Total pages in book: 13
Estimated words: 11683 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 58(@200wpm)___ 47(@250wpm)___ 39(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 11683 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 58(@200wpm)___ 47(@250wpm)___ 39(@300wpm)
As brothers...not more.
My stupid mind is fucking with me.
Tilting my head up, I try to see him in the dark. What would Dex do if he could see the unfiltered desire in my eyes? Would he cast me away or return the look? My fantasies mix with hope that I could make them a reality. Sometimes I'm too much of a dreamer—stuck inside my head wishing for things I'll never have. Like our "when we're rich" game. Mentally buying things that aren't real and never will be.
Andy brings my hand to his mouth, kissing it so sweetly my chest aches. Dex nuzzles his nose against mine. It was something he always did when we were small if I was scared or upset. I yearn for him to press his lips to mine. So much so, I pucker my lips, needing to feel them.
So close.
Lips gently brush over mine. I suck in a sharp breath but don't move away.
"What are you doing?" Andy whispers, his voice curious and a bit shaky.
Dex turns his head and murmurs, "This."
"Oh." Andy laughs. "Carry on then."
I lick my lips in anticipation. This is a dream. Not real. But, when Dex's lips are a breath away from mine again, I decide this is the realest moment in my entire life. Tentatively, I press my lips against his, loving the pillowy firmness of them. A small groan rumbles from his chest, coaxing a sigh from me. My lips part and Dex does the unthinkable. He swipes his tongue over mine. And then he tugs at my bottom lip with his teeth.
The bed moves and then Andy is hovering over us. He blindly touches my head before dipping down. Dex breaks away from my mouth and then Andy's is on mine, tasting the same but somehow still different. His kiss is less gentle and needier. Like if I don't help him satisfy his craving, he'll die. Of course I don't want that. I eagerly meet his kiss, thrashing my tongue against his like I need it just as much.
Dex's lips roam over my cheek and then Andy breaks from our kiss to meet Dex's mouth. I'm achingly hard in my boxers. The things I'm thinking about are twisted as hell, but my brothers don't think I'm fucked up. They're experimenting with me.
Andy pulls back, allowing Dex to kiss me again. Andy, though, trails kisses down the side of my arm and then onto my ribs. I groan, unable to help from flexing my hips against Dex's side.
"You okay?" Andy murmurs.
"Yeah," I choke out.
"Good," he replies. "Lie on your back."
I pause, wondering if I'm dragging them to some unknown realm they don't belong in. But Dex's reassuring kisses have me ignoring my worries and obeying Andy's command. My entire body tenses when he kisses my stomach.
"You both are so damn perfect," Andy complains like he isn't a variation of Dex and me both.
I whimper when his tongue dips into my bellybutton. "Andy..."
Dex swallows my words, his tongue desperately seeking mine. I'm lost to the sensations of both their mouths on me. This is the best damn feeling in the world.
I hope it never ends.
4
Andrew
What are we doing?
It’s so wrong, but the fact all three of us are doing it together somehow makes it feel right. The taste of Nate’s stomach and his lavender scent feels really, really right. And the sound of my two brothers kissing is music to my ears.
Nate’s dick is hard through his boxers. My mouth waters to taste him. I’ve given a few blowjobs in my lifetime—a couple guys from our old high school—but never to my brother. Never have I craved a dick so badly in all my life.
His hips lift when I nuzzle my nose against the fabric, inhaling the smell of him. Nate is just as eager for me to put my mouth on him. Hooking my fingers into his boxers, I slide them down his thighs, shivering at the soft slapping sound of his dick smacking his stomach. He lets out a whimper as soon as my tongue finds his hard flesh. Dex’s resounding groan as he devours Nate’s mouth drives me wild. I grip Nate’s cock and find the tip, running my tongue through the saltiness that leaks there.
“You taste good,” I murmur. “Dex, can I taste you too?”
“Y-Yes,” Dex stammers between kisses. “Please.”
I abandon Nate’s cock to find my other brother in the dark. He lifts his ass, assisting me, as I pull down his shorts. His musk is more of a fresh, clean, soapy scent now since he recently showered. It makes me wonder if he tastes different than our brother. Gripping his shaft, I lick the tip. They taste the same. This makes me smile. Dex groans when I pull away to seek out Nate's dick once more in the dark. Nate's fingers find my head and he caresses me tenderly. I run my tongue down the length of Nate's shaft and then kiss my way back to the tip. His moan is empowering as I take him into my mouth. He bucks his hips up like he doesn't have control over his own body, which makes me gag as his cock presses the back of my throat.