The Step Brother || PabStell

the step-brother

"P-pablo ..." Hugot ang hininga na pagtawag niya dito as he felt his hands move up his thigh. Stell held his breath, biting his inner cheeks trying to stifle his moans.

His legs are now spread for him as if they had a mind of their own, betraying his own words. "Please ..."

A big wide smile came across his face "Please what? ..." Pablo grabbed his chin and kissed him, lust clearly evident in his eyes. Stell's Breathing was heavy, so he took a moment to himself before replying,

"W-we can't k-keep doing t-this .." He wishes so badly. At that moment , Pablo's hands don't move further but his finger dared to stroke his inner thighs. I felt my breath hitch at this. I ... "Hngh~" Stell whimpered.

Everynight, Pablo sneak into his room like this this. And Stell can't say no, Ayaw man niyang aminin. But there's also a part of him that likes what's happening.

It's like a cat and mouse game that started a month or two ago at the bar that just builds and builds to something unstoppable.

If it's not him initiating it , it's him. Regardless of how their day goes by. They always find themselves in eachother's bed. Whenever his dad and my mom step outside or once they go to sleep.

At times they did nothing but sleep, but tonight it seemed that hunger to one another had taken over them.

"All you have to do is tell me to stop." He murmured, His voice is low and cautious. Before meeting his eyes.

Although the room is dimly lit, I could still see the desire and something more I couldn't name. Stell wanted to ask if he was staring at him like this the whole time.

He doesn't tell him to stop. He can't and he knows it.

When he didn't say a word, his hands crawled inside his silk pajamas moving up to his thighs. This movement forces his silk top to raised up his stomach. Exposing some of his skin.

His hands travel up more , leaving trail of goosebumps along his skin through the thin fabric.

Pablo can see his harden nipples, which does nothing to help his erection in his pajama.

"Just .. tell me to stop." He let out deep breaths, His voice is almost a whisper as he moved between his legs. Forcing their lower bodies tight against each other.

Stell's back arched against him. He could feel the prominent bulge pressing into him as he tilted his head to give him more access to his neck.

As Pablo. He let out a tight groaned and tightly grip his hips, without breaking eye contact, he placed a kiss on Stell's jaw.

Insted of pushing him. His body seems to have a life of it's own, just like how his arms clung to Pablo's neck desperately.  Stell instinctively wrapped his legs around his waist, silently allowing him to do whatever he wanted with him.

That action alone made his face heat up.

Stell felt a sense of shame by the desires filling his mind at this moment.

"I need you, Tey." His hot breath fanned against his ears makes him shudder. Or maybe it's the use of his byname. This made Stell blushed hiding his face in the crook of Pablo's neck before he let out a low sound of approval.