back against the wall. "That was close," he said, smiling down at Dylan. "I guess we should find somewhere else..."

"Who's 'tippy toeing around,'

now

?" Dylan asked, toying with Jake's cock-head, still sticking out from his shorts.

"Shut the fuck up," he said, smacking Dylan's hand away. Sheepishly, he reached into his undies to pull his cock back in as Dylan got to his feet, chuckling. The younger guy craned his neck up to kiss his brother again, briefly, before heading out into the back stairwell.

Up on the third floor, a series of study rooms lined one wall. Each had a medium table and four chairs. A window stretched from about waist-high to the ceiling. It was pretty exposed, but Dylan figured everything they needed to do would be below the belt, so nothing would be visible if they were careful. Anyway, he was desperate to really get things going with Jake, and this was the only place he could think of that was even halfway decent.

Hurrying all the way to the rear-most room, the boys piled in and shut the door. Jake took a seat while Dylan gazed out the window in all directions, checking for possible angles of detection. Everything looked clear, so he turned his attention to big bro.

Jake's legs were spread wide. Dylan pushed the table out of the way and took his place on his knees. He smiled up at Jake, who palmed the kid's face again.

"You're so cute when you're horny, Dyl," he said. "Sorry for fuckin' around with you downstairs. I was just messin'. You're crazy for doing this here, ya know." He glanced at the window.

"I know," Dylan said. He really loved his big brother. And he was so damn horned up, his better judgement had evaporated, just like that first night on the couch back home.

The teen traced up Jake's legs, past his groin, and gripped his waistband. Jake lifted his butt and Dylan shucked off his shorts and underwear in one motion. Jake's magnificent meat was ready for action. Sticking up from under the hem of his T-shirt, it rose up toward the heavens like a soaring shrine, waiting to be worshipped.

Dylan obliged, closing his hands around Jake's cock. Dylan's two-fisted grip easily left enough space for his mouth to sink over the top few inches. His tongue snaked around the hard rod, slithering up and down, curling around his plump mushroom cap, making big bro moan.

After his appetizer downstairs, the teenager was ready for the main course. He lifted his butt from his heels so he could curve his upper body down over Jake's cock. He wanted to line up his mouth and throat as well as he was able, to take that mammoth unit into him as far as it would go. His mouth sank lower, until the knob was again testing his throat.

"Mmmm, fuck yes, kiddo." Jake pulled at the back of Dylan's neck, encouraging his little bro to take more. Dylan swallowed around the hot thickness, taking it deep into himself. His lips marched along, yearning to close around Jake's root. And then, his face was mashed into his big brother's bushy pubes, that mammoth unit was shoved completely inside his mouth and throat.

"Fuu-u-uuck," Jake sputtered. Dylan pulled off, gasping for air, satisfied with his work. He sucked the strands of saliva back into his mouth before sinking himself back onto Jake's steel beam again.

"Jeeee-zuuuusss," the older guy said, exasperated. "You're gonna make me cum, bro." Jake was fired up, his face a mask of lust. Or maybe the civilized expression he showed to the outside world was the mask, and his true self was the sex-crazed monster he now presented.

Dylan reflected this truth. Buzzing with forbidden excitement, pulled himself off Jake. Frothy, goopy throat juices drooled down his chin and all over Jake's stiff rod.

He wiped his face and asked, "Wanna fuck me?"

Jake simply bit his lower lip and smiled broadly. That was enough of an answer for Dylan, who quickly pushed his shorts and undies down. His teen cock was so hard already as he twirled around on his knees and bent over. Wiggling his cute little butt at Jake, he said, "Get me ready."

Jake leaned in, palming Dylan's buns. He espied his little bro's teeny star. Dylan felt a wad of spit hit his bullseye, followed by Jake's broad fingertips pulling at his bud. He felt a pressure, slowly increasing, until his tight ring expanded around Jake's finger.

Dylan's cock bobbed beneath him with anticipation. Glistening filaments of pre-cum spiraled and twirled in the air as the fluid exuded from his purple knob down to the carpet. Jake's finger opened him up, preparing him for something far more intense.

The older brother continued pushing into that tight orifice until his knuckles pushed against Dylan's butt. He dragged his finger out and lined up two. Dylan moaned as his little hole stretched around the new, expansive circumference. The heat seared through him, but along with it, a tantalizing need. Jake's fingers, as they drove in and out, stirred a primal urged to be filled up from behind. Why did God or evolution put the prostate there? Why was Jake's cock so perfectly shaped for Dylan's tunnel? The teen felt an urgency like no other, a need to fulfill their preordained destiny, to fit their two bodies together in an unholy connection.

As Dylan's whimpers grew more needy and his cute little butt writhed around Jake's explorations, the older brother didn't give in. He inserted three fingers, expanding Dylan's insides, readying that spot for the true prize.

Dylan knew what was happening, but it was like torture to wait. As much as he enjoyed the intense fingering, he wanted the real thing. "Jake," he squeaked out, that one small word dripping with desperation.

Finally, Jake pulled out and sat back. Dylan turned to see Jake spit on his hand and rub it into his big tool.

"Sit on it," he said, his eyes sparkling with want and control.

Eager to obey, Dylan stood and shuffled backward, shorts and undies still around his thighs, until he could lower himself towards Jake's lap. He held his cheeks apart as Jake took aim. The slimy knob found its home, pressing at Dylan's opening. The teen made himself relax, letting Jake's cock inside.

His little ring stretched open around his brother's thickness. His own teen cock was so hard as Jake's big thing moved deeper into his hole. Dylan was elated. The physical sensation of the thick cock expanding his insides was tremendous, but even more, Jake's hunger for Dylan's ass made the teen horny beyond words. The younger guy had stolen this experience from Jake during their first encounter. But now, Jake was awake, aware, and eager to fuck his little bro.

As Jake held Dylan's waist, the teen lowered himself onto the rigid meat-pole. Dylan was hot for it, but taking Jake was no small feat. He was deliberate, allowing his insides to adjust. After an eternity, his cheeks were resting on Jake's fuzzy thighs. He sat still, controlling his breath, just feeling that living, fleshy creature inside him.

"Mmmm, you're so tight, bro," Jake said, his hands moving under Dylan's T-shirt. Dylan, his hands on Jake's thighs, started to lift himself, Jake's cock dragging along his inner walls. As the hot, hard cock moved over his prostate, the teenager couldn't stifle his moan.

"Yeah, baby, this is so fuckin' hot," Jake whispered in Dylan's ear. "You're my hot baby brother, sittin' on my dick. Fuuuck, your ass feels so good. You like my cock, baby?"

"Mmm-mm-mm," Dylan managed through his euphoria. His own boner was rock hard and drooling. Jake's breath on his ear sent shivers through him. That oversized presence in his stretched hole was amazing. He was soon fucking himself on his brother's dick, biting his forearm to silence his groaning.

Jake's hands moved up Dylan's torso, finding his little nips. As the kid bounced on his cock, he pinched the little nubs while kissing at his neck from behind. He let his moaning, erratic breaths land on Dylan's skin. His hands moved along his little brother's tenderness while he started pushing himself up into the teen. Dylan was thrilled that Jake was so into it.

But just the, he sensed motion out of the side of his eye and looked towards the window. He froze, seating himself fully on Jake's lap. There was a student browsing the shelves just a few feet from their study room.

As Dylan waited for the trespasser to wander off, Jake undulated his hips, pressing himself into Dylan. The teen slapped a hand over his mouth to stifle his involuntary moaning.

Dylan tried to remain calm and still as that big mass moved inside him. He wanted to hit his brother for pulling this prank when there was someone just outside the room who might catch them. But it took all of his energy to keep himself quiet.

Then, the unwanted guest chose a book and headed off. Dylan let out groan as Jake pushed up into him while holding his hips tightly downward.

Dylan throat produced a broken "Fu-uu-uck." He clenched his tight little hole around that astounding width and resumed hopping on Jake's lap, impaling himself on the dude's huge meat-pole.

Jake's hands circled around his little's bro's slender frame, slipping up under his shirt again to fondle the little dude's bare body.

"You're so fuckin' sexy, Dyl," he said as his tantalizing touch traced the ridges and valleys of the teenager's taught, sweaty muscles. He found the poor, senseless boy's nipples once more and brushed across each one.

"Ooouuuhhh," Dylan moaned as he flinched from the unexpected stimulation on these sensitive spots. He dick twitched and drooled more pre-cum as Jake toyed with his body and that thick tool bedeviled his insides.

The youth's unfocused gaze happened to stray out the window of their small study room, only to see that same man who had almost caught them downstairs. He was an older guy, maybe in his 40s of 50s, and he stood at a distance, half-hidden behind a shelf of books. He wouldn't have been able to see any of the incriminating body parts, but Dylan understood that this man would have no doubt what they were up to.