Summary:
Two brothers spend a quiet afternoon fishing at a lake near Phoenix. After catching a few fish, the younger one grows restless and begins teasing the older. The play quickly turns intimate as they explore each other physically for the first time. What starts as lighthearted roughhousing shifts into something more charged, with moments of hesitation and curiosity. By the end of the afternoon, their relationship has crossed a new boundary they cannot ignore.
Here is your Story: My Brother Took My Cock at the Lake
The sound of something dropping in the bucket of water by my side startled me out of my sleep. Since I didn’t believe anything would come out of our little fishing trip, I hadn’t bothered to do more than bring down the fishing rod from its hooks and throw it on the shore, along with the empty bucket. I got so few chances to just laze around that I told Jake I’d catch some sleep while he did whatever the fuck he wanted. Apparently that meant he wanted to fish. Not only that, he wanted to catch some fish, and that’s what he did. The warm sun beat down on my bare chest as I drifted, the smell of lake water and pine mixing in the air around us.
Inside the bucket a couple of thick, slabby crappies still flicked their tails, their silver bodies holding on to some life. I squinted at Jake. “I thought you said you’ve never gone fishing in your life.”
Unexpected Catch
Jake shrugged. “So? Beginner’s luck.”
I didn’t buy that. And I was starting to peg him as a liar. “Shut the fuck up,” I said and lay back, throwing my t-shirt over my eyes. The fabric smelled like sweat and sunscreen, blocking out the bright sky above the lake near downtown Phoenix.
My peace was short-lived. Jake could be vicious when he got bored. The way he twisted my nipples, both of them, made me gasp and grunt. I got up, grabbed my t-shirt, and used it to chase him away. He laughed and dodged with ease, his bronze skin gleaming under the sun.
“Don’t even think of sleeping,” he warned me. “I’m going to torment you like a demon out of hell.”
“Funny,” I said. “Are you trying to show me that something from bible study stuck with you? I don’t buy it.”
He was down to a pair of shorts and looked good in the sun. His olive skin tanned fast and deep. Mine turned golden while his went bronze. All of a sudden I wanted to press my body against his and soak him in, feel the heat radiating off every inch of him.
His grin told me he was up to something. When he hooked his fingers into the waistband of his shorts I understood what was coming next.
“No way,” I warned him. “People still come here. Jake, I’m telling you. Don’t get naked.”
Bare Skin Heat
He laughed and shoved his shorts down to his knees in one motion. Swinging his hips, he made his limp dick swing side to side. The fact that he wasn’t hard didn’t make me want him in my mouth any less. I wanted to wrap my lips around him soft and feel him grow until I could barely take it, taste the salt on his skin.
With a shrug he stepped out of the shorts and kicked them into a pile beside me. “Chris, I’m telling you,” he said, imitating my voice and making it sound high and fake. “Get naked.”
“If my father ever finds out,” I started, but the words died on my tongue as he moved closer.
“What if he finds out?” Jake moved closer and swung his dick near my face. “Are you crazy?” I tried to pull away, but he grabbed my head and rubbed his cock over my cheeks, nose, and lips. “What’s he going to do? Throw us out? We’re leaving in a month anyway.”
“We’re leaving for college. Not forever,” I said, still dodging him. I was dying to suck him off but I had to make some things clear. If he thought this was some kind of fairyland he needed to wake up fast.
“I don’t plan to come back here,” he said. “Do you?”
“I have to,” I lied. “My family is here. We’re all about family around here, in case you didn’t notice.”
He laughed and threw his head back, showing his throat. “If that’s true, Chris, then be a good brother and open your mouth. I need to put my dick in you, and I know you suck a mean one.”
“Fuck off.” I turned my head, but he took the opening. In a second I was on my back with him straddling my chest. His balls pressed warm and heavy against my skin, the scent of his sweat thick in the air.
“Come on, Chris, open wide. Say ahhh.” He was guiding his semi toward my lips, so I decided to tease him back. I pressed my lips tight, then stuck my tongue out fast. He moaned. But I wanted him to work for it, so I pulled my tongue back in.
His face looked stunned. His mouth went slack and his eyelids dropped. At eighteen he was a beautiful boy, right on the edge of being a man. I could fluster him after all. I rolled him onto his side and held one leg up so I could see his cock and balls lying to one side.
“Whatcha doing?” he asked, flashing an unsure smile.
I pressed two wet fingers against his hole and pushed in. He gasped and shot me a shocked look. “Chris,” he whispered, “what the hell?”
“Don’t you want my fingers up your ass?” I pushed harder into his tight heat. He squirmed. My fingers weren’t wet enough and I wasn’t giving him time to adjust. I leaned down and kissed him to shut him up. I wanted him to feel good, but first I wanted him to feel a little pain so he’d know who he was dealing with.
I pulled my fingers out and spread his cheeks. His hole had gone a little puffy and dark pink. I spit on it and rubbed it again, slower this time, and he started making soft, eager sounds while his body trembled under my hands.
“Has anyone ever fucked your ass?”
“No,” he mumbled, breathing hard.
“Liar.”
“I’m not,” he said. “Can’t you see how tight I am?”
“I can. That doesn’t mean no one ever fucked you.” My jaw tightened. I couldn’t stand the thought of someone else having been there first. I pulled my cock out of my pants and started stroking while I played with his hole, the slick friction building fast.
“Chris, what are you doing?” Jake sounded alarmed now.
“Don’t worry,” I said. “I’m not going to fuck you. Though you deserve it.”
“Have you ever fucked a guy?” he shot back.
“No. But I’ve watched enough porn. Don’t think you can tease me and not get what you asked for.”
He watched me stroke myself while I fingered him. I came fast, watching my cum land on his ass and hole, painting his skin white. I used the head of my cock to spread it around his opening until everything was slick. Then I rolled him onto his back and pushed my fingers inside him again, easier now. I took his cock in my mouth and sucked him hard while I worked my fingers, tasting the precum on my tongue.
His hands grabbed my hair and pulled. He cursed at me the whole time, but he stayed hard and fucked my mouth like he needed it. When he came he used my mouth like he was getting even. I took it all, swallowing every drop while his thighs shook around me.
We wouldn’t be so easily satisfied, as we’d come to learn. The heat between us only grew stronger with each secret touch, pushing us toward more than either of us expected on that lakeside afternoon.
