Date: Tue, 10 Nov 2009 22:27:07 +0000 From: Not Telling Subject: Emmerdale King Brothers CHAPTER 2 Disclaimer: Emmerdale and everything related to it are property of Yorkshire Television. I own nothing, and this story in no way seeks to assume or question the sexuality of Carl King or Matthew King, or the actors who portray them, Tom Lister or Matt Healey. This story is purely a work of fiction. A few days had passed since Carl and Matthew had sex, and Matthew had not been able to get it out of his mind. He had fucked plenty of guys before, but he had never had a guy fuck him. He needed to get even with Carl, and he knew just how to do it. Carl, meanwhile, had been doing everything he could think of to forget what had happened. Since when did he go for gay sex or incest? He decided to go to work to try to distract himself for these thoughts. He was elbow deep in administrative work when his phone buzzed. The flashing light showed that the call was coming from Matthew's office. Carl groaned and put the call on speaker. "What is it?" "Can you come in here for a minute, Carl?" "I'm busy." "It won't take long... unless you want it too." Carl could practically hear Matthew smirking in his office. He wanted this over with - now. "I'll be right there." Carl strode out of his office, across the room, and into Matthew's. Matthew was sitting in his seat, behind his desk with a small smile on his face. "So how are you this morning?" Carl blinked. "That's what you wanted me to come in here for?" Matthew responded with a fake-innocent shrug. "Well whatever else would I want to speak to you about?" "So this isn't about the other night then?" Carl asked. "Listen brother, I wasn't thinking about the other night, but if you want to talk about it, I am all yours... as I am sure you remember", Matthew said slyly. Carl knew Matthew was loving every minute of this. "Look, Matthew, just knock if off, alright?" Carl turned to leave the office but was stopped when Matthew yelled: "Hey! I don't remember saying you could leave." Carl turned back around Matthew was still sitting in his chair. He had a fierce look in his eyes and Carl felt totally locked in by them. "Now I let you get off inside my arse the other night, and I don't think that's something I can so easily forget." "So what do you want me to do about it?" Carl said, sighing. Matthew paused, looked down at his desk, picked up a folder, and dropped it at his feet. "Come over here and pick that up," he ordered Carl. "That is all I have to do? Pick up a folder and that'll be the end of it?" Matthew arched his eyebrow and said, "Use your imagination while you are down there." "Oh, you are taking the p-" "Look, if you don't like it, then turn around and leave. No-one will stop you. But if you think you can walk out that door without repaying me just a little bit, you are sadly mistaken little brother." The venom in Matthew's voice was really unnerving Carl. He did not doubt for a second the sincerity of his brother's threat. But perhaps he was bluffing about him having to "use imagination" and Matthew wouldn't really want to go that far. So, deciding to see how serious Matthew was about this, Carl reluctantly walked around Matthew's desk and stood before him. Matthew stared up with an impatient glare. Carl slowly kneeled down until he was eye-level with the part of his brother's body that he would need to use some "imagination" on. Carl shakily reached a hand forward to rub up Matthew's thigh and cupped the incredible bulge yearning for release from the tight black designer trousers he insisted on wearing every day. The tight trousers which showed the full, round, muscled ass Carl couldn't get enough of a few nights before. The ass he wanted to- 'Okay then', Carl said to himself. 'Clearly incest and gay sex ARE something I have been wanting to try for a while...' Carl raised his eyes to Matthew's as he groped the bulge. Matthew gave a slight nod and Carl's jaw clenched. He undid the zip of Matthew's trousers and reached in until he grasped Matthew's warm, throbbing dick. Matthew's eyes fell shut and he moaned at this first touch. Carl pulled Matthew's dick out of his trousers and wrapped his hand around it, rubbing and tugging it until it was rock hard. Then, without warning, he leaned forward and sucked the head into his mouth. Matthew moaned quietly. Carl took more and more in, inch by inch, until all 8 inches were buried inside his mouth. He kept one hand on Matthew's thigh and cupped Matthew's balls with his other hand. Matthew placed his hands on the back of Carl's head, but let him move at his own pace. As Carl gained more confidence, he picked up speed and began bobbing up and down on Matthew's dick, licking his balls with his tongue when he had the full length in his mouth. Matthew could have happily let him keep giving him what was fast becoming the best blowjob of his life. But he wanted more. So, fighting the urge to blow his load inside Carl's mouth, he pulled Carl's head off his dick and stood them both up. Carl looked at him in confusion and Matthew grabbed a fistful of hair at the back of Carl's head and pulled him in for a kiss. Carl gasped in surprise and Matthew seized this opportunity to slide his tongue into his open mouth. Carl moaned and grasped Matthew's ass to pull him closer until Matthew's dick was grinding against Carl, who was still wearing his trousers. The kiss grew deeper and more hungry and soon Matthew was kissing along Carl's jaw and earlobe, and finally moved down to Carl's neck where he bit and sucked on his sweet skin. Without warning, Matthew yanked down Carl's trousers to his knees and spun Carl around, bending him over the desk on his stomach. Matthew kept a hand firmly on the back of Carl's jacket to stop him from moving. "Wait, what are you doing?" he asked breathlessly. "Getting even," Matthew replied, resting his raging hard dick on Carl's ass cheek while he roughly pushed a finger through Carl's virgin ass. It took a bit of pressure, but Matthew liked the challenge. He then started pushing a second finger inside, doing his best to prepare Carl for the thick 8-inch meat he was about to bury inside of him. When Matthew had spread Carl's cheeks and prepped his hole, he placed his dick at Carl's entrance and pushed forward with enough force, but enough skill, that he thought Carl was going to come all over the desk from all his moaning. When Matthew was all the way in, he began rocking back and forth, pulling out a little, and then ramming the head of his dick back in until it hit the spot he needed to make Carl scream out like the little bitch Matthew was determined to make him be. Matthew started to grunt as his thrusts became harder, and between his grunts, Carl's screams, and the sound of their fucking on the wooden desk, Matthew was sure the coppers would be banging on their door any minute! But Matthew kept going, wishing he had had the good sense to video this. He knew it must have been one hot sight: two young, fit guys fucking their brains out, dressed in Armani suits, with their trousers pushed down just low enough to show Matthew's tanned, toned arse ramming his dick into Carl's tight little perfect ass. Matthew wanted to come inside Carl right there and then, but once again, he wanted that little bit extra from Carl. So he pulled out of him, his younger brother completely dazed and hoarse from screaming with pleasure. Matthew yanked Carl up by the back of his jacket and forced him down onto his knees, where he immediately started fucking his mouth with his dick. Carl barely had time to get used to it before Matthew pulled out and grabbed Carl's face in his hands. "You're my little slut from now on, aren't you? Say it!" "I'm your slut, Matthew. I'll do whatever you want." "Good boy." Getting the answer he wanted, Matthew started wanking his dick over Carl's face and when he was ready to come, he stuck it back inside Carl's mouth and blew his load right down Carl's throat. He let Carl swallow for a few moments before he withdrew one final time, bringing a trail of cum from his dick and wiping it on his hand. "Lick it off," he told Carl. Carl went to lick it off but Matthew raised his hand and sucked the drops of cum into his own mouth. Carl stood up and drew Matthew in for a kiss, licking off the cum from Matthew's tongue and onto his own. With a satisfied swallow, Matthew pulled him in for one quick, final kiss, and then the two brothers smiled at each other. They were beginning to realise the full benefits of their new arrangement... To be continued? Let me know PLEASE!! Feedback to myniftystories@hotmail.com Even if you're not crazy about this pairing, let me know what pairing you would like to see (doesn't have to be from Emmerdale) and I will see about writing for you.