Double Trouble / Michael Afton/Step Brother!Sibling

SMUT

Your fingers dug into Michael's shoulders as he pinned you to the ground. He had a huge winning smile on his face and had his arm against your neck as he held you down with his legs on either side of your waist, his face was red and his mullet was messy from wrestling with you.

Now you didn't consider yourself gay, you had a girlfriend and were just as straight as the next guy, but Michael was a special case. You grew up together, you always helped him work out and you two always wrestled each other. Not even you noticed how your body soon started to react to seeing him change and how in the heat of the room the sweat would make his shirt stick to his slightly worked out body, his nipples poking in the see through cheap wife beater.

Wrestling was something you did since you two were little, and what started as normal punches, kicks and such soon became you two becoming more handsy with each other the older you grew. “Accidentally” rubbing, “accidentally” smacking each other's rear and ““““accidentally”””” rubbing against each other in said fights- however this time you were especially touchy with one another.

The way Michael was choking you made his face be a lot closer to yours than normal, his shirt loose in a way that if you looked down you could see inside. His legs on either side of you as he sat on top of your groin and his other hand on your hip holding you down. It was in a fraction of a second that you both made up your minds- his eyes turning down to your lips before he let go of your neck and threw himself against you in a heat of passion.

¿Was it perhaps because of the taboo-like situation? Michael was only legally your brother, you weren't blood-related. What would William think if he saw his two sons on top of each other kissing? How mad would he be? All the danger flew out of your mind, how you were getting so aroused by someone of your own family made your blood flow to your lower parts. The mouth of Michael’s moving angrily against yours, a trail of saliva traveling down your chin as you slowly started to buck against his ass, your body screaming at you to get to the good part.

Michael gasped as he felt your fully hard cock against his clothed behind, how you bucked yourself against him for some friction, your shorts getting stained with your own pre-cum as you made his body move slightly with the strength of your hips. 

His freckled cheeks reddened even more as he turned his head to the side and guided his hand to lay on your clothed erection, feeling its warmth through your shorts.

Becoming impatient, you raised your torso off of him and threw your shirt somewhere in the room, lifting Michael's arms to do the same.

Pink nipples, hard and inviting, caught your attention, his upper torso stained with freckles as well. It was a bit salty at first, the sweat and emotions covering your bodies, the sensitive skin under your teeth and lips making him let out little moans as he took it upon himself to now grind against your hard on. Feeling your cock press against his ass, his own member was straining against his shorts, begging to be let out.

When you were done with him upstairs, you traveled down to finish the job. Moving him off of your waist and tugging your shorts down, Michael threw his shorts off twice as fast, no underwear underneath it; he quickly crawled on top of you and got into a 69 position- the unique smell of his private area driving you mad already.

He lowered your boxers just enough for your member to spring out, he quickly went to work, doing a sloppy job of an oral- he had only received so far, so he was shit at giving it. Teeth against your cock, his saliva ran everywhere making it even more messy as he tried to swallow more than his virgin throat allowed him to. You, on the other hand, had eaten girls asses before, so spreading his cheeks you went to work. Your tongue going for his tight hole as you used one hand to jerk him off, his throat clamping down on your member as he felt your tongue and hands on him.