My girlfriends brother (BoyxBoy)

Chapter 12

I stood there for a moment, my back pressed firm against the door the distant rumble of the music filling my ears, accompanied by the faint laughter from the other guests at the party. What the hell had I done? How did I end up in this mess? And More importantly, how was I going to get myself out of it...

Claire deserves to know but it's going to crush her, not only have I broken her trust and faith and abused her love. So had her brother, who she has only just gotten back. Is there a right time to tell people these kinds of things? Should I be soft, let her down gently? Leave her a trail of breadcrumbs so she can figure it out herself or just rip the bandaid clean off, get it over and done with as soon. As possible. She deserves so much better than this. Than me.

I used to think about the day I would marry this girl, picture her walking down the isle, cheesy I know but I really thought we would be forever, these same childhood sweethearts, live in this beautiful white fences house at the end of a culdasac, our kids running around and playing on the front lawn while we stood and admired, together, from the front porch. What a fucking fantasy that was, and it was all his fault. He had no right to come and ruin it, ruin us, how could he do that? To his own sister of all people! He's a monster, a cruel, thoughtless mons-

 "Is everything okay in there K?" Her voice flowing through the door like a river, a smooth, calming river, cutting out all other sounds, she had always been that way, calming, safe. So easy and trusting, one of the very many things I loved about her. I can't blame him, afterall, I did the same. It takes two. 

I took a breath before replying back to her. "Yeah Babe, I'll be out in a sec, Hold on" I stood forward and closed my eyes, I know what I have to do, tell her. She needs to know and there will never be a right time, I just have I say it. Now's as good a time as ever. I flushed the chain and opened the door, being met by her sweet smile, she seemed so happy. "Hey there stranger" her words followed by a giggle. I couldn't help but return the grin "fancy seeing you here" she slipped her hand into mine and leaned forward for a kiss, I offered a few soft pecks, the guilt in my stomach denying anything more. She tugged my arm slightly before spinning on her heels and dragging me towards the nearest empty room, pulling me in and shutting the door behind us. I didn't realise how long it had been since we had last been alone until now, almost as though I was subconsciously avoiding her, though I wasnt. 

 "Look claire, we really need to talk" I paused for a moment and looked to the floor. How doin even say this, what are the words?

 "Are you alright K" She frowned at me and I could tell She was worried. 

 "Yeah, I just, maybe. I don't know, I need to tell you something"

 "Kadence..." 

She stepped to me, snaking her arms around my neck and pulling me down to her, our lips connecting immediately, she was clearly drunk, the taste of whatever alcoholic beverage she had been chugged still harsh on her tongue, the kissing continued getting more heated and intense by the second, we fumbled backwards until the end of a bed caught the the back of my knees and I fell down, sitting on it. She wasted no time in straddling me, grinding against my crotch slightly. The friction sending a chill up my spine, I was still so sensitive from the actions that took place earlier. The thought of her brother's hands on me, his warm mouth wrapped so perfectly around me, had me twitching almost immediately, her tongue exploring all parts of my mouth, her hands gripping my shirt tight. It was so clear what she wanted and the thought of obliging her was simultaneously so awful and enticing, I didn't know whether to push her off and run as fast as I could or fuck her sore. Maybe this was a good thing. Like one final goodbye, after everything. She stopped kissing me briefly, just long enough to pull my top over my head before crashing her lips back into mine. Her hands gliding down to my chest where she lightly pushed me, as if to signal me to lie back, I did so without hesitation, her body on mine, an overwhelming feeling. Though the !pre I thought about her, the more disinterested became and it was clear she knew this. Her mouth moved down to my neck, placing light kisses against it, similar to her brother earlier, but not nearly as enticing.

Though thinking of his lips in my skin sent sparks to those places, the memories of how his touch felt, how he felt was enough to get me hard as a board in just a few minutes. Her hands had been running up and down my torso the whole time, occasionally messing with the buckle that held my belt in place.

She Sat up, giving me a faint smirk as she slowly undid my belt, her need clearly getting the best of her as after that she quickly undid my button and zipper, pulling my rock hard member out to meet the fresh air, looking down at it she licked her lips, before slowly pumping, I watched her face while she did. The feeling good but just not quite enoigh, maybe because she was drunk, maybe because I was fucked out. It didn't matter, all I knew was that if this is how it carried on I wouldn't be finishing. 

We stayed like that for about 5 minutes and I could see that she was getting frustrated but I didn't know what to do, her hand just wasn't enough, it used to be, before I wouldn't have lasted this long. Don't get me wrong, I was perfectly good as satisfying her, I could go more than once, but now, I couldn't even get there once. In my head I blamed it on being empty from earlier, I can't get there because I have nothing left to give, I mean how many times did I finished earlier? 3? 4? There was the first time, against the door, the dry jumping to clothes handjob. My eyes fell closed, Then in his mouth in the sofs, his warm wet mouth. The way his tongue effortlessly swirled around my length. After that it was upstairs, how I almost didn't have a choice but to lie there and take it, all that he wanted me to. The way he felt touching me, the though met by pure pleasure I looked to see Claire now slowly lowering herself on to my cock, so tight and warm around me, I was so lost in my thoughts that I didn't even notice, she started slow, up and down, sort of grinding on me, her lip between her teeth and she got used to the sensation off me filling her. 

About 3 minutes went by,her speed had increased and the sounds falling from her lips were my motivation to thrust up to meet her movements, I could feel myself getting closed but I didn't want to finish yet, I wanted her to get there first. I held and tried to think of things that disinterested me. My mum, my mum talking to Tristan, Tristan. The way he looked at me, so intense and hard, if looks could kill. The way I shivered and squirmed under his gaze, his touch. The hooded look in his eyes as he worked my body. I sat up and wrapped my arms around her waist, completely engrossed by my thoughts, the building in my stomach getting closer and closer. The look he gave me as he swallowed my cum, how heavy and desperate I was to have him completely, I eyes shot open as a fountain of groans and profanities fell from my lips followed by the release that had been building for quite some times. I didn't even notice for a moment that my eyes had been by his, not until the wave of pleasure had taken over me completely. He was stood in the doorway, Lord only knows how long for,  a bead of sweat falling down my forehead. "Animals" he spat the words, almost disgusted, Claire jumped up and fundled with her skirt, trying to compose herself as I did up my trousers and belt before standin. he stayed like that, straight faced for what felt like forever before letting out a light chuckle. " in leaving, if you want a ride home nows your chance " Claire nodded and agreed before walking past him and leaving the room. 

"Did you think about me pretty boy? "

if only he knew.