His Big Brother Ch 5

Disclaimer: This story is a work of fiction and all potential resemblances to real people and events is purely coincidental. This story and the characters in it are owned by me and can not be reposted or re-used without my consent under copyright law. All characters in this story are over 18 years old.

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Matt??

"

Julian could not believe it! How could it be Matt who had climbed into bed with him,

who had touched him,

who had made him cum.

"Shhh" Matt hissed as he clamped his hand over Julian's mouth. "Not so loud, kid."

Julien felt the slightly cool metal of Matt's many rings against his warm lips as he opened his mouth to reply. He froze once it dawned on him that he had felt the same sensation when Matt's hands had roamed his body. The thought made him cringe. How had he not realized that something was wrong? He should have realized it wasn't Brayden, Brayden didn't wear rings like Matt! How could he be so stupid!

But then again, he had never imagined it could be anyone other than Brayden. Why should he? Brayden was the only one sneaking into his room at night. And Matt had never...

"Hello, earth to Julian." Matt chuckled, pulling Julian out of his train of thoughts and simultaneously unfreezing his body.

"Matt, what are you.. Why..." Julian stuttered, but he could not seem to form a decent question. His mind was too muddled from the orgasm and the following shock.

"Why am I in your bed?" Matt asked. "Well I had to see what all the fuss was about didn't i?"

Julian just stared at him, eyes wide.

When Matt said nothing more, Julian forced himself to speak.

"W-what?"

Matt gave him the same look he used to give him when they were kids and Julian had asked a ridiculous question, like if the moon was made of cheese. The

how are you this stupid

look as Julian referred to it.

"I mean..." Matt slid his hand to the back of Julian's head as he leaned closer, his breath tickling Julian's ear, sending goosebumps down his neck.

"I had to find out what kind of powers you possess that would make our quarter-neanderthal brother give up pussy for visits to your room."

"W-wha... I don't..." Julian started but mat cut him off with

the look

again.

"How did you know?" Julian asked in a whisper. Suddenly he felt a cold chill run through his body. If Matt had found out, had anyone else? Who else knew?

"Mom told me." Matt shrugged.

"She WHA-?!"

Once again Matt's hand clamped over Julian's mouth, stifling him mid shout. His eyes twinkled in the light of the moon. There was a wicked glint in them as he spoke.

"

Jesus Christ

, calm down, I'm just fucking with you." Matt hissed and glanced towards the door. Julian suddenly remembered that their entire family was asleep just across the hall.

Matt continued.

"I was outside in the backyard late a few nights ago smoking wee... I mean reading," He gave Julian a knowing wink before continuing. "And your window was open, and i heard all the filth little sounds you two made, it confirmed my suspicions."

"Suspicions?" Julian gasped, his voice still muffled by Matt's hand.

"You didn't think you were being discrete did you?" Matt asked, removing his hand.

Julian licked his lips, tracing where Matt's fingers had been.

"You two always sneaking off after one another when you thought no one was looking, you always returning with a fresh blush, mussed up hair and unable to look any of us in the eye afterwards."

At this Matt ruffled Julian's hair. Julian, trained by years of this gesture, instinctively shoved his hand away.

"Brayden not-so-subtly adjusting himself every time you bent down to get something or reached up high, your shirt exposing this tempting bit of flesh here."

Matt's hand disappeared under the comforter and softly caressed the line of flesh above the waist of Julian's still soiled underwear. Soft goosebumps erupted in the wake of the still cold metal of Matt's rings.

"So after my suspicions were peaked, all I had to do was give Brayden half a joint and a couple of beers before he opened up like a waterfall, showing me the pictures and videos on his phone that were beyond anything I could have imagined."

Matt's hand was now softly tracing the lines of Julian's back, a gesture Julian found to have a somewhat soothing effect. It was almost distraction enough that Julian missed the words.

Almost.

Brayden had shown someone the pictures and videos.

And not just someone, their

brother.

After he had promised not to. After everything Julian had endured to make sure no one would ever know, Brayden had given it all up for half a joint and a couple of beers. If it had taken this little effort to divulge their secret to

their own brother

, how easily had he given it up without Julian's knowledge. Who else knew? Did everyone?

"I didn't want to. He made me." Julian's voice was barely above a whisper when he finally spoke.

"Really?" Matt challenged. "It didn't particularly look like it in the videos. And Brayden told me that it was you who seduced him, prancing around in tight costumes and begging him to teach you a lesson."

"That's not how it happened!

He

attacked

me

. I begged him to stop!"

Julian felt tears gathering in his eyes. This was all too much.

"Like you begged me to stop tonight?" Matt's voice was low.

Julian didn't reply, only closed his eyes, forcing the tears back. He didn't open them until he felt Matt move beside him, and when he did Matt had shifted his weight so that he loomed over Julian, propping himself up and caging Julian in with his arms.

Julian looked up at his brother. Matt's dark curls were falling in his eyes but his gaze was still so intense that Julian had to look away.

Julian felt a flush creep up his neck. He suddenly became very aware of the fact that Matt was only wearing boxers. His eyes flicked to the dark swirls of Matt's tattoos. it was too dark to make out the design of each, but Matt knew them by heart. He had secretly spent hours tracing them with his eyes every time Matt had walked around shirtless in the summer or fallen asleep in just his sweatpants on the couch.

Julian had told himself that it was because he admired them, but as he felt a stirring in his underwear he began to realize that perhaps it hadn't been the tattoos he had admired as much as the man who bore them.

Julian tore his eyes away from his brother's body and back to his face. Matt's eyebrows were raised and Julian suddenly realized he hadn't answered his question.

"I- I didn't..." Julian started to stutter as he looked away, but Matt cut him off as he leant down til his lips brushed Julian's ear.

"Even if you did ask him to stop, you didn't mean it did you?"

Matt placed a soft kiss below Julian's right ear. Julian felt his breath hitch.

"You wanted him to take you."

Matt shifted to place a kiss under Julian's left ear, sending a shiver through Julian.

"To dominate you"

This time Matt's lips landed on Julian's neck

"You wanted him to touch you, to fuck you, to use you, didn't you?"

Julian had tried to ignore the pooling of warmth in his groin, but as Matt leaned down to place yet another kiss on his neck, he could no longer suppress the groan that left him.

"Didn't you?"

Matt reached up to cradle Julian's jaw, gently forcing him to face him.

"N-no" Julian's voice was barely a whisper as he looked into Matt's dark eyes. He hoped it was dark enough to hide the flush of his face.

"Right, just like you don't want me to touch you right now?"

Julian didn't have a chance to respond before he felt Matt's large hand grope his half hard cock over his underwear.

"Hard already I see" Matt chuckled, giving Julian's cock a squeeze.

A whimper left Julian before he had time to hold it back.

"I assume you don't want this either then?" Matt teased as his hand dipped below the waistband of Julian's underwear, grabbing his cock and giving it a languish tug.

Julian couldn't help but thrust into the action, even as his cheeks burned with shame. He flung an arm over his face to hide it, hiding himself from the intensity of Matt's eyes as he continued to stare down on him.

Matt chuckled again.

Then his other hand gathered both of Julian's wrist in his much larger hand and pinned them over Julian's head away from his face. Julian closed his eyes instead.

"And you would absolutely not want me to do this either?" Matt asked as he started to jerk Julian's cock.

Despite having orgasmed relatively recently, Julian had no problem getting hard again and within seconds he was at full mast. He couldn't help the desperate sobs that left his mouth as Matt squeezed his cock a bit too hard. His brain could hardly keep up with Matt's questions, all his attention focused on the feeling of Matt's warm hand on his sensitive cock.

"You're not answering me." Matt scolded.

Julian couldn't reply. He also knew that he didn't have to. He knew that Matt already knew the same thing that Julian's body had known for weeks, what he had refused to let himself admit. So instead he kept his mouth shut, only letting whimpers escape him as Matt continued to jerk him off.

Julian could feel the pressure building inside him as Matt's hand kept fondling him, alternating between tugging and jerking, using the copious amounts of precum Julian was now producing as lube.

Still, Matt didn't pick up the pace but continued at his leisure, which was slow enough to force Julian to lift his hips in a desperate chase for more friction. This made Matt slow down even more, until he was merely holding onto Julian's dick, forcing him to thrust into Matt's hand himself.

Julian didn't even hesitate. His body would not let him. Not now.

As he thrust his hips desperately he felt his balls tightening, preparing for release, but just as he was about to cum, Matt let him go, releasing his cock but keeping his wrists pinned.

The loss of contact was enough for Julian to let out a gargled yelp.

"Yeah, no, you're right. You totally don't want this. My bad."

Julian opened his eyes to look up at Matt staring down at him with a challenge on his face.

"Wh- what?" Julian could hardly get the words out, his brain muddled from the near orgasm he had just been deprived of.

"You're right. You don't want this. Brayden and I are both forcing you, and that's not right."

The words coming out of Matt's mouth didn't match the expression on his face. His eyes were still glinting with pleasure and his expression was pure smug. He gave Julian's wrists a squeeze

"But-" Julian looked down the comforter his cock was straining against. He could see how hard he was even with the fabric covering him. Not that he needed to, he could feel the throbbing of his cock like a second heartbeat.

"Or did you want me to finish?" Matt teased.

Julian knew what his brother was doing, he was forcing his hand. Admitting to enjoying this would be admitting to enjoying everything. Julian wasn't ready to do so. He needed the lie that he was being forced every time. Without it he didn't know what to make of himself.

A gay guy enjoying being fucked by his brothers?

He wasn't ready for that.

This was all just a game for Matt at this point, and Julian wasn't even ready to admit to being a player. He said nothing, letting his eyes do the pleading for him. He tugged weakly at his wrists but Matt's grip was stronger than him.

"No?" Matt was still smirking.

Julian felt tears prickle in the corner of his eyes. His cock was aching for release, but he couldn't bring himself to say the words. His entire body felt as if it was burning.

After a few painful seconds of silence where Julian's cock throbbed with need, Matt took pity on him.

"Okay, i'll make a deal with you. You can avoid answering, for now, and I'll release your hands so that you can jerk yourself off instead. My wrist was getting sore anyway, two hadjobs in one night is a lot to give for a guy who usually just receives them."

Matt gave him a wink.

"Deal?"

Julian gave a small nod. He had no other choice. His cock was so hard it was actually painful. He needed to get off, but he couldn't admit to wanting Matt to do it for him, so he would settle for doing it himself, in the privacy of his own bedroom, up til recently that had been how he had always done it.

Matt smiled at Julian and let his hands go.

"Okay then, go ahead."

Matt threw the covers aside, exposing Julian's entire body to the pale light from the window for the first time that night.

Instinctively Julian's hands threw to shield his wet, hard cock from view where it poked out of his underwear. Being on display like this was still wildly uncomfortable, even if he knew deep down that Matt had already seen him in much more compromising positions than this one thanks to the pictures and videos on Brayden's phone. Matt must have been thinking the same thing.

"Really kid? Modesty? I think the time for that is over." Matt gave him another wink. "Get on with it, we don't have all night."

Julian felt a fresh blush burning in his cheeks.

"you- you're not gonna leave?" He stuttered. It was one thing jerking off alone, but with Matt here?

Matt arched an eyebrow.

"Why would I leave?"

Julian gaped at him. He didn't know if he could jerk himself off in front of his brother, even if he knew that his brother had been jerking him himself just a few moments ago. Julian felt his chest tighten and his entire body flush with shame.

Somehow, this felt, in this moment, even more humiliating than anything Brayden had made him do. At least with Brayden, Julian had been forced, it hadn't been his choice, but Brayden's; and everything he had done on his own volition had been under threat of violence or blackmail.

There was no threat this time, only the throbbing of his own cock and the wild desire that curled in his stomach. He had done much worse, maybe he could do this too.

Matt had now leaned back onto his side, propping his head up with his arm. He gave Julian a nod, urging him on.

Julian looked away and tentatively grabbed his own cock. Instantly he shuddered at the contact, his hand wasn't as big and warm as Matt's, but it was familiar.

Julian closed his eyes and gave a tug. his hips buckled instantly and a moan escaped him.

"No, no," Matt grabbed his wrist to stop him. "Eyes open. I want you to look at me."

Julian reluctantly opened his eyes, but it wasn't until he met his brother's gaze that Matt let his wrist go again. Julian could see the huge pupils of Matt's eyes even in the dim light. He hadn't known he could flush any more than he already had, but somehow his body surprised him as he felt warm all over. His chest felt tight with need.

This was a level of intimacy Julian had never experienced before, staring into his oldest brother's eyes as he slowly wrapped his own hand around his cock again. Most of the precum from earlier had dried and Julian winced as he felt the rough drag of skin against sensitive skin, his eyes flew down to his crotch.

"Is it dry?" Matt's voice was a whisper beside him.

Julian nodded.

"Here." Matt once again took a hold of Julian's wrist, bringing his hand up to his mouth, where he gave it a long wet lick, pressing his warm tongue against Julian's palm, keeping eye contact the entire time.

Julian moaned softly as he felt his brothers spit mix with the precum and sweat on Julian's palm.

Matt gave him another nod, urging him to go ahead.

"Try now."

As Julian's hand returned to his cock he instantly felt the improvement. Lubricated by Matt's saliva he resumed jerking himself off and with every movement of his wrist a new jolt of pleasure spread from his cock to his stomach, filling him with the warm, fuzzy feeling he now knew so well.

"Better?"

"Yes" His own voice was barely audible in the quiet room, the only sounds being their own breathing and the sound of Julian jerking himself off with his brother's saliva.

"Good, now look at me"

Julian's eyes returned to his brother as he continued to jerk himself off. He could feel the pressure building and as he ran his thumb across the head of his cock he let out another soft moan.

The sound made Matt's eyes twinkle in the dark.

The entire night Julian hadn't gotten a good look at Matt, only snippets, not the entire man. But now, his brother lay sprawled on his side before him illuminated by the dim light of the window, he could see him clearly.

In the time since Matt had moved out he had not only gotten what their mother called a criminal amount of tattoos, he had also filled out a bit. He was still tall and lanky, but the muscles of his chest and abs were now more defined. His chest was still hairless, but a snail trail snaked its way down from his navel, disappearing below the edge of Matt's underwear.

As Julian's eyes followed it, he suddenly let out a gasp.

Matt followed his eyes and let out a chuckle.

Matt was hard, his cock straining against his underwear. And based on what Julian could see, he was very large, larger even than Brayden. Julian swallowed instinctively.

"You didn't think you were the only one getting off on this were you?"

Julian didn't reply. For some reason the thought that Matt also enjoyed this hadn't struck him. He had thought of this as more of a game from Matt's side, another method of fucking with his little brother. The thought of Matt doing this because he enjoyed it hadn't even crossed his mind. but the evidence was hard to ignore.

"Do you wanna see?" Matt's voice was rough as he spoke, drawing Julian's attention back to the bulge in Matt's underwear.

The whimper that left Julian was all the confirmation Matt needed. He pushed down his own underwear until his cock sprang free.

Julian was right, it was big. Matt's cock was almost as thick as Brayden's, but longer, much longer than anything Julian had imagined. The head was almost purple, and glistening with precum as Matt swiped his thumb over it. Julian licked his lips. The fact that it looked this large, even in Matt's own large hands, made Julian's stomach growl. He realised with a flash that in the genetic lottery, he really had lost to both his brothers. His own cock looked minuscule in comparison.

"Does it turn you on? Seeing what you're doing to me?"

Julian didn't respond, his eyes were transfixed on Matt's cock, and the way Matt's hand was moving up and down in long strokes.

"it turns me on. Watching you."

Julian had almost forgotten his own cock, his hand having stilled. But at Matt's words his hand started moving again, mirroring what Matt was doing to his own cock.

Matt shifted closer. Julian could feel the warmth of his body next to him, and Matt's warm breath, but they weren't touching. Instead they just lay next to each other, watching each other as they both jerked themselves off.

The room was soon filled with panting and soft moans as both boys got closer. Julian felt the long awaited tension in his stomach building for what felt like the tenth time this night, and this time he let the feeling of release wash over him as he came with a high pitched groan.

Cum spilled in spurts from his aching cock, hitting his own stomach as he kept jerking himself, pulling out every last bit of cum. His back arched and he couldn't help but close his eyes as he kept on cumming, the orgasm washing over him, leaving him panting and depleted.

Julian heard a deep groan beside him, and looked over just in time to see Matt finish, cum spilling onto the mattress between them and some of it even landing on Julian's own stomach in long thick ropes.

Julian watched as Matt's entire body shuddered from the orgasm, slumping over on his back as he finished, all the tension in his body disappearing at once. Julian watched as Matt laid like that for a while, his eyes closed, lips parted and chest rising with every breath until eventually Matt turned his head and looked back at him.