Majestic Brother

Surrendering to Desire

Parth grabs the bottle of lube laying beside Bhav and flips the cap off with his thumb. Parth pours the lube with his other hand, warming it between his fingers.

"I'm going to prep you first, okay baby?" Parth says softly, gazing into Bhav's eyes with a tenderness that made the younger feel safe and cherished.

Bhav can only nod, his heart racing in his chest. He feels Parth's index finger circling around his hole, and despite the fear and uncertainty, Bhav couldn't deny the slight tingle of excitement that coiled low in his belly. Has anyone ever prepped him before?

Parth presses his slicked-up finger against Bhav's tight entrance, and the younger stiffens from the unfamiliar sensation. He lets out a startled gasp and immediately grabs onto Parth's shoulders, his nails digging into the older man's skin.

"P-Parth... feels weird.." Bhav manages to breathe out, his cheeks flushed with embarrassment.

Parth is working one finger slowly inside him, and he can feel Bhav clenching around his finger. Parth leans forward to kiss the younger boy, trying to distract him from the pain.

"shh, Bhav, baby you have to relax, okay? Just relax for me." Parth whispers, the warmth of his breath caressing Bhav's ear. "I won't hurt you, I promise."

Parth continues working with one finger, thrusting softly in and out. Bhav has his arms wrapped around Parth's neck, holding onto him for dear life. When Parth curls his finger inside him, Bhav lets out a soft moan, the sensation taking his breath away.

Parth's finger brushes against his prostate, sending shockwaves of pleasure throughout his body. "T-there Parth.. feels so good," Bhav says, almost in a whisper.

And of course, Parth continues to hit the spot, now moving his finger a bit faster this time, wanting to hear more of the sinful sounds Bhav was making.

"You like the way my finger feels inside of you hmm?" Parth groans near the younger's ear. And Bhav is so far gone for him already, loving the way Parth talks to him, dirty.

Bhav can only nod, his voice failing him as pleasure washes over him. "L-love it... feels so good," he pants, barely able to get the words out.

Parth adds another finger inside, stretching Bhav wider, and the younger can only whimper and moan with pleasure. He didn't know this could feel so good, but also so wrong at the same time. This is his step-brother, for God's sake.

Parth adds another finger inside, stretching Bhav wider, and the younger can only whimper and moan with pleasure. He didn't know this could feel so good, but also so wrong at the same time. This is his step-brother, for God's sake.

"M-more, Parth... I need more," Bhav begs, his hips bucking against Parth's hand. He moves against Parth's fingers, chasing the pleasure that's building up inside him.

Bhav had never experienced anything like this before. His body was on fire, every nerve ending screaming with pleasure as Parth worked his fingers inside of him. He had never imagined that something so wrong could feel so damn good.