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Subject: The Harding Brothers - Chapter 7 - Cabin Trip Continued CHAPTER 7 -- CABIN TRIP CONTINUED Robby found himself roused from sleep in a hazy state. He was so confused he could hardly think of where he was. It started to come to him, ever so slowly, as he gained consciousness. The cabin....they'd arrived the night before....Dad had left....Josh? Josh. Josh's birthday.... As he continued to awaken little by little, he began to realize that he wasn't waking up in the small bedroom that he had shared with his younger brother over the years. He must have fallen asleep on the couch. He also started to realize that whatever had woken him from a dead, half-drunken sleep - it wasn't his alarm. It wasn't the sun; those rays had not yet reached enough height to beam through the big cottage windows. It wasn't even a natural waking feeling after a full and complete night's rest. It was something else; an unfamiliar warmth, a nerve shaking pleasure. Robby's eyes began to blink open, only slit-wide, as he began to register the sight in front of him. ***** The night before, Josh and Robby had laid on the dock far longer than they'd ever intended. Both boys - recovering from both alcohol consumption and orgasm - took 15 minutes to speak, let alone move. Josh's head rested on Robby's thigh, with Robby's hand against the side of his brother's head. Robby, for one, felt suddenly and startlingly sober, although he could recognize that the amount of alcohol he'd consumed would definitely have an effect come morning time. Josh's head was swimming. What he'd just done was so...direct. It was not as piecemeal or as sudden as anything he had done up until now. He had given Robby a blowjob. He had sucked his big brother's big cock, to full, total completion. And while he certainly felt self-conscious about it, he didn't regret it. In fact, he felt a swollen pride in what he'd just done. Robby realized that - despite his guilt about what he'd just urged his brother to do (on Josh's BIRTHDAY no less) - he wasn't compelled to flee. Perhaps due to the fact that they were literally stranded, Robby still felt somewhat content, and he didn't feel the least bit like spiraling. The thought did come to mind that it was now officially Josh's birthday. He had just cum down his brother's throat. On his fifteenth birthday. The thought made Robby squirm a bit, forcing Josh to lift his head and look up at him. Robby connected his gaze, and felt a sudden need to speak: *quot;Um...I'm hungry. You?*quot; Josh grinned huge, and nodded. *quot;Yep,*quot; Josh admitted, and scrambled to his feet, pulling Robby up by the arm. Robby followed his younger, eager brother, both of them naked as the days they were born. They made their way back up the hill, to the cabin, Josh's hand gripping his brother's forearm. Neither of them was quite bold enough to let their hands slip together to walk hand-in-hand, but they definitely both thought about it. Once back indoors, Robby immediately dipped into the small bedroom. Taking this moment to himself, he couldn't help but feel emotional about what had just happened on the dock, and throughout the evening. He willed himself not to cry, or really show any emotion at all, and finally took the opportunity to pull on sweatpants and a long sleeve t-shirt, still barefoot. When he emerged from the bedroom, Robby stood and froze, stunned at the sight before him. Josh hadn't bothered to put on a stitch of clothing, and was clanging around the kitchen. Robby knew his brother must have still been a little drunk. But even by Josh's standards, scrambling around the kitchen butt-ass naked, was a lot to take in. Robby approached as far as the kitchen island, and extended his hands out to rest on it. He watched as Josh pulled together a ridiculous buffet of teenage snack favorites: pop tarts, chips and dip and pizza pockets. Robby cringed at the unhealthiness, but grabbed the plate and brought it over to the living room. Settling onto the couch, Robby placed the gigantic plate of food on the coffee table, then leaned back and stretched out his legs. Josh, still stark naked, grabbed the remote and plopped next to his brother. He clicked the small cabin TV on to whatever late night show was playing at the time. They sat and ate mostly in silence, the only sound aside from the TV the muted chirp of the cicadas outside. At one point, Josh laughed at one of the jokes told by the late show host, and with a full-toothed grin, he turned to his brother, only to find Robby fast asleep. His full head of dark brown hair laid against the back of the sofa; his thick lips slightly agape and turned upward; his thick, strong arms still folded across his broad, shirt-clad chest. Josh sighed. He smiled slightly, knowing it was exactly like his brother to fall asleep this way, despite Josh's own unspoken hope that they would have 'stayed up all night', talking, or...whatever else. Nevertheless, Josh decided to take some small advantage of the situation. Abandoning the food, he leaned back and sideways, into his brother's body, gently snuggling into that sleeping lug. Josh watched the final fifteen minutes of the late night show. When it ended, he picked up the remote and clicked off the TV. He sighed and glanced at Robby, resigning himself to the fact that the night was probably over. Josh clamored up off the couch, and carefully swung his arms under Robby's legs, working to gently maneuver his brother into a more laid-down position on the couch. He knew he could have woken him up, convinced him to move into the bedroom, but, Josh felt like maybe he'd taken enough for one night. Maybe this was for the best. Robby stirred only slightly as Josh moved his brother's heavy body into a comfortable, natural position. Then Josh stood erect, and watched as Robby stretched and grunted in his well-earned sleep, before settling into an even more cozy position, one arm up above his head, and the other laying on his chest. Josh looked down, smirked, and felt overcome by a sense of relief. Robby was okay. Robby was good. Robby was BACK. Josh shook off the feeling before it washed over him too strongly. Then, the younger Harding brother dipped into the small bedroom. He tugged on his black nylon gym shorts that he'd discarded earlier, and hauled a single mattress off of one of the beds. Knowing Robby was sleeping like a log, he didn't worry too much about the noise. He dragged the mattress into the living room and plopped it down right next to the couch where Robby slumbered. Opening up the crate that stored the blankets, Josh took one and laid it out over his brother, and then took another for himself. Crossing the room, Josh switched off the last remaining light. He nudged a pillow out from under his brother's big bare feet, and laid his head down on it on the mattress, pulling the blanket over himself. Josh rolled onto his side, and watched his brother sleep for several minutes , before he finally drifted off into sleep himself. ***** It took Robby several minutes to move from full sleep, through a fluttering sense of confused, sleepy arousal, until finally his eyes opened fully. His brain registered one word: 'Josh.' Robby cast his fresh, hazy gaze downward between his legs, to see Josh on his knees. Robby's sweats had been hastily dragged down, hooked underneath his balls; his long-sleeve t-shirt pushed up to the deep, bottom seam of his pecs, exposing his furry abs. Robby's cock was rock hard. And slick. And hot and throbbing. And it was deep in his younger brother's eager mouth. When Robby opened his mouth to remark on what he saw, nothing came out; he could only manage a sharp breath, and then a deep groan. He watched as Josh pulled his cock from his mouth, and ducked his head lower, lapping at the inside of Robby's thighs, and at his swollen balls. Again, Robby tried to speak, but felt only a laboured, pitched moan escape his lips. *quot;Oohhhhh*quot; Robby's head fell back against the couch. And without much thought, his hand extended to touch Josh's face. As Robby's breathing increased, he felt his brother's hand take his own, and pull it onto the back of his head. There was no urge to push, but just some feeling like that was where it was supposed to be. Robby opened his eyes again, and stared back down. Now he was fully lucid. He fully registered that his brother appeared to be completely naked. Perhaps he had always been? Josh was kneeling, perched on a mattress that wasn't usually there. He must have brought it in from the bedroom. Robby followed his view down Josh's body, over his naked back, his slim, round ass sticking up behind him. Robby cooed, and scratched his thick fingertips through Josh's hair, massaging the scalp, signaling his pleasure. Josh was taking longer licks from Robby's balls, up his shaft, taking time to emphasize the size of his big brother's extraordinary member. The dramatic nature of the act finally made Robby break his silence: *quot;Oh...fuck Josh....fuck....Dad will....he'll....he'll be back....oh my god ....fuck.....bro ....I'm so hard...*quot; Josh reacted immediately, with a huge grin curling at the corners of his shaft-stretched mouth. The younger brother pulled off with a sloppy pop, and encouraged his brother with a lurid tone, *quot;Mmmmmm I SEE that...*quot; Josh immediately curled his tongue around the knob of his brother's cock, and pulled it past his lips, back into his mouth. Josh cupped and rolled Robby's big swollen balls in his left hand; his right squeezing the base while he pursed his lips over his brother's thick bellend. Robby, now fully awake and fully aware, started to feel increasingly overwhelmed. Panting, he fought for the control he would naturally want to exhibit over the situation, and quickly lost the battle. Again, he let his head fall back against the couch, and caressed his younger brother's scalp with his fingertips. *quot;Ohhhh gawwwwd, JOSH.....*quot; For his part, Josh was so entirely excited. Both of his hands, along with his mouht, were devoted to Robby's pleasure. Even though Josh's cock was out, hard, and untouched, it jutted up from between his legs, bobbing in-time with his beating heart and overstimulated pulse. Josh felt like he was bringing Robby towards orgasm quicker than he had done yet. Slurping up and down on the big bro dick, he finally slid his right hand down to stroke his own aching cock. He bobbed deeper, and faster, on Robby's dick, matching his stroke pace to his suck pace. The increased speed had an immediate effect on Robby, who suddenly reached up and behind his head, gripping the back of the couch with a gasp. Something within him forced him to thrust up to meet his brother's mouth, a move that only further encouraged Josh's own movements. Nevertheless, Josh felt a familiar resistance in his throat. Not to be dissuaded, Josh swallowed hard against any urge to repel the swollen knob in his gullet. He went DEEP, choking, gagging, but never pulling off. Robby felt Josh's throat churn on his cock as he watched his brother's lips extend nearly to his pubes. Josh's eyes clenched and watered. Robby could do nothing but feel his own breathing catch, and scratch his brother's head. Even for Robby, he was too far gone to be conscious of his brother's comfort. He felt his hips pump involuntarily, listening to the sound of Josh's gurgling throat choking back his cock. Josh was fighting his own body's instincts in full pursuit of his brother's orgasm. He knew he was probably going overboard, but fuck if it didn't still turn him on just as much. Robby was making noises Josh had never heard before, and he was becoming addicted to hearing what OTHER sounds he could cause Robby to make. The gasps. The moans. The YELPS. Josh couldn't help himself. Finally, Josh choked one final time, and had no choice but to pull himself off of his brother's massive dick. His eager mouth let out a stream of syrupy, slobbery drool, which ran down Robby's glistening cock. Watching his brother pant and recover, Robby's şişli travesti eyes shot open. *quot;Oh my GOD. Bro....JOSH!*quot; Robby thought his brother was taking a much-needed break. But he couldn't have been more wrong. As it turned out, it was but a completely necessary respite. Not five seconds later, Josh lunged back down, taking Robby's cock as deep into his throat as he could muster, his smooth jaw disjointed, his smooth, pointy chin STABBING down between Robby's base and sac. Robby threw his head back and yelled *quot;AH FUCKKK*quot; with none of his usual self-consciousness, bellowing deep and loud to echo through the cabin. In response, Josh sucked like a starved maniac. Cheeks sucked tight, slamming his mouth up and down his brother's stiff, pulsing rod. When Robby finally looked down, he was met with the sight of his younger brother, sucking furiously, and staring up at him with total devotion. Josh's eyes practically begged. The sight alone sent shivers through Robby's body, and made his balls contract. Josh felt what was now a fairly familiar feeling. He felt Robby's cock expand in his mouth. Josh increased his own stroking on his cock, and began to moan and whimper on his brother's cock. He doubled down his sucking efforts. His hands clenched tighter, in unison, on both their cocks, seeking a desperate and mutual release. He was determined to unload his own wad as his brother's nut hit the back of his throat. Robby gripped Josh's head hard as he involuntarily let go. *quot;JOSSSSSHHHHHHHH*quot; Josh felt Robby's cock SURGE. He slammed his face down, taking as much cock as he could. And he felt it. Robby exploded. Jet after jet of hot cum spraying into the back of his throat. Robby's head fell back against the couch one final time. His hand gripped the base of his brother's skull tightly. At first, Robby was breathless, unable to make a sound. But finally, his sound came out uncontrollably, in unintelligible grunts and groans and breathy exhalations. He could FEEL Josh swallowing. Finally, Robby looked down to see Josh retreat, nursing on the knob of his cock, slowly milking his shaft with his fist. Josh never let a drop escape his lips. After two full minutes, Robby, still panting, spoke. *quot;Fuck...Josh....*quot; Josh grinned up, his mouth still stuffed full with his big brother's cock. Robby spoke meekly, almost in a whimper, *quot;Josh...dude....you gotta stop....Dad....he could be back...any....MINUTE.*quot; Josh pulled his mouth off of the spongy cockhead, and lapped his lips in satisfaction. He hopped up from his knees, allowing Robby to see his dripping, bouncing dick standing out from his crotch, his little shorts wadded up under his smooth balls. Josh quickly popped them up to hide his cock away, but the shorts left absolutely nothing to the imagination. Robby took the opportunity to hook his still half-hard dick back into his sweatpants. For a brief moment he reflected on how many times he had orgasmed over the course of the past 18 hours. He was NOT used to cumming or even being hard so frequently, and his cock and balls were starting to ache. Despite his words of panic, he couldn't bring himself to move with any sense of urgency, feeling sunken into the couch where his brother had just woken him with a furious blowjob. Robby watched Josh move across the room, his tight stretchy shorts showing off every curve and bulge of his growing body. Josh had not yet spoken a word. He had a sly, confident smirk on his face as he made his way over to the fridge. He knew his brother was watching him. He also knew what he'd just done. And he felt suddenly very strong, powerful, and oddly, equal to his brother. ***** When Josh awakened that morning, laid on the mattress on the floor of the living room, covered only by his shorts and a thin blanket, Robby was the first thing he saw. Specifically, Robby's big bare foot, right next to his face. Josh had seen his brother sleep this way before. He knew his brother ran hot. He would kick the blankets off in his sleep, and hook one leg over the edge of the bed. Normally, his foot would just hang, but given he was on the couch, and the mattress was pushed flush up against it on the floor, Robby's foot rested on the edge of Josh's pillow. As Josh woke from sleep, he stared at Robby's foot. He studied it. At this point, he felt very familiar with every inch of his brother's body - almost every inch - to the point where he felt he could pick him out in a lineup. Robby's feet were like the rest of him: solid, strong, manly, and clean. Josh admired how neatly his brother kept his toenails clipped. He could make out different muscles and ligaments. Their trips down the dock the night before meant the only scent emanating from his brother's foot was that of the lake water. Sleepily, Josh brought one hand out from under the blanket, and gently rested it on top of Robby's foot. He was careful not to make any tickling motion. Under the blanket, Josh gripped his morning wood through his shorts. He didn't know why, but touching Robby's foot made him immediately horny. His teenaged morning wood throbbed and surged against his palm through the fabric as he softly, curiously felt and inspected his sleeping brother's foot in such a strangely intimate manner. Just gripping, not even rubbing, Josh felt the urge for more. Just barely nudging himself forward on his pillow, Josh moved his face closer. Closing his eyes, he extended his tongue and licked Robby from his ankle bone, slowly dragging his tongue along, over the top of his foot, across each toe bone. His tongue met his big brother's big toenail. Josh felt his cock nearly boil over right there, as he felt an overwhelming desire come over him. Just as he opened his mouth with every intention to suck Robby's big toe into his mouth, he felt his brother flinch hard, kicking Josh's face away, grunting, and bringing his foot back up onto the couch. Josh was startled. Not so much from being kicked, but from catching himself doing something so.. weird. Sure, now he had sucked his brother's cock multiple times. But licking his FOOT? Sucking his TOES? *quot;What the fuck is WRONG with me?*quot; Josh thought to himself briefly. Josh slipped his hand back inside his shorts, and squeezed his fist around his hard cock. He gazed at his sleeping brother. Robby's face was turned towards him. His hair fell over his forehead in elegant, curly strands. His long dark eyelashes were still and pronounced. His big bottom lip, which Josh had now sucked on several times, was red and glistening slightly. Josh's eyes travelled down over his brother's chest, rising and falling in his t-shirt. He gazed lower where the shirt was pulled up ever so slightly, revealing an inch of furry skin above the waistband of Robby's dark grey sweats. And then Josh saw the unmistakable outline of his brother's cock in his sweatpants. It was still pulled down towards his knees, but there was no question. It was hard. Josh felt excitement grow in his chest. Was it hard? THAT hard? Before Josh had touched his foot? And just then, sitting up on the mattress, gawking at his brother while squeezing his own dick, and still recovering from the fear of being caught in his lewd and kinky act, it dawned on Josh: it was his birthday. The actual day. He was 15! This was HIS day. With some resolve, Josh steeled himself, and crept closer to the couch, letting the blanket fall off of him. He gripped Robby's waistband, pulling it down just enough that he could reach in, and fish out that big cock. And without another moment's thought, Josh leaned in, and put it in his mouth. He started sucking. He wondered how long it might take Robby to wake up. Or if he'd wake up at all. But those thoughts quickly left his head as he felt the cock grow and harden in his mouth. Josh lost himself in the enjoyment of sucking on the expanding member, until he finally realized, after a few minutes, that Robby was waking up. He felt his brother's hand land on the back of his head, and he looked up, seeing his eyes just barely open. Josh smiled contentedly and continued to suck. He reached down and hooked his shorts down under his balls, and moaned as he felt his aching cock bounce free. ***** Josh pulled a jug of iced tea out of the refrigerator and poured himself a glass. He raised his eyebrows and gestured towards Robby, essentially asking if he wanted any. Robby cleared his throat, and shook his head no. Josh then brought the jug over to the bar area. He uncapped the bottle of whiskey that they had been drinking from the night before, and bringing his eyes level with the bottle, slowly poured iced tea into the bottle. Robby watched Josh's meticulous work. The colours matched almost perfectly. He watched as Josh sorted out how much to add. He noticed that he didn't fill it right back up to where they had found it, but somewhere in between. Smart, he thought. That way if their Dad wanted a drink, he wouldn't notice that the whiskey had been essentially swapped out for iced tea. Satisfied with his work, Josh returned the iced tea to the fridge and the whiskey bottle to its spot on the bar. He walked back over towards the couch. Robby watched, noticing his brother's cock bouncing around in his shorts. When Josh went to bend down a couple feet from him, Robby felt a surge of heat in his chest, as it seemed his brother was leaning into him. For a kiss? But then Josh looked at him, gripped the edge of the mattress, smiled and patted him on the leg. *quot;Oh...sorry.*quot; And Robby lifted his feet off of the mattress, letting Josh slide it out. Josh grinned at his brother as he dragged the mattress backwards, before lifting it up and pulling it through the doorway of their bedroom. Robby heard him clunk the mattress back down on one of their beds. Finally, Josh re-emerged, and glanced around the inside of the cabin. He rested his hands on his hips, and leaned against the bedroom doorframe. He let out a satisfied sigh. It sounded somewhat suggestive, and almost sad. Robby watched on, still not saying anything, as Josh's shoulders slumped a bit, and he shuffled his feet into the kitchen. Josh popped two toaster strudels into the toaster and stood with his hands on the counter, looking down, pensively. Josh mumbled out, in a sad tone of voice, *quot;You hungry?*quot; It shook Robby out of his haze. *quot;Huh? Oh...shit, Josh....you shouldn't be making ME breakfast. It's your fuckin' birthday!*quot; Robby pulled himself off the couch, slowly, stretching out a bit. *quot;How's it feel to be 15?*quot; Robby felt himself blushing at his chosen words, after they'd just....but neither brother acknowledged what had happened the night before, or just five minutes earlier, at all. *quot;It feels....okay. I wanna....I....I dunno.*quot; And Josh let out another heavy sigh, staring down at the toaster. Robby approached the kitchen island tentatively. He looked at Josh, cleared his throat, and tried to speak in as normal a tone of voice as he could access. *quot;What's....what's up bud?*quot; Josh sighed once more and looked up, meeting his brother's eyes. He smiled, crooked. *quot;Well, first off. I LOVE my present....*quot; To Robby's surprise, Josh slid his hand across the island and over on top of Robby's. *quot;I....*quot; Josh grabbed hold of Robby's hand, and started to pull him around the island, close to himself. *quot;I really do love it. You're the best big bro....*quot; And Josh's voice turned to a whisper, *quot;....ever....*quot; Robby stared down and watched as his brother leaned up. Robby knew it was coming just a second before, as Josh's lips met his own, and he gave him a slow, brief, but very intense tongue kiss. Robby felt Josh's hands rubbing up and down his arms, as the kiss elongated, and he began to reciprocate. Robby's hands moved to Josh's arms, squeezed, and about 30 seconds into the kiss, he gently nudged his brother backward, ending the kiss. *quot;Josh....I...um....I just...*quot; Josh's face fell quickly, and he turned his eyes away in sudden embarrassment. Conveniently, the toaster popped, and Josh beylikdüzü travesti quickly grabbed the toaster strudels, burning his fingers, cursing, *quot;Fuck! OWWHH!*quot; Robby filled the awkward gap for his overreacting younger brother, *quot;Fuck dude, I'm SORRY. I'm just REALLY worried about Dad getting home...and...and...and seeing SOMETHING.*quot; Josh set the pastries on two plates, sliding one in front of his brother. Not looking up, he mumbled out softly, and with a noticeable tone of resentment, *quot;I wish Dad wouldn't even come back at all...*quot; Josh tore open the icing packages, and began to squeeze some out onto his toaster strudel. He grinned and looked up at Robby. *quot;Remind you of anything?*quot; Robby's eyes bulged and he felt a sick feeling, but he chuckled out, nervously, *quot;Fuck you're gross dude....*quot; The boys stood at the island, and began eating in relative silence. After a couple minutes, Robby broke the ice. *quot;Josh?*quot; Josh, having wolfed down his pastry, responded with his mouth full, wiping his mouth with the back of his arm. *quot;What?*quot; Robby stared, carefully mulling his words. Josh turned and washed his plate in the sink, waiting for Robby's follow up. *quot;Um...did...did I...like....make you? Do....any of that?*quot; Josh turned off the tap, turning to look at his brother as he continued to choke out labored words. *quot;Like...did you...feel like...you...HAD to?*quot; The look on Josh's face expressed a weird confusion, closer to incredulity. Almost anger. Robby continued, *quot;I just....I'm your big brother, I shouldn't like....take advantage....like that....*quot; Robby squeezed his eyes shut, and hung his head. *quot;FUCK.*quot; He brought one large palm up and smacked himself hard in the forehead before leaving his head in his hand, breathing a bit heavy. Josh's look softened. *quot;Um, Robby...have you EVER been able to MAKE me do ANYTHING?*quot; Robby's eyes opened, absorbing the response, but not yet looking at Josh as he continued. *quot;Are you serious? Do you think that?*quot; Robby felt his brother move closer to him, and then he felt his arms wrap around him, giving him a close, affectionate hug. In a hushed tone, and with uncharacteristic sincerity and maturity, Josh said, *quot;I love you, Robby.*quot; After a minute, Robby's tense shoulders slumped, and he returned the hug, bringing his hands to Josh's naked back, and squeezed his little brother tightly. Feeling this, Josh squeezed even tighter, before eventually letting go. Pulling back a few inches so that he could look his brother in the eye, Josh looked up and said, *quot;Robby?*quot; *quot;Yeah?*quot; Taking another step back, Josh let one of his hands drop between them, and with no warning, brought it to Robby's crotch, cupping his heavy balls in his sweatpants. Robby gasped, holding eye contact with his brother. Josh very softly, and gently, began caressing Robby's package through the sweats, using his thumb to flick his cock back and forth. Josh looked down, watching the wad move around in his hand through the fabric. He felt his own cock chubbing back up again. *quot;You look really, REALLY hot in these sweatpants, bro....*quot; Josh smirked, disarmingly. Hearing those words, Robby felt his mouth go dry. He could not believe, the way that Josh could turn on so quickly. And hell, the sheer confidence that he exuded, was almost more than he could comprehend. Robby reached one hand out to brace against the island countertop, gripping his fingers against the edge. His other hand raised, instinctively wanting to reach out and stop Josh from doing what he was doing. But Robby felt himself hold back from that instinct, and instead his hand stayed suspended in the air. He looked down like Josh did, watching what his younger brother was doing to him. Then, at the same time, they gazed back up at each other, locking eyes. The moment was too intense for Robby, who let out a nervous chuckle and said, *quot;Josh...jesus....we....we JUST....fuck....*quot; Robby shot a look back over towards the couch and gestured in a bit of a panicky motion, *quot;Like 20 minutes ago! Uhhnnn...*quot; He looked back at Josh, who was now grinning that confident grin of his. *quot;We just what, Robby?*quot; With a grunt, Robby choked out, *quot;You....you JUST got me OFF. Any minute....D-dad....fffuck....*quot; Josh wasn't really gripping, or stroking, but fondling playfully. Nevertheless, he had his brother squirming, right there in the kitchen. He rolled his eyes a little. *quot;I know, I know. I mean, we don't HAVE to get off EVERY time...*quot; Josh looked down, and feeling his brother's panic subside a little, seized the moment. He quickly grabbed the waistband of Robby's sweats and tugged them down underneath his oversized balls, making his cock and balls flop out in the open. *quot;Ohhh fuck....*quot; Josh quickly slipped his open hand down between Robby's cock and his balls, making the growing member flop gently in his hand, smacking off the inside of his palm. *quot;I just....I really like touching you...I think....I don't know....I just think you have, like...the best body EVER...every part of you....I just like to touch it....*quot; Robby felt lightheaded, both at the ministrations on his cock shortly after having been woken by his brother's hot mouth, but now by the flattering words coming out of that same mouth. He looked down to watch as Josh played with his cock, also noticing Josh's too-small gym shorts sporting a massive tent. Josh whispered, *quot;I know...I'm bad....about...boundaries....*quot; Robby felt himself begin to sweat. *quot;If...you want me to stop....I mean, I will ALWAYS stop if you tell me to...*quot; Robby didn't say a word. Josh took that as a good sign, and closed his fingers around his brother's hardening rod, giving it a squeeze, and a gentle tug. *quot;It's just that I just love....touching you....feeling you....Robby you are like, the HOTTEST guy EVER....*quot; Robby gripped the countertop harder. *quot;Robby, I wish I was hot like you...*quot; That brought Robby's eyes back to his brother's. *quot;Fuck Josh you are hot.*quot; Robby felt his face go flush as he said those words. Josh grinned and shook his head, *quot;No I'm not. Not like you.*quot; Robby sighed deep, *quot;Sh...shut up...You have....an easiness. That I...that I will NEVER have...you're like...confident...it's....it's...s-s-sexy. UHhhnn...*quot; Josh swelled with pride, stroking Robby a bit more purposefully now. *quot;You're just saying that...*quot; He was grinning, but trying to control it. Robby shook his head. *quot;I'm not. I...*quot; And he looked down, and then back to Josh's face. *quot;Look....look what you do to me. FEEL...feel...what you've done, to me.*quot; At that, Josh couldn't control his smile, which spread widely across his face. He squeezed his brother's cock with tough purpose, and stroked it, slow, tight, underhanded. For two minutes, Josh kept the motion just like that, controlled, deliberate. Robby's eyes kept darting from Josh's face, to his hand on his dick, as he relaxed slightly, and enjoyed the impromptu morning handjob. Finally, Josh noticed as his brother's gaze rested on something else. Something behind him, over his shoulder. Josh turned his head to see what caught Robby's attention, and he smiled when he saw it. The old metal tape measure they'd used to measure Josh the night before. Josh turned his eyes back to Robby with a huge grin. *quot;I DO still need to measure you!*quot; And he gripped Robby's cock hard before letting it go, bouncing. Robby stammered, *quot;I....I...I....*quot; Josh picked up the tape, *quot;Just relax....*quot; And he placed his hand on his brother's chest, over his t-shirt, gently backing him into the countertop, his naked butt resting just at the top of it. Robby continued to ramble nervously, *quot;I...I googled it...it's...it's s'posed to be done growing by now....*quot; Josh ignored his brother's words, and tugged his sweats down lower so that they hugged at mid-thigh. *quot;Just relax...*quot; Robby watched Josh kneel in front of him. That sight alone made his eyes flutter, a gasp escape his lips. Robby was gripping the countertop on either side of his hips. Every 30 seconds, his eyes darted up to the front window of the cabin. With the tape measure in his left hand, Josh took his right and pressed it flat against Robby's cock. The ball of his palm pressed into his brother's big, fuzzy nuts. He began to very slowly, very sensually, rub his hand up and down against Robby's cock, pinning it against his abs. The ball of his palm dragged Robby's nuts up and down, making them flop and jiggle. Josh sighed out, and stared up, *quot;Holy shit Robby....you're SO hard bro....*quot; Robby swallowed hard. He was trying to keep his breathing from going out of control. He was SO turned on. But he also had his eyes, and his mind, on that door, that driveway, the potential sight of their father bursting through the door excited to spend the day with his son on his birthday. IT WAS JOSH'S BIRTHDAY. And there he was on his knees, AGAIN. Robby couldn't help but wonder....was the fear, the worry, the guilt, was that PART of why he was SO achingly hard? God, he was losing his mind. There was no excuse to this one. No booze. No sudden exchange of heat. Just a casual act in the kitchen at the cabin. Regardless of all that thinking, Robby was frozen. He couldn't stop Josh. And he was so fucking hard. He swallowed hard again, and stammered out, *quot;Fffuck....J-Josh....it's....it's YOUR birthday...I....you.....you shouldn.t be....UHHHNNNN....*quot; In direct contrast, Josh was so calm, so under control, so methodical in his motions. He continued his slow, pressurized rubbing, up and down, staring up at Robby's face with total admiration. He nodded his head and responded, *quot;Okay....okay just, one second. Let's just make sure...it really is....*quot; And he gripped Robby's cock at the root, pulling it down, straight out from his body, *quot;let's make sure it's really all the way....*quot; And with his loving eyes locked up on his brother's, full of complete devotion, Josh opened his mouth and closed his lips just below the ridge of Robby's knob. Robby's eyes closed, breathing heavy. He felt it. He gathered himself. He nodded, and re-opened his eyes, only to find Josh staring back up at him. He was moving, so slow. So gentle. Sensual and loving. Robby could feel him staring into his soul as he nursed and slurped on his cockhead. And somehow, Robby felt the worry melt away a little, and before he knew it, he was nodding his head, and the words came out before he even knew what he was going to say. *quot;Yeah....oh, yeah Josh....just....just like that...*quot; This kind of affirmation sent a warmth through Josh. He closed his eyes momentarily, and hummed out a moan on his brother's member, *quot;mmmmnnnn*quot;. *quot;Oh my god....fuck....Josh....how....HOW are you...so....GOOD at this....fuck.....*quot; With Robby's butt up against the counter, his hands gripping it on both sides, Josh continued a slow, intense, deliberate sucking motion for a solid five minutes. His free hand reached up under Robby's t-shirt, caressing his body, scratching through his ever-expanding body hair. Finally, Josh popped his lips off, and quickly pulled the tape up to Robby's cock. Robby's eyes opened wide, like he'd almost forgotten that was the objective all along, having been lost in his brother's slow sensual blowjob. Josh quickly extended the tape, panting a little. His eyes danced and bulged. He looked up at Robby and said in amazement. *quot;Bro. 8 and three quarters! Holy fucking shit!*quot; Robby was panting. He was gripping the countertop so hard. His cock was SO hard, so he knew it was a maximized measurement. Josh stood up, discarding the measuring tape on the floor, and quickly whipped his shorts down. His cock bounced up and Josh slapped it into his own palm. *quot;Look. Look how fucking hard you make me Robby.*quot; Robby stood there, staring down, and panting for a full minute. Watching Josh slowly tug at his own cock. Robby's was so hard he didn't want to touch it. Suddenly, Robby couldn't fight the urge any longer. In an exasperated tone, he huffed out, *quot;Fuck it...*quot; and grabbed Josh around his waist, lifting him off the ground, turning, and letting his naked istanbul travesti ass land on the island countertop. Josh yelped, *quot;Wh...What are y-you....*quot; Robby pulled his body against Josh's, pressing their cocks hard against each other. Josh felt his brother kicking out of his sweats. Hugging his brother's body close to his own, he pictured the sweatpants sliding down off of Robby's muscular legs. Josh dragged his fingers up to the hem of Robby's t-shirt, desperately peeling it up and over his head, leaving Robby's hair messy, and his body fully naked. Josh's hand hooked around the back of Robby's neck as he felt his brother grind his cock into his, and pant his hot breath against the side of his face. Josh reached his other hand between them, feeling for their pinned cocks. *quot;Were you close, Robby? When I measured you?*quot; Robby panted and nodded his head, feeling Josh snake his fingers around their two cocks. *quot;Wow...even after...I had just made you....*quot; Robby panted harder, and stammered, *quot;I...I know....I'm not, usually.....*quot; Josh pulled his hand back out from in between them, the movement forcing some separation. Robby watched as Josh spit into the palm of his hand, and reached down, and grabbed hold of Robby's cock. He smeared the saliva around on his brother's raging boner, corkscrewing his hand. The new sensation made Robby gasp out. *quot;Fuck JOSSSHH!*quot; Josh smiled mischievously, and spoke in a hushed sexy tone, *quot;Mmmmm you like that big bro?*quot; He started POUNDING Robby's cock underhanded, the ample spit in his palm making a rhythmic squishing sound, and making his balls bounce and slap up against his fist. Robby gripped the countertop, hunched over against his brother slightly, panting in his ear. Josh leaned in, deliberately whispering in a breathy voice, into Robby's ear. *quot;Robby....I want you to fucking CUM all over my cock, bro.*quot; He gripped harder, and stroked faster. Robby's vision went blurry and he couldn't form any words. He felt a frantic feeling overtaking him. *quot;C'mon Robby....fucking SPEW that hot nut all over my cock!*quot; With a desperate grunt, Robby brought his hands from the countertop, and gripped Josh hard around the waist, and again, lifted him. Again, Josh yelped, and half giggled. However the giggles subsided when he felt Robby's full strength take over, pulling his naked body against his own, and walking. *quot;Fffuck Robby what....*quot; They were on the move. Robby had scooped his brother up, and was moving in the direction of the bedroom, with unabridged purpose. As they moved through the doorway, Robby pulled one hand free, and slammed the door shut. The sudden aggression and determination had caught Josh completely off guard, and he felt his head swoon. But he didn't have time to think, as Robby dropped him on the bed. Josh landed shockingly hard onto his back, his eyes opening wide as he looked up at his brother's naked body. His muscles were pumped and his cock was raging hard, dripping with a mix of Josh's spit and Robby's precum. Josh was only allowed a couple quick seconds to take in the impressive sight, before Robby was climbing onto the bed, nudging Josh's legs open wider, and shoving his impressive cock up against Josh's boner. Josh let out an unintelligible noise, *quot;HHNNNGHHH.....FUCCKKKK*quot;, as he spread his legs even wider to accommodate his brother's heavy frame. And to his surprise, and elation, Robby laid himself right down on top of him, pressing his full body weight into him. Josh was in heaven. And then somehow, it got better, as he felt Robby's hot breath on his ear, and heard him grumble, *quot;Is this what you wanted Josh? Me? On top of you? Huh?*quot; Not only could Josh not believe what he was hearing...he was blown away at the accuracy of the question. Somehow, Robby knew. And the way that Robby was throwing the dirty words back at him, it was over the top. And now, he couldn't help himself. He threw his arms around his brother's thick neck, tilted his head back, and grinded his crotch up HARD. He squeezed his eyes shut and without holding back one bit, cried out, *quot;FUCK YESSS....I...WANT....IT....*quot; And Robby just started to thrust. Hard. Wet cocks sliding between them. Just like the night before, on the couch and on the dock, it was simulated sex, just without the penetration. Only this time, Robby was the aggressor. Robby was the animal. Robby was moving on Josh in what could only be described as a fucking motion. And he wasn't holding back this time. It was the thing Josh had been really dreaming of. Robby fucking. Robby letting go. Fully. And now, here he was, experiencing it, or something like it, first hand. Josh reached out and grabbed Robby's jock ass in both hands, pulling him into him harder. The two boys were now thrusting and writhing out of control on the bed. Frantic, desperate movement against each other, their oversized young cocks daring each other to spew before their clueless father walked in. The room filled with the sound of moans, gasps, yelps, grunts. Josh started to unleash full blown whimpers and moans. *quot;Ohhhh my fuckkinnnggggg GAWWWWD ROBBBYYYYYYYYY!*quot; That only encouraged Robby. He was not stopping. Driving his hips up and down in a relentless fucking motion, forcing his big hard cock to slide against Josh's, from balls to tip. Josh's noises were becoming increasingly unhinged. *quot;ROBBY YOU'RE... HUHHH.... GONNA STRAIGHT....FUCKING ....FUCK THE CUM.....OUTTA....MY DICK!! UHHNNNNNN!*quot; Robby was single-minded. Maybe it was the knowledge that Dad would be back sometime soon. Maybe it was the way Josh was reacting to what he was doing. In any case, he was determined. And it felt fucking amazing. He was strong and powerful, and he was using that power to bring them both closer and closer to mindbending orgasms. Josh began to squeal. *quot;PLEASE BRO. FUCK...D...DON'T STOP! MAKE...ME.....FFFUCKIN'.....CUMMM*quot; Robby grabbed hold of Josh's waist with both hands, and pulled his body up off of him a bit, enough so that they could both now see what was happening. They could see their cocks sliding against each other like pistons. Sweat dripped off of Robby's chest onto Josh's face. Robby grunted as Josh panted and whimpered. Josh tried desperately to thrust upward, but Robby had him pinned, and was just smashing his body into him wildly. Suddenly, Josh felt one of Robby's hands leave his hip, and move up quickly to the back of his neck. He tilted Josh's head upward, and brought his face down. And without skipping a beat, Robby kissed Josh, hard. At the same time, Robby's motions picked up, finding one final gear, their cocks colliding at an alarming pace. Josh's tongue went crazy inside Robby's mouth and he felt himself losing it. Josh locked his hips, gripped the sheets in one hand and the back of his brother's neck with the other, and moaned desperately into his brother's mouth as his cock began to spurt out blast after blast of hot freshly fifteen year old cum. Robby never stopped frot fucking into Josh's dick, the friction being the main catalyst for the explosive event, but the sudden and surprising kiss sending him over the boiling point. Robby felt his brother's body convulse, and the now familiar feeling of his cum splattering up between them, painting their bodies. He felt Josh's hands frantically grab at him, trying desperately to maintain connection through his orgasm. He even felt Josh grab at his ass. Robby knew what his brother was thinking. Despite the throes of pleasure, he was disappointed that Robby wasn't cumming too. But Robby was undeterred. He continued his fucking motion until he was satisfied that Josh was fully and completely spent, shaking beneath him, and making short breathy gasps with his hot mouth. Then, without a word, Robby pulled his lips from Josh's. He pulled himself up onto his knees. Josh took in the sight above him, but quickly saw as his brother began to move, bringing one knees and then the other up over Josh's legs. He felt his brother's wet, heavy cock drag up against his body. Robby scooted forward until his cock was right under Josh's chin. Josh looked up in his brother's eyes. He looked possessed. He watched as Robby brought his hands to Josh's head, and lifted his hips up enough for his cock to land against Josh's lips. And between Robby's coaxing and Josh's eagerness, Robby's cock entered Josh's mouth. After the briefest moment of hesitation, Josh began to suck, frantically. With his hand on the back of Josh's head, Robby resumed his fucking motion into Josh's eager, wanting mouth. Josh's eyes widened and he reached out to grip the backs of Robby's thighs. He sucked hard and tight, feeling his brother's huge cock hitting the back of his mouth, nudging his throat. He gagged some, but there was no way he was stopping. No fucking way. This was beyond anything he could have dreamed, and he was not letting it slip away. Josh kept his eyes up on his brother, begging and encouraging Robby with his gaze. Josh watched Robby's mouth hang open as he edged closer and closer to orgasm, desperately prolonging the moment. Josh felt Robby's cock go from rock to steel, swelling thicker in his mouth. By now, Josh knew exactly what to expect, and when to expect it. He gripped the back of Robby's legs, sliding his hands up to cradle the rounded undersides of Robby's firm, flexing jock glutes, and sucked harder, harder, and braced. Robby let out a long, guttural groan. At the very last moment, in a bit of panic, he moved to pull his cock out of Josh's mouth. But Josh clamped down hard with his jaw, even letting his teeth grate slightly on Robby's cock root. Josh clenched Robby's ass, leaving him no choice but to thrust back in. And he started to blow his load, HARD, into Josh's mouth. Josh swallowed, and gulped, and whimpered; still sucking, watching his hot, furry, ripped, big-dicked brother orgasm into his willing hungry mouth. Robby was still cradling Josh's head in his hand as he unloaded. He felt Josh SLAP his hands up onto each of his buttcheeks, making it clear he didn't want him to go anywhere just yet. Robby panted and enjoyed the waves of pleasure coursing through him. Suddenly, Josh pushed Robby off, coughed, and threw his now weakened brother down onto his back with sudden force. Josh scrambled on top of his brother, leaned down, and kissed him hard. It took Robby a moment to realize, Josh still had his cum in his mouth. That made Robby squirm, and shiver, but he held the back of Josh's head and kissed him as Josh moaned, letting Josh reassert dominance with no resistance. Josh slid on top of Robby, his cum dripping across both of their torsos. He felt his brother's body relax, in relief and resignation. He didn't want the kiss to end, and he only let it when he felt his brother's trademark tension and angst begin to creep back into his demeanour. Josh knew to squash that feeling, and fast. Pulling off of Robby's lips with a pant, he smiled and exclaimed, *quot;Get your swim trunks on. QUICK. We gotta hit the lake....FAST!*quot; And Josh hopped up off the bed, dick swinging, and tugged on his damp trunks. Robby watched on, slowly pulling himself up. *quot;Huh...yeah....okay....yeah....*quot; Josh reached out, yanking Robby up off the bed. *quot;HURRY UP!*quot; Robby stumbled, and then mumbled out, *quot;Mmmy...my sweats....they're...in the kitchen....*quot; As he clumsily pulled his board shorts up his body like some kind of meathead. *quot;Get your trunks on NOW!*quot; Josh bolted from the room, out into the kitchen, gathering up their discarded clothes. He ran back into the room, tossed the clothes on the floor, and huffed at his still not quite covered up brother. *quot;HERE.*quot; He reached out, grabbed the band of the board shorts, and yanked them up to Robby's hips, handling his brother's cock and balls, carefully tucking them into the shorts. He carefully tied the shorts, leaned up, and gave Robby a quick kiss on the lips, before grabbing him by the hand, and dragging him out of the room. Robby blushed from the kiss, and regained his footing. Bounding out the cabin door, letting it swing closed, Josh pulled them into a full sprint. By the time they were halfway down the dock, they were laughing. The boys ran down the long dock, hand in hand, and leapt into the lake, together. Dad wasn't even close.