Brotherly Love (Rikoss / Rossker)

Part I - First Time

The concert had been a major success. The fans, overwrought, were asking for one more song in unison, but the boys were already backstage, getting ready to go back to the hotel.

Sweat drops slid off through Ross naked chest, whose muscles were contracting because of the boy's irregular breath. He was looking at his reflection in the mirror, lost in his thoughts and still astonished because of the post-concert euphoria. He took a water bottle from the table and splashed himself. He tried to comb his wet hair the best way possible. Two hands grabbed his soaked hips.

"You look hot, man," Riker whispered close to his ear. Ross smiled without giving too much importance to the comment. Anyone else would find it weird, but he was already used to it. He rarely felt uncomfortable with his brothers. They were his best friends and he admired them a lot.

Riker dried the sweat on his forehead with a wet towel. Next, he unbuttoned his pants and got undressed, staying only in his boxers. Ross noticed the big bulge hidden under his underwear. He bit his lower lip, looking away when Riker glanced at him.

"Get dressed, asshole. They're waiting for us," Riker scolds at Ross for taking so much time to get ready. Ross snapped out of it when he realized he had spaced out for a long while, and then he dressed up quicker.

When the sun went down, the four brothers went out to enjoy the peaceful night of Lisbon. Rydel and Ratliff had decided to stay in the hotel, so it was just Rocky, Ryland, Riker and Ross. They found an interesting nightclub with a big VIP area and they went in. In a few minutes Rocky and Ryland made some new friends, with whom they flirted all night. One of them had the amazing idea of playing Spin the Bottle and they all agreed. They sat forming a circle and the first one to play was one of the new friends.

"Truth, dare or kiss?" one of her partners asked. The young girl chose Truth. They asked her at what age she lost her virginity. Ross rolled his eyes. As if he cared. None of those girls seemed to be smart at all, though. Also, in theory he already had a girlfriend, even if it was pure promotion.

The next turn was for Ryland, who chose Kiss. He was lucky and had to kiss one of the ladies. They all were very drunk, so they cheered at them while whistling and howling. These immature moments made Ross cringe, but he tried to hide it with some awkward smiles.

The bottle span again and, after some seconds doing it, it stopped pointing at Riker.

"Kiss," he said. He made the bottle spin again for it to choose who should he kiss. Ross heart stopped when he realized the bottle pointed at him. An uncomfortable silence fell over the scene.

"N-no way!" Ross broke out, extremely nervous.

"Sorry not sorry. You gotta do it. It's part of the game," one of the girls said. Ryland and Rocky started to laugh loudly.

"It's not funny!" Ross complained. Riker, who was sitting by his side, looked at him full of doubts. "I'm not gonna do this, man. I'm not gonna do it."

"It's part of the game, Ross," Ryland joked, still laughing. "Come on, come on, come on..."

Everybody started to chant the same words as Ryland. Riker smiled, blushing. He rested his arm on the ground, getting closer to Ross. The young guy couldn't believe it. His old brother was about to kiss him. It was disgusting.

Wait. Maybe not THAT disgusting.

Riker pressed his lips against his brother's. Ross opened his mouth slowly, giving permission to Riker's tongue, which, sweetly, rubbed his. The kiss went from a sweet and subtle moment to something more passionate and unrestrained. Their tongues interwove indomitably, letting the desire take control. Sadly, some seconds later, the twenty-four years old guy got apart and the hook up finished.