GAY ANGELS

[plotluck]

[It's the middle of summer and they're stuck house sitting. Their dad is away for the whole month.... Not really that unusual, he's always away on business. And their mom has been gone for a long while now. So it's just him, in charge of taking care of things, and his brother.

And the heat. Noel flops on the couch next to his little brother and groans, passing over a soda. It's already evening but the heat just doesn't let up. It really saps the strength out of Noel, but what it also does is... Well.

It's difficult being a teenager and gay and alone in a house with your brother who is actually really hot and you absolutely should not find attractive because he's your brother, and so as usual Noel slides his eyes away from his brother quickly after passing him the soda. Dinner was about half an hour ago so there's nothing left to do but sort of melt together in this heat.]

It's too hot to live. Revive me when it's November.

Comments

[plotluck]

It's not like I don't want to. [He says it plaintively, reaching for the paper napkins to wipe his face off.] But let's prepare first.

[amurdermostfowl]

This time or next? We could also do intercrural if anal is moving too fast or we're not totally up for being patient right now.

[plotluck]

Ah. [Yeah that has his attention though.] Probably we shouldn't rush anything that could hurt you but... Intercrural should be fine.

[amurdermostfowl]

Yeah... I'm a virgin so we should probably take that pretty slow, actually. Intercrural it is.

[Nevermind the extreme dissonance between his skill and lack of embarrassment at all this shit and being a virgin???]

[plotluck]

[Well it's fine if his brother isn't embarrassed, it's better really, though he bets Rowan would have a cute blush. Maybe he just watches a lot of porn when Noel isn't looking? Either wan he reaches over his brother for the hand lotion by his bed. It's not proper lube, good enough for jacking off and good enough for this... Gonna have to put real lube on the shopping list.] What position is going to work for this... On your stomach? [He wants to see his brother's face but.]

[amurdermostfowl]

That'd probably be simplest, yeah...

[even though he really wants to watch Noel's face. But they can get into more complicated stuff later.]

[plotluck]

Okay. Get comfortable. [He really does want to see his face though, but also, the idea of sliding his cock between Rowan's thighs is way too appealing and he's way too turned on.]

[amurdermostfowl]

[he's already pretty much on his stomach, but he shifts a bit until he's satisfied, then nods.]

Alright.

[plotluck]

[Cool. Awesome. Fuck. Even if he can't see Rowan's face seeing him naked and laying on Noel's bed is fucking amazing? He lotions up his cock an crawls over his brother, straddling his thighs and rubbing against the soft skin just like this for a moment, a hand braced by Rowan's shoulders as he leans over him and kisses the back of his neck.]

[amurdermostfowl]

[he shivers, ducking his head as if to give Noel more room for those kinds of kisses. but then he lifts his head again, voice rough with need but also matter-of-fact.]

Should probably lotion up my thighs too...

[plotluck]

Right...

[Good call. He pours a little more on his palms, sliding them down and under Rowan's ass, pressing between his thighs and already imagining what that'll feel like with his cock... fuck.]

[amurdermostfowl]

[he flexes his thighs around Noel's hands, pressed close together as he blushes all the way to the tips of his ears. this is... it's been so long, fuck.]

[plotluck]

[It's cute seeing Rowan blush even if he doesn't know why. And he's gentle enough with his fingers, squeezing his thighs after he's done making them nice and slick and then pressing his cock there instead, shuddering at how pleasant and warm and tight and smooth it feels to slide between Rowan's thighs like this. He kisses the red tip of one of his brother's ears, breathing a little too fast and uneven, presence close and warm above Rowan but not pressing down on him.]

[amurdermostfowl]

[Rowan really had pining down to an art, yeah.

But he moans, low and soft and airy, flexing his thighs again when he feels his brother's cock.]

Feels good...

[plotluck]

You're telling me.

[Sliding his dick between Rowan's thighs is kind of heaven, especially well lubed and slick, it's warm with body heat and tight enough to give a nice amount of friction and pressure. And the view of Rowan beneath him is also great. He lifts a hand, sliding his fingers down Rowan's spine, admiring as he slowly rocks his hips like this.]

[amurdermostfowl]

[huffs a laugh, a little stilted as he arches under that hand, pressing his face into the bedspread.]

[plotluck]

[He's mostly quiet, well, aside from the soft noises of appreciation and the hitches of his breath. But he's touching Rowan all over, kissing the junction of shoulder and neck and otherwise just kind of enjoying feeling him up. He's really hard between Rowan's thighs, his own pre serving pretty well to make it slicker.]

[amurdermostfowl]

[Rowan is hardening up again already, fuck yeah teenaged boy refractory periods. He's nnnot particularly quiet in general it seems, but he's also reacting very physically, leaning and pressing into every stray touch Noel is laying on him, tensing and relaxing his thighs every once in a while.]

[plotluck]

[It's really... Amazing. He wants to memorize every noise and reaction. He really does love his brother, yet crossing the line like they've been, it also feels really natural? He's not going to think about it too much, not when everything feels so good and he's panting in pleasure against Rowan's skin, experimentally biting lightly while he fucks between his thighs.]

[amurdermostfowl]

Yes, like that, Noel--

[He seems to have Rowan's fervent approval. He rolls his hips lewdly with a harsher gasp, clearly into that bite.]

[plotluck]

[Shit when did Rowan get so sexy? And lewd? He knows he shouldn't leave marks, he knows that but... He finds himself digging his teeth in a little, sucking on the skin to give Rowan a hickey that his mind is telling him is a bad idea and his boner is just going wild about.]

[amurdermostfowl]

[He can't even be mad. He's so into the idea of Noel marking him that pretty much anything else falls to the wayside in his mind, so there's only him adding to the pleasure with his own squirming and sounds]

[plotluck]

[God how is he supposed to resist this at all? Not that... He was trying to in the first place. He licks at the mark, fingers curling against Rowan's skin.] Ah... Rowan... Rowan.

[amurdermostfowl]

[What is shame? No, there's only incoherent begging right now. He was pretty composed even while Noel sucked him off but apparently anything resembling getting fucked is an entirely different matter.]

Please- Noel--

[plotluck]

[This is very gratifying really, and he presses closes, bites Rowan's neck again, panting against his skin as his hips move frantically.] Rowan--I'm close. You feel so good.