Matt (26) and Steve (25) are roommates as well as brothers.  Matt is engaged to
Carol (24).  Matt and Carol have just been interrupted from a night of passion by
Steve, who burst into the door complaining that his date had dumped him. Carol,
unnerved by the unexpected intrusion, decides to leave for the night. She tells
Matt to call her when he gets his life under control.

"Brothers"

Matt stood near the door of the bedroom, the door he had just shut after Carol's
sudden departure.  Shocked, and still half-hard from his all too brief moment
with her, he didn't know what to do.  His fantasies about a night full of sex are
shattered.  Steve's voice was the last thing he needed to hear.

"I, for one, am glad she's gone.  You and me never talk anymore, Matt."

Matt looked over at the bed, whether his brother now reclined with a pillow
clutched in his arms.  Matt felt the anger growing in his chest, felt the denied
sexual release burning in his groin, felt the frustration boiling in his head.

He moved in a flash, almost without thinking.  He leapt to the bed, tearing the
pillow from Steve's grasp.  "I guess we'd better do some catching up then!"  Matt
shoved the pillow at Steve's face, just like when they were kids.  The fight was
on!

Surprised by Matt's sudden attack, Steve could barely react.  He tried to lift
his arms to defend himself, but Matt already had them pinned, straddling Steve's
chest.  He tried bucking with his hips and legs, but still it didn't do any good.
 All he could do was try to turn his face away from the pillow, and continue to
struggle under Matt's weight.

Atop Steve's chest, Matt laughed as Steve squirmed below him.  He and Steve
hadn't had a scuffle like this in years, and Matt had forgotten how much enjoyed
them.  Steve was always criticizing his compulsively neat nature, his attention
to detail, always making him out to be a nerd.  Steve, in his laid-back, cool way
often got the best of Matt too often.  Matt found himself really enjoying being
"on top" of the situation for once.

There was another pleasure, just at the edge of Matt's awareness. Focusing on it,
Matt realized it was sexual pleasure.  His dick still hadn't subsided from his
half-erect state, and every time that Steve struggled, heaving his chest up in
the exertion, it rubbed against Matt's crotch.  After a few more heaves, Matt
could do nothing as he felt his cock surge full of blood. He wondered if Steve
could feel it grinding into his chest.

Steve did feel something grinding against his chest, but for the moment was
unaware of what it was.  Steve just continued to thrash under Matt's dominating
control, and weakening from the effort.

Matt's cock was now fully erect, and he was stifling a moan whenever their
movements put pressure on it.  Matt found himself pushing his cock into his
brother's chest, sliding it back and forth in increasingly long strokes. His cock
was still trapped inside his pants, but the thin material let most of the
friction through.

Steve felt the rhythm his brother was creating on top of him.  "What the hell are
you doing, Matt?" he tried to yell out, but Matt had him effectively muffled with
the pillow.  Steve could still hear though, as the pillow wasn't large enough to
wrap around his head, covering his ears.  All of the pieces fell into place when
he heard Matt moan.  "Oh my god!  He's getting off on this!"  Steve thought.

The feelings were getting too strong for Matt; he was losing himself in the
pleasure.  The only thoughts surfacing in his mind were sexual, and how badly he
wanted to cum.  How badly he wanted to sink his cock into a nice warm, wet hole. 
With that thought in mind, Matt made a decision.

He lifted the pillow from Steve's face, and shimmied up his brother's chest a
little, but was careful not to free Steve.

"Matt, what are you doing?  Come on!  This has gone far enough!  Get off me!"

Matt just smiled, a strange cruel smile.  A smile that said "I'm going to get
what I want."  He began to unbuckle his belt.

"Oh no you don't!  Don't even think about it.  Get off me!"

Matt pulled on the belt buckle, pulling the leather through the fabric loops. 
Soon it was free.

Steve saw the belt come free and wondered if Matt intended to use it on him, to
tie him up with it, or if he was just removing it.  "Matt, come on! Think!  You
can't do this.  You've got Carol!"

"You made Carol leave."

"I'm sorry, I'll get her back."

"It's too late, Steve.  She won't come back tonight.  Tonight it is just you and
me.  You said we don't talk anymore.  All I want to do is spend some time with my
baby brother.  Is that so bad?"  As Matt spoke, he unbuttoned his pants, and
slowed lowered his zipper.  "Don't you want to spend some quality time with me,
Steve?"

Matt looked into Steve's eyes meaningfully.  He then reached down into his pants,
slipped his hands inside his confining briefs and grabbed a hold of his hard
cock.  It was hot and throbbing, aching for release.  He pulled it free, and held
it just above his brother's face, slowly stroking it.

"Matt, no!  I'm not going to do this!"

"Come on little brother.  It is just you and me.   You don't have a girl tonight
and neither do I.  Let's just have a little fun together."  Having said that, he
pushed his dick lower until it reached Steve's cheek.  He rubbed it against
Steve's stubble, groaning from the friction the short rough hair caused.

"Come on Steve, open up for me."

Steve, his head turned away from Matt's throbbing cock, whispered quietly. 
"Matt, we said we'd never do this again."

Not hearing a response, he repeated himself.  "We said we'd never do this again. 
We were just kids.  We didn't know any better."

"Come on, Steve.  Once more for old times' sake.  Please?"

"We said we'd only do that until we got girls of our own, right?  After we
started getting dates that put out, we agreed never to do this again, remember?"

"Do you see any girls around, Steve?  You ruined my night with Carol. Can't you
do me this little favor?"

Steve looked up at the cock throbbing only inches from his face. "There is
nothing 'little' about this."

Matt sensed capitulation and moved his cock closer to Steve's lips. When Steve
didn't flinch from it, Matt knew he was winning.  He slid the head of his cock
across Steve's lips.  Steve didn't open them, and he didn't struggle either.

Matt pushed his dick against Steve's mouth, pushing apart his lips. Steve still
didn't open his mouth, so Matt rubbed his cock along his brother's white teeth. 
Then he got an idea.

Matt straightened up and then leaned back a little.  He put his hand behind him,
resting it on Steve's stomach.  He then slid his hand down Steve's firm belly and
then onto his jeans.  Reaching his crotch, Matt gave a gentle squeeze, finding
what he knew would be there...a raging hard-on.

Rubbing Steve's cock through the worn denim jeans he was wearing, Matt smiled
when he heard his brother groan slightly.

Awkwardly, Matt attempted to open Steve's jeans with one hand.  His other hand
remained locked around his cock, slowly stroking it, and still rubbing it across
Steve's face and lips.  He finally freed to the top button and pulled on the
material.  One by one, the other buttons popped free.  Moving his hand to the
opening, he was surprised to find out that Steve wasn't wearing any underwear. 
He twisted a few pubic hairs in his fingers and then reached below the material.

His hand found Steve's cock and slid down its length, freeing it from where it
was trapped against his leg.  Matt pulled it out and stroked it gently, matching
the rhythm to his stroking of his own cock.

Matt then felt a tongue sliding across the head of his dick, and moaned loudly in
response.  "Why the big production, Steve?  Why didn't you...ah, that feels
good...why did you act like you didn't want it?"

Stopping the tongue bath he was giving his brother's cock, Steve replied "Until
you went for my cock and stroked it, I though you just wanted a quick
blowjob...just to get your rocks off.  Now that my cock is seeing some action,
this is feeling more like sex."

"Well, why didn't you say so?"

"Because I wanted you to do it without me having to say it.  I wanted you to to
want it."

"Well, now you know.  So will you please get your mouth onto my cock? I'm dying
here!"

Pointing his cock toward his brother's mouth, Matt found no resistance this time
as he entered.  His cock slid into the warm wet hole he had been seeking.  He
felt Steve's tongue caressing his shaft, swirling around his head. Matt's hips
began to sway almost immediately, fucking his brother's mouth.

Matt felt the burning in his nuts almost from the first through.  "Oh God,
Steve...I'm gonna cum!"

He could read in his brother's eyes the question..."Already?" but Steve couldn't
respond...not with a mouthful of cock.

Matt felt the tightening and braced himself for the moment of release...the
moment that feels so good...so good it hurts.  With a half cry - half moan he was
there, squirting his juices.

Steve felt the first shot of cum his the roof of his mouth.  With the position
they were in, and the fact that Matt was pulling out when he started to come,
Matt's cum was about to go everywhere.  Steve hung on with his lips, capturing
most of it, but feeling some run down his face.  He had to stifle a laugh too, as
he found it amusing that after all these years, Matt still had a hair trigger,
and his technique hadn't improved much either.  Matt was one of those explosive
cummers, who only had one or two good squirts, but they were huge squirts.  In
Matt's situation, Steve would have buried himself himself in as far as he could
and then left go, feeling all that warmth and tightness around him while pumped
volley after volley of cum.  Matt didn't have much control though, and often came
when he was pulling out for another stroke in. It made no sense to Steve, who
found the pushing in far more pleasurable that the pulling out.  Of course, just
because they were borhters, it didn't mean they'd cum the same way.  It was still
amusing though, at least to Steve.

Having finished what seemed like one of the most intense orgasms in his life,
Matt pulled the head of his cock from his brother's lips and then collapsed
beside him, panting.

Matt looked over at his brother dreamily.  He watched as Steve rubbed his fingers
along the trails of cum on his face.  He watched as Steve used his fingers to
push the cum back up into his waiting mouth, and then lick his fingers.

"Taste good?" he asked.

"Just as good as I remembered it."

"Give me a few minutes to recover, and I'll return the favor."

"Actually, a blow job wasn't what I had in mind."

"Steve?  Are you okay?  Don't tell me you are passing up a blow job?"

"I just want something else."

"What do you want then?"

"Got any lube?"

"What?"

"You heard me.  There's no finer ass than a Hackett ass and I'm going to get me
some."

Matt blanched.  "Steve, you know we only did that a couple of times, and it hurt
like hell."

"I know, but you got what you wanted, and you were willing to force me to get it.
 Now its my turn."

"Steve, I don't think so.  Let me just suck..."

Steve interrupted him before he could finish.  "Do I have to force you like you
were going to force me?  Want me to pin you down and dry fuck you?"

"Steve..."

"No.  Either get the lube or get ready for it dry."

"Jesus, Steve.  You are gonna owe me after this."

"No, you owe me and now it is time to pay up."

"Fine, but if I tell you to pull out, then you better pull out.  We aren't
teenagers anymore with little dicks.  That fat dick of yours is going to feel
like a baseball bat."

"Whatever.  Just grab some lube and it will make it much easier.  Do you have
any?  Or do I need to get some Vaseline from the bathroom?"

"No, I've got some that I have to use with Carol sometimes.  Her snatch gets so
dry that it fees like sandpaper."  Matt reached into the night stand next to him
and pulled out the tube.  "You promise you'll be gentle?  And that you'll pull
out if I ask you to?"

"I already told you I would."

"No, you didn't.  You said 'whatever'".

"Fine, I promise."

"Okay, how do you want me then?  Bent over or on my back?"

"Bent over, it will probably be easier for you."

Matt rolled over onto his stomach and then went up onto his knees.  He flinched
when he felt Steve's fingers touch his hole.  He tried to relax as Steve's finger
circled it, spreading lube all over the outside of it.  Next he felt Steve's
finger pushing against him, trying to enter...and then he felt it slip in.  He
felt a bit of pain, but tried not to let it show.

Steve pulled his finger out and applied more lube to it.  When he pushed back
into Matt's tight hole, it was a little easier this time, the lube already
helping.  Steve was thrilled.  He really hadn't thought Matt would let him do
this.  Steve couldn't wait to be on top of his brother, fucking him, dominating
him.  He thought of all those times that Matt had told him what a slob he was,
how worthless he was, how irresponsible he was.  Steve couldn't wait to plunge
his cock into his overbearing brother's ass and show him just what he was good
for.

With that thought, Steve accidentally shoved his finger in farther than he
intended, eliciting a yelp from Matt.

"Hey!  Watch out!  That hurt!"

"Huh?  Oh sorry.  Guest I just got carried away."

Focusing on Matt's ass with more concentration, Steve began the process of
loosening his brother up.  He'd learned a lot about ass fucking over the years,
talking various girls into doing it.  Little did they know that as Steve fucked
them, it was his brother who was in his thoughts.

Feeling Matt relax slightly, Steve decided to go for another finger. He pulled
out, added more lube,  and pushed two fingers against the hole.  Very slowly, he
slide them in, and hearing only a low grunt from Matt, he began rubbing them
around inside.  Somewhere in there was his brother's prostate, and he intended to
find it.

"Oh!" Matt gasped.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing...that just felt good...whatever you just did."

"This?"

"Oh!  Oh yes!  What are you doing?"

"Big Bro...I just found your 'g-spot'."

"Oh my god.  That feels so good.  I can't believe it."

Hearing Matt's reaction, Steve worked that spot over and over.  He wasn't worried
about making Matt cum, he knew his brother's recent orgasm would prevent another
one from happening soon.  What he was hoping to do was turn his brother into an
anal slut.

Steve had slipped a third finger into Matt with any difficulty and couldn't wait
to replace his fingers with his cock.  He decided he couldn't wait any longer and
pulled his fingers out sot hat he could thoroughly lube his cock.

"Are you gonna?"

Matt didn't need to finish the question.    Steve knew exactly what he meant. 
"Yes, but don't think about it.  Just remember how good my fingers felt and try
to relax."

Steve knew that Matt had just tightened up a lot of what he had just spent timing
loosening, but that would happen regardless of how much Steve fingered him.  He
placed one hand on Matt's hip and used the other to guide his cock to Matt's
asshole.  As his cock came up against the hole, Matt shuddered.

"Just do it.  I'm as ready as I'm going to get."

Surprised to hear this, Steve hesitated for just a moment, and then began
pushing.  He felt the tight ring of muscle begin to open around the head of his
cock and decided to push hard...to at least get the head in.

"Oh fuck!  That hurt!  Take it out!  Take it out!"

"It's okay, Matt, just ride it out.  I've only got the head in, but that's the
widest part."  Steve knew that wasn't technically true, as his cock thickened at
the base but he hope Matt wouldn't think of that.

"Oh god!  I can't do this!  It hurts too much!"

"Just relax.  Pretend you are taking a shit.  Just push out.  It will help."

Steve felt the opening widen for a moment, and pushed another inch inside.

"Oh fuck!  You didn't say you were going to do that!"

"It's okay, Matt.  We'll just stay like this for a little while." Steve was
fighting nearly overwhelming urges to bury his cock all the way inside his
brother's ass.    A good hard thrust and he'd be in deep.  He knew that if he
didn't take it easy though, he'd never have another shot to try again.

After a minute or two, he could feel Matt relaxing a little bit and began to rock
back and forth gently, just barely moving his cock.

Hesitantly, Matt said "Okay, it is getting a little better."

Encouraged, Steve sank in another inch or so.  He heard his brother mumble
something about it hurting, but Steve was becoming to excited to care. He rocked
back and forth a little harder, pushing in more and more of his cock with each
thrust.

Matt was still struggling to get beyond the pain and then it happened. He felt
Steve's cock push against that magical place that was give him pleasure earlier. 
Despite the pain from everything else, Matt moaned.

Hearing Matt's moan and knowing the worst was almost over, Steve decided to shove
himself in all the way, till his balls hit his brother's ass. It would be better
to get it over with, and he didn't know how much longer he could contain himself.
 He pushed and Matt yelled...but he was all the way in.

"Oh fuck, Steve!  Pull out!  I can't take this!  Pull out!  You promised!"

With his balls against his brother's ass, Steve knew there was no way he was
pulling out.

"Steve!  Pull out!  You promised!"

"Sorry, Matt.  I can't.  This feels so fucking good!"  Unable to fight the
pleasure anymore, Steve began pistoning in and out of his brother's tight hole.

"Just take it, Matt.  Take my big dick.  You can do it."

In pain, Matt tried to pull away from him, but Steve's hold was unbreakable. 
"Steve!  Stop it!"  The anger in Matt's voice was unmistakable.

"Just hold on, Matt.  Just a little while longer."

Knowing his brother wasn't going to stop fucking him until he came, Matt
struggled to free himself.  Steve just kept on fucking him though, holding him
tightly.

Matt tried to pull his ass away from Steve, lowering it down to the bed.  Instead
of fighting him, Steve pushed him down so that when Matt hit the sheets, Steve's
cock was still deep in his ass.

Matt struggled to get out from below Steve, trashing against the bed. As he
moved, felt his cock against the sheets, his hard cock sliding across the sheets.
 Matt suddenly stopped struggling.  "I'm hard?" Matt wondered.  Just then, Steve
pushed in hard, his cock sinking it deeper than ever.  The movement caused Matt's
cock to press against the bed again.  It was then that Matt's mind began to
understand what his cock had felt for a while.  This was feeling good...damn
good.  Not only did the sheets feel good on his cock, but Steve's cock sliding
across his "g-spot" felt even better.

"Oh god, Steve.  This is starting to feel so good."

Steve, lost in his own pleasure, didn't even hear his brother speak.

"Oh my god...fuck me Steve!  Fuck me!"

The words finally reached Steve's fevered mind, and he paused for a moment. 
"What?"

"Oh God!  Don't stop!  Fuck me!"

Steve knew he'd won.  His brother was beaten.  He slowly pulled his throbbing
cock out of his brother's ass.

"Steve, don't stop!  Please!  Fuck me!"

"Oh, I will," Steve replied, "but I want to see your face while I do it.  Roll
over."

Matt did as he was asked, anything to get Steve's cock back inside him. He rolled
over onto his ass and raised his legs.  Steve noticed Matt's erection and gave it
a little tug and watched Matt's eyes close in pleasure.  Steve grinned in
triumph.

Letting go of Matt's cock, he grabbed his legs instead and pushed them up and
apart, fully exposing Matt's hole.  With a well-aimed lunge, Steve was back
inside his brother's ass.  The physical pleasure Steve felt was complimented by
the emotional pleasure of hearing his brother groan with delight.  He looked at
his brother's face, still showing signs of pain, but also immense pleasure.

"You like that, do you Matt?  How about this?"

Steve began pumping furiously into Matt.  That wasn't just sex, the emotions
carried it far higher.  Finally, Steve felt he had the upper hand. Never again
would his brother's criticism bother him.  Steve was on top.

That realization sent him over the edge, causing him to send volley after volley
of cum deep into his brother's tight ass.

"This...is...the...way...you...cum,...Matt,...deep...inside."  Steve slumped
forward, lying against his brother's chest.

"Oh my god, Steve.  I never thought it could be like that.  I almost came just
from you fucking me."

Steve rolled off of his brother and laid beside him on the bed.  "I've wanted to
do that for so long."

"Really?"

"Oh yes.  A long time."

"There's something else I've wanted to do also, Matt."

"What's that?"

"I want you to fuck me, too."  Steve couldn't explain this even to himself.  He
had wanted to dominate Matt, to prove his worth.  But when it came down to it, he
wanted to be dominated just as badly.

"When?"

"Now?"  Steve said, reaching over to stroke Matt's rock hard cock.

"I don't know how to do what you did though, you know, with your fingers."

"It's okay, trust me."  Steve reached for the tube of lubricating gel and spread
some of it onto his fingers.  He put his slick fingers to his asshole, legs
raised and asshole exposed.

Matt sat up and watched excitedly.

After on a minute or so, Steve said, "I'm ready."

"So soon?  Are you sure?"

"Yep.  Fuck me big brother."

Needing no further encouragement, Matt quickly moved into position.  He thrust
his cock in deep right off the bat.

"Ow!"

"Oh, sorry.  I thought you were ready."

"I was, but not for the whole thing at once!"

"Oh, sorry."

"It's okay.  You're in.  I can handle it.  Fuck me...just slowly at first."

Matt tried to keep his movements gentle, but within seconds was thrusting deep
and hard.

Struggling through the pain, Steve managed to rasp "Oh yeah, big brother.  Fuck
me!"

Matt, never once to last long, once again knew he would cum soon.  "Oh God,
Steve.  I'm sorry.  It's too much.  I'm gonna cum!"

Steve quickly wrapped his legs around his brother's body and pulled him in tight.
 "Fuck me big brother.  Shove you cock deep inside me and cum.  Oh yeah, that's
it, fuck me!"

Matt surged in deep and began to cum.  Feeling Matt's release, Steve held Matt
close to him, both with legs and arms, forcing Matt to come deep inside him. 
Finished, Matt collapsed onto Steve, panting.  "Oh god.  That was so good.  This
has been the best fuck of my life."

Feeling his brother's cock wilting inside of him, Steve replied, "Me too, big
bro, me too."

"Steve?"

"Yeah?"

"How were you able to take me so much easier than I took you?"

"Do you really want to know?"

"Yes."

"I've been practicing."

"What?  With another guy?"  Matt said uneasily.

"No, no.  You are the only guy I've ever wanted.  I bought a "toy" and have been
using it."

"You mean a dildo?"

Shyly, Steve replied, "Yes, I wanted to be ready just in case I ever go the
chance.  I beat off just about every night with that dildo up my ass, imagining
it is you."

Matt didn't say anything.

"Matt, are you okay?"

"Yes, just thinking."   Matt rolled over off of Steve after slowly withdrawing
his softening penis.  He laid on his back next to Steve.  "This changes things,
you know?"

"No, it doesn't.  Everything can be like it always has been."

"No, it can't."

"Why not?"

"You and I just had sex, Steve."

"So?  We did it when we were kids and everything was okay."

"We were kids then, Steve.  We aren't kids anymore."

Feeling a sinking sensation in his stomach, Steve asked "So, what happens now?"

"I don't know.  I'll have to tell Carol, I guess."

"Why?  She doesn't need to know.  And you know she won't keep her mouth shut. 
Everyone will know."

"She's my fiancee, Steve.  I've got to tell her."

"What are you going to say?  And what happens to us?"

"Well, I've got to tell Carol that I've had sex with someone else."

"And?"

"That the wedding is off."

"What?"

"Steve, I've just had the absolute best sex of my life, and it wasn't with my
fiancee.  Doesn't that sound like a problem to you?"

Steve sat there, trying to figure out what to say.

"Unless you want me to marry her?"

"No, no.  Not if you don't want to.  But..."

"But what?"

"Maybe we should just think about all of this is all.  I've been wanting to be
with you almost since we agreed never to do it again, all those years ago.  I
guess I just never thought about the consequences.  Do you really want to pass up
on marriage?  Kids?  Everything that goes with it?"

"I want to be happy."

"You can still be happy, Matt."

"Not without you, not without this."

"Matt, we're brothers.  We'll always be together."

"But if I get married we won't have this.  I'll be doomed to mediocre sex with
Carol."

Turning to Matt and wrapping his arms around him, Steve said "No, you aren't.  We
can have the best of both worlds."

"You mean...?"

"Yep.  There can be brother camping trips, brother fishing trips, ski trips,
anything...as often as we want."

"And since we're brothers, no one would suspect anything," Matt said, liking the
idea.

"Exactly, the best of both worlds."

"With no one knowing that it is you that I really love and want, and to be with. 
You know, I've got to hand it to you, little brother, this could work out just
fine."

"You think so?"

"I know so."

Matt leaned over to kiss his brother, something they had never done before. 
Their lips touched softly, the competition forgotten, the hard feelings
abandoned, the need to dominate a thing of the past.

Breaking the kiss, Matt repeated, "I know so."