Crankiplier oneshots (smut)

What are you doing step bro?

*Mark's POV*
I sat on the couch playing video games. It had been 3 months since my mum moved in with her new husband. They had been dating for a while and finally tied the knot. I was lucky that he wasn't an asshole and that my new step brother wasn't a dick. He was actually kinda cute.

I suppose that may have been the downside. He was great. We had a lot in common which caused me to develop a bit of a crush on my step brother. Which, I supposed, had also caused me to stop getting dressed in the bathroom after a shower, and instead wrap a towel around my waist and walk back to my room, still quite wet. He always blushed.

He always placed a hand on my shoulder and leaned into me when reaching for a plate or bowl for dinner too. Teasingly. He never did it to anyone else, he'd just wait. But he'd do it to me.

Occasionally he'll come in and sit with me while I play games. I notice him staring sometimes, and walk away shortly after sitting down. He rarely stayed more than 5 minutes.

I suppose that was why I wasn't phased when he came in and sat by my leg on the floor. I hardly realised that it was odd he was sitting on the floor because I was focused on my game.

"Oh hey, Ethan." I smiled at him. He smiled back, looking so sweet. After not much back, I went back to focusing on my game. I felt him gently shuffle around to in between my legs. He nudged them open. I looked down at him again, giving him a kind, 'what's up?' Kind of look.

"I'm tired." He said. He turned his head to the side and rested it on my crotch. He kept moving it, which was starting to cause me trouble. I was starting to die in my game, and if I wasn't careful, I was going to get a boner.

"Your belt is really uncomfortable." He stated as he started to unbuckle it and take it off. He once again started to place his head on my lap, readjusted occasionally. My heart was starting to race at his actions and words.

After a few more adjustments and slight groans, whimpers and such, I asked "what are you doing step bro?"

He just giggled in response and held onto my thighs. He moved to face me, his mouth mere inches from my cock, still giggling and smiling cheekily. I raised an eyebrow at him and tried to focus on my game. I didn't know if I was reading the interaction right, in fact, I didn't know how to read it but I didn't want to fuck up our relationship.

I damn near choked when he he placed his mouth gently against my semi hard length, "hopefully you step bro." He giggled. He started to nudge my dick gently with his mouth and chin, a cheeky smile on his face.

I pushed him back and held his neck firmly, but not to cause pain. "Don't you dare tease me, Ethan." I growled. I glanced at his lips then back into his wide eyes. We were at most 2 inches from kissing.

"What if I do, though?" He asked in a quiet and shy voice. My mind was foggy at his persistence, that he seemed to actually want it.

"You'll have to put up with the consequences." I said huskily back. He looked down at my lips quickly. He leaned in and gave me a light and sweet kiss. It felt too short as he pulled away just as quickly as he planted it.

"What kind of consequences?" He whispered back. I don't know how he sounded so innocent when seeming to try instigate something sexual.

"The step bro joke may no longer be a joke." I tested the waters. I mean, He did kiss me, so was I really testing the waters?

"I think I might like those consequences." He innocently said again, still quietly. His hand was now at teasing the button of my jeans.

"Are you sure you want this?" I asked, now mimicking his volume.

"Yes. I've had a crush on you for so long, Mark. I really want this." He replied.

I couldn't help but groan back and move my hips to help him remove my jeans. After he helped me remove mine, he stood up and yanked his down. We were both hard, Ethan looking to be painfully so.

He sat on my lap and started to stroke both of our lengths. I moaned quietly and pulled him close to me.

"You look so hot, step bro." I growled. He whined and bucked his hips.

"Finger me, step bro." He whispered. I tapped his bottom lip with my fingers, silently asking him to suck them and lube them with saliva. He reached behind Ethan when he thought they were ready and gently inserted a finger. Ethans head dropped onto Marks shoulder and he slightly parted his mouth.

"Mark..," Ethan whimpered. He clung to Marks arms, "More please!" He managed to say.

He gasped as I introduced more fingers. I gently caressed his ass while I fingered him at a slow pace. I did enjoy teasing him, the whimpers and gasps it elicited made my dick strain. I couldn't care less about the lack of attention I was receiving, as long as I got to watch and listen to Ethan as he flew to cloud 9.

He moved in such a way I couldn't help but be entranced. Only when his shudders grew stronger and uncontainable, I started to realise how close he was. He pulled my 3 fingers out and saw his eye become sad and desperate. "Fuck me, step bro." He whimpered, grinding against me.

I smirked. "Suck me and then if you're good, I'll fuck you."

He leaped off my lap and onto the floor in front of me. Without any warning, he took my whole length with ease. He bobbed his head at a rapid pace, I couldn't help but shudder at his intensity. His tongue worked miracles. The things I wanted this mouth to do to me were uncountable.

After a few minutes of him working his magic, I pulled him off my his hair. He let out a slight whimper. "Does my little slut like sucking my cock?" I teased. He nodded enthusiastically back at me, looking at me lustfully. Such a beautiful boy.

He moved back onto my lap and started to position himself over my length. Slowly, he lowered himself onto it, sighing in pleasure as he did so. His strong milky thighs had slight tremors, and his sighs turned into short occasions gasps.

"You're so big!" He gasped. His eyes were half lidded and his mouth hung open.

"You're so tight." I groaned back. He gave an experimental bounce and moaned like a pornstar. I held his hips and lifted him up, only for him to fall back onto my lap with a slap. He started to gently find a pace, and I lightly helped him.

Just watching him was erotic. Watching him so desperately fuck himself on my cock was such a beautiful sight. His beautiful creamy skin was glowing, covered in a thin sheen of sweat. The way he stroked himself slowly, smearing precum all over his hand was hot to watch. The way he seemed to tease himself ignited a fire within me. I slammed up into him and he yelled out in pleasure.

The gorgeous contortion of his face made my dick throb inside him. Somehow, he still looked so innocent despite the fact he was riding my cock and moaning like it was the only thing he knew how to do.

His thighs started to tremble and his moans and gasps got more desperate and uncontrollable. His mouth hung open, and his bounces lost their rhythm. "Oh! Mark! Oh! Oh! Holy fuck!" He managed to get out. He was so close but trying so hard to hold on you could practically see his brain melting from overload.

Just watching and listening to him brought me up to the edge. "Cum for me, Ethan." I commanded in a low and strained voice. At my words, strings of cum erupted from his length. He shuddered and started grinding uncontrollably. His loud moans and quivering hole pushed me over the edge and I started to cum deep within him. He let out 2 more strings of cum at the feeling before falling onto me, holding me close.

He gasped for breath and gently smiled before kissing me sweetly. I pulled out of him and felt so happy and content. I hated that I couldn't date him.

"Look at the mess you've made, step bro." I said jokingly.

"I'll have to clean. I hope I don't get stuck in the washing machine, step bro." Ethan said cheekily.