My Best Friends Brother

Chapter 57

Gripping his shoulders, I sit up enough it gives me the leverage to pull his whole body back onto mine before flipping us both so he lands square on his back. He hardly has time to register the movement before I have my lips back on his, my hungry tongue searching his mouth and not remotely missing the fact that I can taste my own essence all over him. Fuck that’s so fucking hot.

Bringing his bottom lip into my mouth, I suck on it gently. His hands move to claw at my back and I can feel the fucking need and desire for me radiating from his fingertips. He wants me, he really fucking wants me.

Letting my hands roam down the side of his body, I try not to let the heat between us take over, slowing things down whilst exploring his entire body for weak spots. I could touch him for-fucking-ever and never get bored. I meet the waistband of his boxer shorts and look directly at him before I make a move to tug them down. My eyes scan for anything in him that tells me he doesn’t want this, but even when I loop my fingers into the elastic he makes no protest to stop me. As I pull at the fabric again he lifts his hips enough that I can free him of them altogether, and I know what he wants now.

I break away just for a moment in order to discard the unnecessary fabric block when my eyes are immediately caught by what was inside them.

Holy fucking shit... What is that? Is that an extra arm? He’s so fucking...

Charlie was right, when the time comes... that is going to fucking hurt.

Miles’ eyes travel between me and his Loch Ness Monster there, a seriously unhelpful grin making its way onto his face.

“Scared?”

Scared? Kind of. Wondering how the fuck he plays basketball without strapping this thing to his thigh? Definitely.

I had been so caught up in what he was packing that I hadn’t taken a moment to admire the perfect body now finally naked below me. There is no ounce of trepidation in him, he lays perfectly confidently on display for me. Why wouldn’t he be confident? Fucking look at him...

“You're fucking beautiful.”

His whole face lights up but it’s just the fucking truth, I’ve never seen anything like him.

My hands run from his knees up his thighs, admiring each perfectly formed curve, but I don’t even make it to his hips before he's sat up and has our chests pressed together as he begins to kiss me all over again. I wish I had just a fraction of his fucking confidence as he presses his fingers inside the waistband of my shorts and pulls them down free of my body without a care for what is going to happen next.

His curiosity gets the better of him though, and as he finishes kissing his way back down my chest, he can't help but stop and look down at what I have to offer him in return.

The pupils in his eyes dilate to the max but I’m not sure what else he was expecting, there’s no part of me that’s fucking small, why would that be any different?

“I thought from your reaction to me that you’d be...” He gulps loudly. “... You’re really fucking...”

See, he is the fucking cute one.

I cut off his ramblings with a kiss before he gets himself too flustered, he might be confident but this is still his first time in this kind of situation so I’m not expecting him to get to grips with me tonight. He quickly forgets what he was saying and sinks into my lips, our bare skin coming together at every point and my whole body flaring with want as I find myself completely on top of him once more.

We both seem to forget that we’re naked as we fall ever deeper into the kiss, a kiss that shows without words exactly how both of us feel to be in this place together. Everything about tonight has been so fucking perfect; from him telling me about his crush on me growing up, to watching him soak in the basking light of his own star, to this moment right now  -  a moment neither of us I think truly believed we’d ever fucking have.

As I grind softly against him, every inch of my throbbing dick begins to stroke every inch of his. Both our bodies stick and slide in equal measure as we become covered in a thin layer of lust induced perspiration, the kiss being torn apart as with each thrust we both begin to pant and moan.

His hands that were once clenching my waist now crawl their way down my back, until I find myself throwing my head away from him in sheer building bliss as he begins to dig his fingers into the peach of my behind in order to lead the pace of our conjoining bodies into his favour.

He wants it quicker and harder, both of which I have absolutely no issues with providing. His legs open wider, all inhibitions dissolve as he provides me with the space needed to please us both. I roll my hips as I slip my hands under his shoulder blades and grip the hilt of his shoulders to provide me with the leverage to make him reach his pinnacle. He’s almost there... Fuck.

I don’t think I’ve ever cum from just grinding with someone before but I know that right now I’m so fucking close as my swollen tip runs again and again against his own. My mind becomes a bundled mess of emotions, his whole body begins to vibrate and I lower my head down to his just to keep him grounded in this moment.

“Josh... You’re going to make me...”

I want to give him everything. Everything I fucking can right now.

Slamming my lips back onto his, I wait until the moment I watch him start to lose all control before I pull back and wrap my hands around the both of us. He flinches at the sudden increased pressure to something that was already so sensitive, his lust filled eyes flinging open to find me holding him, but as I begin to pump us together whilst letting the underside of our dicks continue their contact with each other, I watch him become completely undone...

And it’s fucking beautiful...

His whole body is trembling, sweat matting his hair to his forehead as his eyes roll back just before they slam shut. His hands haven’t left my ass, it feels so fucking good but I know there will be fucking bruises on it in the morning. I couldn’t give a fuck as I run my thumb across his tip and watch as he lets out a cry of unadulterated,  unbridled ecstasy just before lashings of sticky white cum shoot free of him, coating my hand, cock and stomach in his delectable elixir.

The sight of him squirming and moaning in pleasure as I continue to pump him to absolute completion is too much for me, my whole body feels my orgasm as it ricochets up through my core and makes my head spin with dizzying heights of euphoria. I feel my own release join his in lathering our skin but I can’t even look at it as my powerful orgasm never seems to want to end and blackens my vision.

“Fuck... Miles... Fuck...”

The moment it does, I have nothing left to give. His name is still pouring off my tongue as I gasp in my attempts to regain my breath. It’s never been like that, I can’t ever remember it feeling that fucking good.

Miles’ hands finally loosen their grip on me, leaving a dull ache where they once held me as a lasting flesh memory of what just happened. I know he was holding back, I think he’s actually prepared for a lot more than I am, but I appreciate the fact that he's willing to go at my pace.

My eyes open just as his do, the hazel globes I’m so used to being lost in are now clouded in a haze of absolute contentment. He’s happy, I made him fucking happy.

He sits up quickly, wrapping his arms around my neck and pulling our bodies together without a care for the fact he's getting both of us in a mess. I wait for him to kiss me but instead he just looks at me in a way he never has before... An emotion I can’t quite read behind his optics but one that I’m really looking forward to discovering. What is he thinking?

“Josh, that was...”

“I know Miles...”

He shakes his head as he brings our foreheads together, all the time cradling the back of my neck but letting his other hand fall until it’s placed directly over my heart.

“No, you don't... Everything about you, not just what we did just now or even the incredible night that you planned for me. Everything about you is so fucking perfect. I need you to know that... I need you to know... that I’m in. I’m all fucking in on you.”

He’s in... And so am I.

I can’t put into words what’s happening between us, I can’t explain how I can feel so connected to someone I’ve known his entire life yet have him appear as a brand new person to me. All I know is that the world is full of unexplainable things; things without rhyme or reason for existing, things that neither man, God or science can give a real explanation for...

I just happened to have found one of those things. My mystery, my enigma...

Milo Thompson...

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