When Ethan meets his step-brother-to-be, he's expecting a doughy farmboy, but what he finds is a stunning piece of manflesh. Ethan knows he has to keep his hands off his brother, but when he catches him masturbating alone in the barn, all bets are off. Will Ethan resist the temptation of his brother's body, or will he succumb to his most primal desires?
This 3600 word story is for adults only. It contains scenes with masturbation, fellatio, and gay sex.
Ethan stood in the empty stall and listened. The only sounds were the cows shifting and the wind outside. Missy and Claude think I'm already asleep. Claude's getting ready for bed... Fuck it. He unbuttoned his pants.
The vibrator was slick, but he knew he wasn't. He checked behind the bale and found the tub of lube. He scooped a fingerful and massaged it into his ass.
He pushed the dildo against his tight ring. He rubbed it around his hole and stroked his cock with his other hand. Ethan exhaled as it slipped inside and rubbed over his sensitive nerves. He stroked it in and out and worked it deeper into his tight man hole each time he pushed it in.
Once the dildo was firmly buried in his ass he picked up the controller. It had a dial with numbers from one to ten, a dusty orange light and a single toggle marked "On" and "Off." He held his breath and flicked the toggle from "Off" to "On."
The sensation was instantaneous and exhilarating. His whole body clenched up around the shaft. His cock turned into a piece of steel. In mere seconds the most extraordinary orgasm of his life coursed through him. Every muscle contracted and he fired a wad of cum from his prick that arced five feet across the stall and glopped against the wooden wall on the opposite site. Another glob followed the first. He hummed with pleasure, but the electricity still pulsed through him and rapidly started to feel uncomfortable.
He turned off the ejaculator and crouched in the stall, panting.
"That was pretty fucking amazing," Claude said.
Ethan jumped, stumbled over his pants that were still around his ankles and fell onto his hands and knees in the dirt and shit.
Claude laughed at him. "Sorry to scare you."
Ethan clambered back to his feet and grunted as he pulled the bull dildo from his ass. "You have me at a disadvantage."
"At a disadvantage? Is that what you call getting caught with your pants down in France?" Claude was staring at his cock.
Ethan pulled his pants up and fumbled to button the fly. "We call it a good Friday night." He shrugged.
"Don't feel like you need to get dressed on account of me."
Ethan cocked an eyebrow. "Is that right?"
It was Claude's turn to shrug. "I never dated in high school. My Ma caught on pretty fast that I wasn't interested girls."
"So you're interested in boys?"
"I am what I am." He leaned against the gate. "You don't seem to be horrified."
"My dad didn't catch on."
Claude entered the stall and walked to Ethan. He put a hand on his shoulder. "You saying you're not interested at all?"
Ethan reached for Claude's belt and unhooked the oversized buckle. "Nope."
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