Date: Sat, 27 Feb 2021 17:47:01 +0800 From: Bennett Tan Subject: I Kissed my Brother by Mistake - Part 6 Chapter 6: We have to stop. Rhett aggressively pulled my shorts down, exposing my buns to the chilly temperature of the room. I tried hoisting myself up and looking at Rhett, but he pinned me down to his bed by my hips. He was animalistically heaving while shifting his attention to my ass, then to me, then back to my buns. I was startled when I felt his belligerent hands grope my globes hard and part it aggressively, letting the cold breeze of the air kiss my hole. I moaned. "Rhett, no... Aaahh" His hands were fixed, stretching my ass open as I felt his wet and firm tongue invade my entrance. I involuntarily jerk my head upwards from the contact as he kept slithering his supple tongue around the circumference of my tightness. My back reflexively arched and returned repeatedly from the intense pleasure. "Oh my god... Rhett!! Aaahh don't s-stop..." I bucked my hips and tried to find Rhett's eyes through my back. He was too caught up in the moment with his eyes closed, and his hands perpetually kneading my poor ass. Our eyes finally locked when his slick tongue penetrated my orifice, making my eyes roll backwards as he violently skimmed his tongue against the walls of my flesh, his tongue reaching as deep as it could. I was stammering and uncontrollably letting out gibberish words, desperately trying to hold Rhett to stop him because I was afraid of actually going insane from what he was doing. He held my hand and pinned it down to his bed. I felt his tongue strike me deeper than ever in a swift motion, pulling out and then sinking back in over and over again. I was sent to the boundary of my sanity as I spasmed against his handsome face. "Rhett... I'm gonna go-- crazy..." He kept at it for some more before he flipped me swiftly until I was lying on my back, facing him and seeing an almost feral look in his face. He fiddled with his buttons, taking out his rigid and fat meat stick in a frenzy. He crawled closer to me on his knees, straddling my chest as he directed his dick towards my mouth by pressing the topside of his shaft downwards with his thumb. "Open up. Now." He robustly commanded. He shoved his fat cock in my mouth the moment I opened it, giving me a taste of his familiar essence as he glided in deeper and deeper until it kissed the back of my throat. I had to slightly sit up to reposition myself in a way that I could take him wholly in my throat. I held his eyes as I resolutely bobbed my head up and down, rubbing his underside with my wide tongue as he blessed me with his aroused expression. His breathing was getting heavier by the minute as he stopped me from my motions and he started fucking my mouth sensually. His thrusts were slow but defined, burying his entire manhood in my mouth every time as his pubes tickled my nose. He would keep it lodged deep inside my throat for a while. "You like that, you fucking slut?" I nodded my head and tried to talk with my mouth full of him. He bit his lip. "You can't get enough of your big brother's cock, huh?" I nodded and garbled once again without tearing my submissive eyes from his domineering one, which just made his expression impossibly hornier. He fucked my mouth for a bit more before pulling it out completely and positioning himself between my thighs. He hoisted my thighs by the back of my knees with both of his hands as he pushed it against my shoulders, effectively folding me in half, and leaving my asshole agape from the position. He looked down at my asshole, and then back at me before smirking evilly. "Are you ready?" he asked. The hairs on my body rose. "Yes... Please Rhett, I need you inside me so... bad..." I forced myself to say through gritted teeth. He muttered a few curses before working his cock and pressing its snout against my entrance hard. He leaned towards me so that the back of my knees are now hoisted against his shoulders while he looked at me so intimately that it melted my heart. "Are you sure you want to do this, Wy?" he whispered. "Don't make me wait any longer, Rhett... please!" I desperately said. As if on cue, I felt an extreme pressure down there when he prodded my ass with his cock, leaving me with a burning feeling as my asshole enveloped the entirety of his thick head. My face twisted in pain as I tried hard to muffle the screams that wanted to escape my mouth from the excruciating pain. I held his shoulders, as a worried expression took over his face. "Sorry, Wy... Do you want me to stop?" "No! No, Rhett, please. Just... just stay like that for a while, I'm sure I'll adjust." I said, trying my best to show him that I was fine. I was, however, far from being fine. The pain I felt just from his dickhead inside me radiated throughout my whole body. I felt as if I was being split open by a jackhammer, but I wanted to do this with Rhett. "Y-You can move now..." I said, as I looked away from him. His stares were so intense and passionate that my insides began to feel all weird again. He turned my cheeks gently, forcing me to look him in the eyes again. I felt the slight friction against my ass as he began slowly pressing deeper and deeper, igniting the nerves on the walls of my ass in burning pain. He connected our lips, showering me with his gentle and split-second kisses as he tenderly caressed my hips in an effort to alleviate my intense discomfort. "Fuck... You're so tight, Wyatt..." he said. "Yeah, and you're so big, Rhett... I can't believe you're inside me..." I replied. He smirked. "Do you like how your brother feels inside you?" He asked with a coy voice. I slapped him on his shoulder. "S-Stop that..." He chuckled. He continued pressing further as I forced myself to feel something else other than the unbearable pain. I was so frustrated as it seemed like the base of his dick was still so far out of reach even with the incredible length already inside me. My face was scrunched up in pain as he stopped moving. "Hey... I'm sorry... You're in so much pain, Wyatt, tell me if you want us to stop, alright?" I met his eyes and forced a smile. "No, Rhett, I don't want to stop. I won't forgive you if you pull out, I swear to god." I said, lifting my head to give him a peck. He chuckled and continued putting pressure against my ass. After what seemed like hours to me, I finally felt his soft tufts of hair tickle my testicles as he was now completely inside me. His eyes were filled with so much drive when it locked with mine. "You did it, Wy. I'm all the way in." He smirked. "Damn it, why do you have to be so big..." I joked. After getting myself accustomed to his length, I urged him to start moving. He began pulling out until just about half of his dick was in then he would slowly thrust balls deep over and over again. The first few minutes were literally the most pain that I've ever felt in my life, but it eventually got better after a while. Sometimes he would lose control and start ramming his cock against me rather abruptly, but he would apologize and get back to his sensual and slow pace. His thrusts were hypnotizing, lodging in the deepest parts of me and making me realize that I was actually having sex with the man of my dreams. His eyes were scrunched tight in pleasure as he bit his lip in attempting to stifle his moans. "Shit, Wyatt! I can't believe how tight you are... Aaaah fuck!" he moaned. He continued plowing my ass, as it still burned from the friction, although not quite as excruciating as the first few minutes. It was somehow bearable, and I think the fact that I was giving Rhett so much pleasure made it so. I could feel his ragged breaths as he religiously pumped his hips against my ass. "Haaahh--- Aaahh.. Haaaahhh, fuuuck! Aaahh, Whyyy-- att!" he grunted. Rhett was completely lost in the feeling as he colonized my lips and lapped on it while gradually picking up the pace of his thrusts. Suddenly, he hit a spot in my ass that sent me way over the edge, making me reflexively claw through the sheets of his bed and jerk my hips upwards. I miserably failed to stifle my mouth as I uncontrollably groaned from the pleasure, feeling the sudden build up from my prostate to my dick as I shot ropes and ropes of cum towards my stomach. "Rhett! Aahhh... O-Oh god, Rhett!!" I whined as he continued ramming his raging dick in the deepest parts of my pussy. "I'm gonna fucking impregnate you." he hoarsely whispered. Just a few seconds after, his thrusts became harder and faster, driving me back to the edge as he kept hitting the spot every time. He began fucking me senseless until I felt his shoulders tense, as warm gushes of thick fluid filled my insides. He would thrust deep inside and release batches and batches of his sperm into me, as we were completely transformed into a moaning mess. I literally felt as if I was full from eating with how much he released. We stayed in the same position for god knows how long before he collapsed on top of me. My knees falling back as it touched his bed while his cock was still completely inside me. His face was buried in the crook of my neck, breathing heavily and catching his breath from the high. "Holy shit, Wyatt. I'm--- I don't know what to say." he said. I chuckled. "I know..." I would involuntarily squeeze my asshole every now and then, feeling his still hard as a rock dick getting constricted. "I want...." he paused before lifting his head to meet my eyes. "I wanna fuck you again..." he seriously said. I bit my lip and chuckled. I nodded. Without wasting another second, he carried me by the back of my knees as he got off the bed without ever having to pull his dick out of my ass. My ass dangled from the edge of his bed as he flipped me over so that I was now facing the wall doggy-style. He smacked my ass rather violently before beginning to thrust in and out again like a sex-crazed addict. His hand pinned me down to his bed by the area between my shoulder blades as his other hand freely smacked my sore ass repeatedly as he continuously rammed harder and harder into me. My ass was still so slippery with his thick cum, and I began to feel intense pleasure from the ever so slightly present friction of his thrusts. Rhett kept on hitting my sensitive spot as his hand wrapped itself around my swelling dick, pumping it hard in a steady rhythm. I lost every bit of control I had on my body as I reached my second climax, shooting cum after cum into Rhett's sheets. He clasped my shoulder with his hand and pulled slightly for leverage as he fervently fucked me senseless like there was no tomorrow. We were grunting and moaning until I felt his warm cum fill my ass once again. He dropped on top of me, panting hard from the exhausting exercise as we both caught our breaths. "You're something else, Rhett." I chuckled. He planted wet kisses on the base of my neck, tracing it until he reached my jaw. He stuck his tongue out and slid it across the side of my face until he reached my ear. "Wyatt... one more time." he seductively said. ----------------- Rhett's endurance was unbelievable as we kept fucking for about another hour after that. He finally collapsed on his bed and I was still wide awake even if I was completely tired from the relentless fucking we just did. He looked so peaceful and innocent as he slept. I still couldn't wrap my head around what just happened when I looked at Rhett's handsome face. His plump lips would slightly part when he breathed out and his light snores were so cute that I just wanted to wake him up and have him fuck me again. I scooted closer to him, memorizing his face. I thought about what happened, and what was happening between us. I entered this university without having that much of a relationship with Rhett, not even as brothers, but now, here I was. It was just so complicated and fucked up that out of all the people that could have popped my cherry, it had to be Rhett. It had to be my brother. We did something irreversible tonight. It's no longer something we can just pass as a fruit of our curiosity. It's no longer something we can justify or contain. We had sex. And it didn't come without any meaning, at least not for me. I felt the warm tears pool behind my eyes as I let it drop across my temple to the sheets. Every time Rhett thrusted into me just a while ago, I was overwhelmed with emotions. Not with lust, but something else much more powerful and grappling. The way he kept looking at me, the way he was so gentle and rough at the same time, and the way he told me I was the best made me feel so happy. At the moment, I forgot about everything. Every problem, every thought, and everything that didn't concern me and Rhett. Heck, I even forgot about the one thing that should've deeply concerned me: Rhett being my brother. I was just so caught up in his eyes that I was willing to go over any boundaries just to experience this with him. I began sobbing. I held my hand over my mouth as I realized how deeply in love I was with my brother. I know it's wrong, and I've forced myself countless times to bury my feelings by constantly reminding myself how immorally and legally wrong this was, but I just couldn't bring myself to stop. I didn't want our relationship to end or to go back to how it was before. For once in my life, I was so happy, even if I was probably nothing more than a body he could use whenever he felt horny. I felt so depressed whenever I thought about what would happen in the future because I couldn't think of anything that I'd be happy about. When the time comes that he tells me he doesn't want anything to do with me anymore, I wouldn't know what to do. I'd probably just self-destruct and never be the same again, but for now, I'm just trying to savor what's going on between us. Even if it's fleeting. Even if it's so temporary. Even if it entails so many dire consequences that I'd have to deal with in the future. I just didn't know that I'd be dealing with that future so soon. I felt myself surrender from the grip of my fatigue as I wrapped my arms around Rhett. ------------ Rhett's POV: I woke up to the most amazing familiar sensation emanating from my crotch. I opened my eyes, immediately meeting Wyatt's, as he sensually bobbed his head up and down while looking at me yieldingly. The way his soft and smooth lips scraped my length repeatedly drove me crazy. I was never able to look at Wyatt all the way through whenever he sucked my dick because his submissive and lustful eyes were way too much for me to handle. I'd probably cum in a couple of minutes. I shut my eyes and laid back against my pillow, stretching my arms and letting my hands dig their ways under my head. Wyatt pulled out, and swirled his talented tongue around my sensitive head, letting out garbled moans and making me buck my hips against him reflexively. In the short time we spent fooling around, Wyatt was now undoubtedly a master at giving blowjobs. I would always have to force myself to think about gross and ugly stuff in my mind to suppress a premature climax whenever he does it, which is why I often close my eyes. His soft and delicate hands molested my torso, as he continued taking half my length in and out of his warm mouth like a champ. I was close to cumming when the shrilling sound of my phone echoed across the room. I reached for the night stand, while Wyatt never bothered to stop servicing me. I chuckled. I looked at the phone and realized that Mom was calling. The three-lettered word that flashed before my screen dragged me out of my daydream as I shifted my eyes to Wyatt who was still oblivious. I suddenly felt extremely repulsed by what we were doing. I pulled my cock out of his mouth abruptly before getting out of bed and answering the call without even looking at my brother. "Hello, Ma? What's up?" I asked. "Rhett, how are you boys?" I gulped. All the things I did with Wyatt flashed before my eyes in a flash, drowning me with guilt and remorse. "We're fine, Ma. Why did you call?" "No reason. I just wanted to make sure you're ok. Has Wyatt done anything I'd be mad about?" she jokingly said. I couldn't even bring myself to laugh, when images of my dick ramming his ass from last night surfaced in my mind. I closed my eyes shut and released a heavy sigh. "Rhett, are you ok?" she asked. "Yes, Ma, I'm fine. No, Wyatt's been good so far. We're going home this weekend by the way." I meet Wyatt's eyes for a split-second before turning away immediately. "Really? Well that's nice! I'll make sure to prepare both of your favorites then. Alright, take care of you brother Rhett, I love you." "Love you, Ma. See you soon." I plopped the phone down by the night stand as I put on my clothes in haste. Wyatt was still glued in my bed from my peripheral vision. "Rhett, what's wrong?" he asked. "Nothing." I said, walking out of the bedroom and heading straight towards the bathroom. I washed up and brushed my teeth before heading back out and seeing Wyatt waiting for me while sitting on a chair by the dinner table. "Rhett... please tell me what's wrong." His voice was shivering as his eyes were a tad blurry from tears that were threatening to fall. I sighed. "Wyatt. We need to talk." I positioned the other chair in front of him as I faced him. "We have to stop... whatever this is." I said. His tears finally fell as he desperately tried to wipe it off but it kept pouring down like a faucet. I felt like a fucking asshole for doing this to Wyatt, and for making him feel this way because of my stupidity and lack of self control. This was all my fault. "Listen, we never should've done the things we have. I know you already know this, but what we're doing is sick... I thought that I wasn't cheating on Astrid when I do it with you because you're my brother but... that makes it even more disgusting." I dug my forehead against my palm in frustration. "I know..." he said. "I know it all too well, Rhett." Our eyes met. I could see how much effort he put in composing himself. "But you're just so unfair... You make me feel things that are so unfair! One moment you make me feel like the most precious person in the world, but then the next, you just shut me out and ignore me like all you ever did to me before." he sobbed. I was at a loss for words. I didn't know that was how he felt until now. I blamed myself for everything. I blamed myself for being confused because of Wyatt. I blamed myself for acting on my desires that I shouldn't have even had in the first place. It broke my heart how much I fucked up my brother, and I couldn't bear looking him in the eyes anymore. "Do you think I wanted this?" He asked. "Do you think I wanted to fool around with you long enough to realize that I'm so deeply in love with you?" he said. Saying that I was shocked with what he said was an understatement. My eyes grew wide from his revelation and I was frozen from where I was sitting. Not long after, Wyatt's own eyes grew wide as he started to stammer. "R-Rhett I-- I didn't mean... I didn't mean that..." I stared at the ground, completely devoid of any idea how to feel or what to do. ----------------------- A/N: Hi! Please know that I've read every single one of your emails/replies, and I love them! Unfortunately, I won't have as much time to work on this story because my semester starts on Monday, but rest assured, I'll still continue writing about the lives of Rhett and Wyatt. I just won't be updating as fast. Cheers, Bennett :)