Pregnant By My Brother

Chapter 1

"Mom, you guys are gonna miss your flight if you don't leave now." Vic said with a chuckle as he mom kissed both his cheeks.

"Okay okay. Be good, and watch after Michael. I left you some money in your room. We'll be back soon, okay? Be good. I love you." His mother said quickly and followed her husband, who was waving goodbye to Vic and Mike, out the door.

The two brothers stood at the doorway, waving goodbye to their parents as they left for their anniversary for the weekend. As the car pulled out of the driveway, Vic shut the door and sighed.

"Well, mom and dad are gone... I think I'm gonna head out." Mike said, sending Vic a sweet smile.

"Hold it right there." Vic stopped him. Mike sighed and raised his hands up. Vic patted his brother down, searching for anything he shouldn't have. And there he found a joint in his little brothers back pocket.

"Mike, really? How many damn times do I have to tell you to stop?" Vic yelled and frustratingly ran his fingers through his hair with a sigh.

"I'm sorry, bro. It's hard though. Just give it back." Mike begged. Vic shook his head and stuffed the joint in his pocket.

"I'm not giving it back. I'm going to show mom and dad when they get back." Vic said with his arms crossed. Mike gritted his teeth in anger and reach for his older brothers pocket, but missed, his hand touching somewhere else.

Vic gasped, and Mike stood still frozen in his place. Vic bit his lip as his jeans got tighter and tighter. He watched as Mike stared at his bulge and licked his lips.

Vic groaned when Mike violently pushed him against the wall. He looked up at his little brother with wide eyes. Mike liked the way his brother looked right now. Hopeless, scared, and innocent.

Neither of them said a word. Mike smashed his lips against Vic's, moving rapidly and hard. Vic knew it was wrong. So terribly wrong. But he kisses back anyway. It just felt so wonderful.

Mike rocked his hips against Vic's, smiling at how hard he had made his older brother just by one touch. Mike's lips moved away from Vic's mouth, connecting his lips to Vic's neck. His lips parted, running his tongue along his brothers warm, tan skin.

"Mike, what are we going?" Vic asked in a whisper. Mike ignored the question, and Mike didn't repeat it. He was too busy enjoying the work Mike was going to his neck.

Mike picked Vic up, squeezing his butt as Vic wrapped his small legs around Mike's tiny waist. Their lips connected once again. Vic moaned inside Mike's mouth as he carried them upstairs and fell onto the bed.

"This is wrong." Vic said as Mike pulled his shirt off. He looked down at Vic with raised eyebrows.

"Does it feel wrong though?"

Vic pondered the question for a moment. Yes, it was wrong. But it didn't feel wrong. It felt right. And so damn good.

Vic bit his lip and shook his head. Mike grinned and watched as Vic roamed his hands around his body, tracing a few tattoos, and just feeling his muscles.

"Fuck me." Vic whispered and wrapped his legs around Mike's waist again. Mike didn't waste any time pulling off his brothers shirt and tossing it on the floor.

Vic's trembling fingers ran down his brothers chest and stopped at the button on his jeans. Mike bit his lip and watched as Vic undid his jeans, slowly dipping his hand into Mike's boxers.

"Already that hard?" Vic teased. Mike smirked and kissed his brothers neck before pulling at the tender skin. Vic bit his lip as he shakily stroked his little brother.

"Mmph, Vic... That feels nice." Mike whispered and rested his head on Vic's shoulder.

"Uh huh." Vic replied. He removed his hand, leaving his little brother whining for more.

Vic flipped them over to where he was now on top. He undressed himself before pulling Mike's jeans off, tossing them in the floor.

"I want you inside me, Vic." Mike whispered. Vic grinned before pulling out a bottle of lube from under the bed. Mike watched as he lubed himself up.

"Don't worry, I'm not with anyone else so, I'm clean." Vic informed. Mike nodded.

"You're not a virgin, are you?" Vic asked.

"No." Mike said in a whisper.

A feeling hit Vic. He couldn't explain it. But maybe a feeling that what he was about to do was wrong. But did he care? No. He didn't give a damn if it was wrong at the moment. He just wanted to be inside his little brother, hearing him moan and scream his name.

"You sure you wanna do this?" Vic asked. Mike nodded and looked up at the ceiling, waiting.

Vic slowly pressed his tip to Mike's entrance. Slowly and gently, he pressed himself him. Mike gasped at the size, and squeezed the mattress that was underneath him.

"You okay?"

"Yes... Ugh yes. Keep going."

Vic smiled and slowly finished, all of his length inside his little brother, throbbing. Vic liked the feeling. Tight and warm.

"Okay... Move. H-hard and fast." Mike whispered.

Vic didn't waste time thrusting into his brother, slow at first, but quickly gaining speed. Mike laid underneath him, eyes rolled in the back on his head and fingertips pressed deep into Vic's back.

"You feel so good, Mikey. Mmmm..."

Vic took a good look at Mike, getting even more turned on at the sight. Vic knew Mike was enjoying this, and he was too. He didn't care if this was wrong, no one would find out anyway.

"You're so big Vic." Mike whispered, moaning at the end. Vic was now breathing heavily. He was so close, he could almost feel it.

He grabbed Mike's member, stroking him quickly. Mike couldn't take it. Everything felt so good. Too good. And before long, he was moaning and squirting on Vic's fist.

"Mike... close. So close." Vic gasped. He threw his head back, climaxing into his little brother. Mike moaned at the feeling and squirmed around as Vic pulled out of him.

Both boys were now breathless and speechless. What they did was wrong. Awfully wrong.

"So... what now?" Mike asked after a while of silence.

"I think we should just forget what happened." Vic whispered and grabbed his boxers off the floor, slipping them on.

"Yeah. Okay." Mike said with a sad nod. He didn't want to forget what had just happened. He enjoyed it. He loved the kisses and touches. He loved every second of it.

And little did the boys know that Mike would be carrying a baby.