Sylvester's Family Tales 8
Sylvester laid in bed thinking of tomorrow. The SATs loomed over him like a cloak and he just wanted to go to sleep. They had told him in school that a good night's sleep is important when preparing for this test. "Yeah, great." He thought, staring at the top bunk from his bed. "Now if only Tom hadn't come home for the weekend to ruin my new bedtime exercises."
Sylvester liked to call them "bedtime exercises," but in reality it was just an excuse to jerk off before bed. Sylvester gave a nasty look to the top bunk. "Stupid Tom, ruining everything. I don't even have a place to jerk off now. If dad catches me doing it he'll be pissed, I just know it." But, while Sylvester ruminated about his situation, he noticed something. His brother's breathing had become labored and the bed had started shaking a bit, rhythmically as if he was making a repetitive motion.
The black and white cat laid there listening to his brother masturbate on the top bunk, extremely aware of his throbbing boner that he dared not touch. However, after a few minutes he had had enough and grabbed his cock, sliding down the foreskin and letting out a gasp. He had barely gotten started when the top bunk stopped moving and Tom had stopped breathing heavily.
Sylvester thought nothing of it, he must have cum and nodded off. But... he was wrong and he knew it as soon as a pair of eyes glistening in the low light appeared from the edge of the top bunk. Sylvester quickly hid is dripping penis from view, but it was too late: Tom had seen everything. He couldn't see it, but the older cat was grinning at his younger brother.
"So, you masturbate too little bro?" Quipped Tom, sliding down to the floor and sitting on Sylvester's bed. Sylvester immediately noticed his brother was naked and still hard. "That's good, I just got so used to jerking in before bed in college that I couldn't help but do it here."
Sylvester was dumbstruck at the situation: "W-well, I had gotten used to doing it before bed when you moved out, and I can't sleep without it now..." Replied the younger brother, blushing a bit. "W-what if we just do it together, just for tonight. That way I can get enough sleep for my SATs and you'll have enough sleep for the drive back to college?"
Tom didn't stop grinning. He had something else in mind: "We could do that, or we could do it one better. Little bro, are you still a virgin?"
At the mention of the word "virgin" Sylvester wished he could melt away. He never had much romantic luck with girls or guys, and Tom knew it. He hid his face in his paws and mumbled out a: "Yes, bro..." But when he didn't hear laughter he looked up, his brother was much closer now, and was stoking his drippy cock. Still not getting it, he asked his brother a quick: "Why do you ask?"
Tom gave a heavy sigh and crawled over to his brother, giving him a deep kiss with lots of tongue. When he pulled back he had a sincerity to him that Sylvester had never seen on his brother: "Because, Sylvester, I'd love to be your first."
Sylvester blushed harder than before and noticed that a wet patch of his pre was spreading on his sheets. He thought to himself "They did say to do stress relieving exercises before the test... what could it hurt?" The younger cat looked back at his brother and nodded, then fished under his bed for some lube.
Upon seeing the bottle Tom snatched it, he told Sylvester to lie on his back and let him handle things. Sylvester nodded and waited, giving a gentle "mew" when his brother's lubed up paw stretched him, and a slightly louder "mew" when Tom angled his cock at Sylvester's entrance. "You okay with this, bro?" Asked Tom before slowly sliding in to him. One more nod and ten seconds later he was balls deep in his brother.
Sylvester hugged his brother, the stimulations of being fucked for the first time so immense that he almost couldn't take it. Tom then grabbed one of Sylvester's legs and lifted it over his shoulder, hitting his brother's prostate hard.
Tom knew that he wouldn't last long given the situation, so he gripped his younger brother's cock and started stroking. Sylvester held his paws over his maw to avoid making any noises. Little did Tom know that his little brother wouldn't last long either.
Sylvester had had it, he whimpered to his brother: "Tom, I'm gonna shoot." Tom grinned and decided to stop holding back. He bucked into Sylvester hard until the young cat shot his load, the contractions on the older cat's cock sent him over the edge and he filled his brother with spunk. Tom pulled out of his brother and gasped: "Time to clean up! You get your load and I'll get mine!"
Sylvester nodded at his brother and scooped up the sticky wads of cum that he had covered himself in while Tom rimmed his brother's used tailhole. Too tired for either of them to properly enjoy the rimming, the boys just finished to avoid the mess in the morning and, without bothering to put clothes back on, cuddled on the bottom bunk.
They drifted off to dreamland, knowing they'd wake up before their parents, and avoid their father's wrath if he found them like this.