My Brother's Keeper
JUSTIN
I stuck my head out the window of my brother's lime green Charger and howled as we raced down the highway. I heard him growl and felt him grab me before I was yanked back in and the window rolled back up. I laughed as he glared at me, "Come on Gray, be somewhat fun." I scolded the older man.
"Justin, don't act like a child. I know you JUST turned nineteen but that still counts as being an adult. Act like one." He growled his blue eyes meeting my brown ones. I flipped him off and lit a joint, the smoke quickly filling the car forcing him to roll the window down again.
"You arrogant brat!" He snarled and lost focus on the road for a second as he glared at me. He swerved back to his lane as a car next to him honked and began to seethe as I smoked away without a care. We never got along, we were ten years apart in age and the only reason he had agreed to take me in was because I had been living with mom when the heart attack had taken her.
"Put it out." He snarled. "PUT IT OUT!" He repeated in a roar and I snorted and put the joint away, stashing it in my bag and putting my headphones on. I didn't need his approval, I just needed to get my degree and get scouted then I was out. I pulled out my laptop and started working on my school work.
"Justin. JUSTIN!" Gray shook me awake, the car parked in the driveway of his way too big mini mansion. I groaned and unfolded from the seat and put my headphones around my neck as I hopped out. I stretched my six foot frame out, I wasn't nearly as tall as my six foot seven brother who towered over me. I hated that he was all tall, dark and handsome. With his black hair, square jaw, and blue eyes any man or woman would line up for him.
"Hello earth to Justin, get your things." Gray said and threw my bag to me. I caught it and growled, my laptop was in there and he knew it.
"Be careful asshole." I said and he laughed as he came over to me, his gate languidly like a cat.
"Isn't catching things what you're supposed to do mister quarterback?" he scoffed and I groaned he was such an idiot when I came to sports.
"No mister CEO, I throw things. And sometimes I run really fast. Dumbass." I said and he gave me a little shove just to point out he was bigger than me. Then he walked to the door and opened it walking inside with the rest of my things like they weighed nothing. I watched him pass me and my eyes drifted to how his suit pants hugged his ass.
'Dammit, not this again.' I thought as the old fantasies about him started to pop up again. I followed him in and up the stairs to a room that was nearly empty except for a wardrobe and a king size bed.
Gray dumped my stuff on the floor and said, "Welcome home baby brother. Now house rules. No smoking inside, use the balcony please. No parties if I'm not here. Seems reasonable?" he said, holding out a hand. I sighed, if these rules made him feel like he had control I'd humor him.
"Sure bro. I'll stick to the balcony and I'll make sure you're here if I have the team over for films." I said and took his hand in a firm shake. He nodded and walked out the bedroom door leaving me alone with my thoughts and tingle of his skin on mine. I let out a breath and ran a hand through my shoulder length chocolate colored hair.
"I thought I got away from him when he moved out from mom's house, and he only got hotter." I whispered to myself as I started pulling my stuff out of my bags and putting it all away.
GRAY
I walked into my room and loosened the seemingly too tight tie I was wearing. I needed to get out of my suit and into something I could work out in. I needed to blow off steam after having to deal with that cute little brat all the way home. 'Gods how I want to wrap my hands around his throat and make him behave.' I thought and my cock twitched, I had been rock hard since the moment he talked back to me.
"Brat." I growled as I tossed my jacket and shirt on a chair and quickly shed my pants wrapping my hand around my cock. "Yess." I hissed as I began to stroke myself and imagine that baby face crying as he called me master. I went faster, my hips moving with my hand as I imagined his voice crying my name as he came on my cock. I groaned as I came over my hand and down my balls.
"What a mess." I muttered and went to the bathroom to wash up. I thought I caught movement in the mirror on my wall but when I looked my door was only cracked. I dismissed it and got cleaned up and changed into workout shorts.
The gym was quiet when I got down there and I was grateful for the peace after the car ride. I put my earbuds in and started my routine getting into my zone and tuning out the world around me. I worked till my muscles ached. I sat up panting sweat rolling down my chest as I pulled my earbuds out. That's when I heard the clack of weights and looked to see Justin also working out. I swallowed as I watched his toned body move. I watched him as he stood in front of the wall length mirror and lifted the bar.
"Hey Justin. What sounds good for dinner? I have some salmon and some steak I can grill with some peppers and mushrooms." I said and he nearly dropped the bar as he jolted in surprise at my voice.
"Geeze! You scared the hell outta me!" He said as he sat the bar down and took off his headphones. He turned to face me and I had to hold back a feral noise at the display of beautiful muscle on his young body. I ran a hand through my graying black hair and sighed, him living here was gonna pose a problem.
"Make whatever you want. I'm not picky." He said dismissively and went back to his music and moved to doing curls. I watched him a moment longer, just a moment. "What?" Justin asked, glaring at me suspiciously.
"Nothing, just impressed with how you've filled out since I saw you last. Maybe I'll come to some of your games this season." I said and he actually blushed but a small smirk crossed his face.
"You mean that? You'll come watch me play?" he asked the air of a hopeful puppy about him. I laughed and for the first time since I picked him up. He was still just a kid after all, just a brat.
"Sure brat. I'll come to your games." I said laughing and he blushed harder and went back to his curls. I laughed again as I headed up the stairs to the main floor and to the kitchen to prepare dinner.