Brotherly Love
Just a short piece I wrote for fun and to get me in the mood to tackle bigger projects.
Enjoy
Count the tiles. Think about the playbook. Just don't look at them. The smell was bad enough, the sweet mixture of musk and deodorant already had my cock poking out of my sheath, if I dared a glance anywhere my cock would fire up like a bottle rocket. I finish washing my hair as a firm hand slaps me on the ass "Hey Silvia." I turn around to see Tyler, the biggest pussy on the team.
"Puss what's good?" I say with a grin, the cougar returns it. The nicknames are all in good fun. I'm a silver fox, so Silvia. Tyler's a cougar and a linebacker, so he's our big pussy. Sam, the Labrador Quarterback is our Son of a Bitch captain, his mom laughs at that one more than we do.
"Tomorrow, my place, no parents, and a copy of Antichrist that's what's good!" Tyler responds. I nod, keeping eye contact, anything not to look at that sexy muscle gut of his. Were it not for my smile people might think I was giving him a death stare.
"I'll see if my dad can misplace a case of beer!"
"You're too good to me Silvia!"
"What can I say, I love Pussy!" He laughs, I laugh. I have to admit that one was good. With my shower done I can start the round of high fives & fist bumps of goodbyes, another day of operation hide in closet complete.
"HEY! JAIME, TYLER, come see this hickey on Kevin's dick!" You've got to be fucking kidding me! I follow Jamie to look at our human team mates cock, complete with a light hickey on the shaft. I dig my fingernails into my palm to keep from getting an erection, Kevin did have a nice long cock.
"How the fuck did you get that man?" Tyler asks.
"Erin got really excited last night, you know how foxes are!" He says with a playful punch towards me.
"Nice man, anyways I got to head out, I'll see you guys at Tyler's tomorrow."
You might be wondering why I'm so apprehensive about coming out of the closet, my teammates seem like nice enough guys, and they are nice guys. Nice guys raised by bitter old homophobic fathers. Not that they're violent or anything, but you can always hear a crack about the gay kids in the locker room, guaranteed at least once a week. If they found out that every shower ends with me horny... well I'd rather not think about the inevitable ostracization.
I came home to find my twin brother Xander sitting on the couch playing video games. "It's a Friday night, and you're alone playing Skyrim? You fucking loser!" I tease him as a kick off my sneakers.
"Actually I have a date in an hour, unlike you people actually find me attractive."
"Oh who's the poor bastard?"
"Rory, he lives in Branwood. I think you played against him once in the semis." The name did ring a bell.
"How'd you meet him?"
"Dramafest last week, we're meeting for coffee and a movie, oh by the way I need the car." I laugh and plop on the couch, laying my foot paws in his small lap. Of course he's wearing skinny jeans to go with the tight fitting t-shirt.
"Fine, but then I want a foot rub." I wasn't planning to go anywhere tonight anyways, but that didn't mean I couldn't make him squirm with my teases. Xander has a foot fetish, I know because I stole his porn once. I guess I kind of do as well, or maybe I just like teasing him about his.
A pout spreads across my brother's vulpine face, but that doesn't stop him from rubbing my feet. He's good at it too, a whole day of practice disappearing beneath his gentle fingers. I murr and mention Tyler's party tomorrow. "You interested in going?"
"Nah I'm good!" Xander was always allowed to Tyler's parties. He was also never made fun of in the locker room, and all my team mates would say "Hi" to him in the hall. I guess being my twin brother spares him the teasing... or maybe the jokes are just jokes. My train of thought derails as Xander's fingers slide between my toes. Those were soft sensitive spots and his fingers tickled lightly. "
"Alright!" I murr, closing my eyes "I'll try to swipe a bottle of rum from Tyler if you lick between my toes." Did I just say that? No I didn't just say that, it had to have been in my head. Xander's tongue disagreed. I felt the warm wet touch of it, sliding between my toes. I shivered as my cock pitched a tent in my shorts.
"You know you should get yourself a girl friend Jamie, or people might think we're fucking." Xander joked. We both knew where this was going, and we both wanted it. We wanted it bad. Xander kissed my toes gently before creeping up to my erect cock. He teasingly kissed it through my shorts.
"What do you have to offer me in exchange for this?" Xander teased.
"Car for a week?"
"Try harder." He said with another teasing kiss. I whined.
"Chores for a month?"
"Closer."
"I'll be your footslave for a month!" I whisper shivering with pleasure.
"That works, now beg for it slave!" He says nipping at my shorts, and I do beg. I beg and grovel and promise to lick his feet, sniff his shoes, sleep with his socks in my mouth. Growing harder at just the thought. It seemed good enough for Xander. He tugs my shorts and boxers off, letting my erect cock stand tall.
He starts at the bottom of the shaft, gliding his tongue up and down my cock. The saliva leaves a ticklish feel and I start breathing heavy. Then he gets to the head of my cock and he starts darting that cold vulpine tongue in and out of his mouth against the head of my cock. Oh god! I can feel the warm embrace of his lips as he takes my cock into his mouth. I can feel my orgasm rising in me as his lips and tongue slide, smooth as silk, along my cock. Closer, closer, closer.
"WOOO" I scream as my seed shoots into my brother's mouth. He swallows the first stream before sliding my cock out of his mouth, leaving my t-shirt at the mercy of my streams of cum. I breath heavy, deep in pleasure and oblivious to the world... until I hear the sound of a text receive and Xander mutter.
"Goddamit Kevin!"
"What?" I ask snapping to attention, ready to beat the fuck out of Kevin if he called my master, I mean my brother, a fag!
"He's just nagging me to hurry up for the double date."
"Double date?"
"Yeah, me and Rory, with him and Erin. Guess I have to bounce footslave!" He says with a grin before kissing me on the forehead "Mom left money for pizza on the counter. Toodles!"
Xander and Kevin were hanging out. Without me there, without me telling Kevin to, and Kevin actually wanted him there. A smile spread across my lips, a smile of orgasmic daring. Maybe they were just jokes. Lazily I grab my shorts from the floor to retrieve my phone. I call Tyler.
"Jamie, what's up man?"
"Oh not much Puss, just got a random fucking question for you."
"This better not be some more of your meaning of life shit dude!"
"Nah nothing like that."
"Alright dude shoot."
Alright, moment of truth, I take a deep breath and prepare for the worst. I don't know how it will turn out, all I know is I'm sick of lying.
"Would you care if I was gay?"