Date: Sat, 25 Jun 2022 11:48:36 -0500 From: Jake Stone Subject: Irish Brothers in America:: Chapter One No long drawn out introduction this time. If you read my stories you know the drill. Look for me under the authors section.Rugby Player Rob Kearney is the inspiration for Ryan. Rugby Player Jack Owens (Widnes Vikings) is the inspiration for Noah. Both men are masculine and hot. Please contribute to Nifty! The greatest source on the planet for us like minded twisted souls! Irish Brothers in America:: Chapter One, Story begins in Killiney County, Dublin, Ireland - 2010 Ryan Curran was waking up in his parents home, in Killiney, for the last time. For a while at least. He will be boarding a plane for America this afternoon. After a layover in New York and then Detroit, his final destination will be South Bend, Indiana. He'll be attending Notre Dame. A life long dream for his dad to have one of his sons go to the school he went to 20 years before. Maybe both. Ryan had just turned 18 a couple months before. His grades were outstanding at St. Benildus College so he had no trouble with the admissions requirements. And his father had plenty of money to shore him up while he attended school. Ryan had also inquired about the La Crosse team since they didn't have Rugby or Wrestling at Notre Dame. He was to meet with the coach right away once he got settled. Ryan looked rugged and strong. He looked more 25 than 18. One wouldn't mistake him for an academic achiever though but he was. Right at 5' 11" and 205 pounds Ryan was thick and handsome. His dark hair, constant five o'clock shadow and green eyes along with his muscular build made people's eyes linger on him a bit longer than they normally would. Ryan usually didn't take notice though. He was a serious guy. Serious in his studies and serious in sport. He'd rather be at the gym than waste his time dating. Especially since the people he wanted to date seemed unavailable. Laying in bed, under just one sheet, Ryan stretched and tried to yawn the sleep out of himself. He felt his piss hard-on was demanding attention. Tenting the sheet. His knob pushing out of his foreskin. He figured a small wank wouldn't hurt before he went to relieve himself. He put his nose in his left pit while he played with his cock with his right hand. Man scent, especially in the locker room, made him horny. It felt dirty to him. Especially since he usually thought of one guy the most at times like this. Noah. His little brother was becoming quite the stud. Has a strong scent of his own lately. Drove Ryan wild. He never let it show. He couldn't. But his obsession has been going on for years. Ryan liked looking at other blokes as well. A secret that he's kept close to his heart. No one would imagine that Ryan Curran was an Aerach. But remembering Noah in his board shorts and, then, nothing else last night made him touch his pulsing hard-on. But that's when the memory of what happened the night before struck him. Regret came over him. Ryan's mates from sport threw him a party that previous night at the beach, before his departure, this day, to America. His little brother Noah tagged along, which he didn't mind at all as they were close. Noah was Ryan's best friend. Only about 13 months separated them. And Noah, just turning 17 himself, idolized his big brother. Followed in his footsteps in everything. Even Rugby and Wrestling. When Noah announced that he wanted to go to school in America as well, Ryan was pleased. If he wanted anyone to be with him it was Noah. But he would have to rough it for a year on his own at least. Noah will be in his last year of his Senior Cycle in the fall when Ryan will be a freshman at Notre Dame. At the beach there were plenty of pints to be had. One of the blokes had actually secured a keg. Others had brought bottles and cans of beer. There was Irish Whiskey to be passed around as well. Ryan, on this rare occasion, let himself get pissed. A few hours into the evening Ryan had lost his shirt and his shoes. Seriously lost them having no idea where they ended up. Just in boardshorts, which were barely hanging on, he made a striking figure. His well rounded shoulders held onto massive arms for a teen his age. His chest was meaty and powerful. And his stomach was flat with at least a six pack showing. His cum gutters flowed into the waistband of his boardshorts that were loose and riding low. His muscular ass and large mound were the only thing holding them up. He almost looked indecent but he managed to pull it off. Many had noticed, both girls and boys, all of them either jealous or horny about him. Including Noah. Noah not only idolized his brother but he had a bit of a crush on him as well. Ok, a large crush. But he knew that it was only a one way affection. Just watching Ryan interact with everyone Noah knew that he would lose his brother to some female someday. Katie O'ffarrell also had her eyes on Ryan. She had for the last three years. She knew this was her last chance with him. It would be worth it to at least have him inside her just once. Even if she never saw him again. She began by lightly flirting with him. He returned some half serious flirting as well. Grinning stupidly at her. As pissed as he was, Ryan would have flirted with anyone. Not that it was the norm for him. He was what was known as a mysterious loner. A brooding type. And very serious. Katie saw her chance as she saw Ryan getting a bit more pissed, barely able to stand straight on his own. Before long she had him behind a rock wall of sorts. Rocks piled up high as some sort of divider on the beach. She didn't care what it was for but was thankful for the cover. Katie took off the top of her bikini and then started to kiss Ryan as she undid the velcro of his boardshorts. Ryan was mostly giggling. And mostly out of nervousness. No one would believe it but Ryan was a virgin. All the way around. So of course he was hard. No one's ever touched him like this. But he always pictured his mates or Noah doing the touching. Not a female. Especially a slut like Katie. Not that he had anything against sluts. He hoped to sort of be one himself someday. Once he was able. But he had a feeling that Katie wasn't a good person either. When the board shorts dropped and Ryan's cock stood tall Katie got wetter. He was huge and thick, just like the rest of his body. His long foreskin still covered his knob a bit even as hard as he was. Katie, far from being a virgin, couldn't wait to feel his large cock inside of her. Even if he split her in two she would die happy. She had expected a hot guy like him that was a loner would probably have a small one. That's why he wasn't as active as the others. But she was happy to be proved wrong at this point. For a few moments she took him into her mouth. Not getting a third of him in, she almost choked. Her throat couldn't handle the size. The thickness. But she was able to lather his cock up with some spit. Ryan, meanwhile, was lost for a moment in a sensation he never felt before. Girls did nothing for him but he discovered that a mouth could do wonders. No matter who it belonged to. Katie then pushed him on his back onto the sand. She was going to be in control of this one she decided. Before she squatted over him she removed her own bottoms. Her pussy was wet and ready. She had to do this while she still had him in her clutches. Before he sobered up. She took his cock all in at once. Moaning loudly as his entrance gave her pain she hadn't experienced before. She was stretched, feeling like she was going to tear, but, again, she didn't care. He felt so good once he passed her lips. The last time she got laid her ex-boyfriend, who's five years older, and his friend fucked her for old times sake. They passed her back and forth for three rounds each loading her pussy each time bareback. That was two months ago. Thankfully she has had two periods since then. Once the pain from Ryan subsided she started to go up and down on him. Being a bit drunk herself she never even thought to get a rubber on him. She hasn't renewed her pill prescription in a while and usually used rubbers. Except for that time her ex and his friend filled her up with cum. But she loved the feeling of cum in her. She really needed to be back on the pill. But in the heat of the moment, being naked in the great outdoors with the hottest guy on this side of Dublin, she didn't worry about any of her concerns. She was having a good fuck. As Ryan was looking up at her, not knowing what to do really, he noticed Noah come around the corner. When Noah saw what was happening a look of hurt filled his face. It happened just as Ryan was cumming inside the bitch. After he unloaded into her it took him a minute to get his senses back. As he did he looked at Noah. He was angry now. Looking at Noah's face he realized what he had done. What she had done, really. He never wanted this. Her. He pushed Katie off of him and said, "Get dressed." and that was it. Noah hadn't moved. Katie didn't care. She got what she wanted. She put on her bottoms and took her top and went to join the others. Her pussy happily filled with Ryan Curran's cum. She couldn't wait to tell her girlfriends. She just said, "Have fun in the states. See you around." And then she was off. No walk of shame for her. Ryan sat naked in the sand with his knees up to his chest. His glistening half hard cock touching the sand beneath him. Noah gave an audible gasp looking down at his hunky brother. Hearing this Ryan looked up at Noah and said, "Fucking cunt just sat on my cock like it was hers. Before I even knew what was happening. I'm sobering now. Wish I was a few minutes ago. I would have never let that happen. I feel gross." "Come on Ryan, I'll get you home." Noah said approaching the one person he loved more than anyone. He would have gladly given up his ass for Ryan. Why Ryan let that slut have her way with him was beyond him. But what did it matter? Ryan was painfully straight and would end up with a bitch like that someday and Noah would just have to put up with it. He pulled his brother up and said, "You want to wash off in the water before you put on your shorts?" "Might be an idea. Lord knows what's on my cock. Thanks Noah. Come with me?" Ryan asked hopefully. "I don't want to get my shorts wet if we're going home." Noah said. "Take them off. We're behind the rocks. Besides, everyone is too pissed to notice. Come in with me, please." Ryan pleaded. He couldn't be without his brother right now. He felt so violated. Not because of the sex but because of the person and the deception. Noah let his shorts drop as he stood in the dark looking at his brother. Thankfully he played sports enough that he was in the locker rooms all the time. But he still felt himself getting a bit hard as he looked at his stunning brother and thought it would be best if they got in the cold water quickly. "Come on then," Noah said, pulling Ryan by his ample arm. Ryan followed him in the water and it was cold. Very cold. But they washed off the sweat and the remains of Katie on Ryan. Then they got out as quickly as they got in. When they got back to the spot they left their shorts Noah was shivering. They had no towels. Ryan took him in his arms without warning and said, "There, there now. We'll warm each other up", standing naked stomach to stomach, chest to chest, cock to cock. As much as they could, anyway, Noah being 5' 7" to Ryan's 5' 11". Noah's cock responded. He started to pull away, "Not yet. This is good. We'll be warm soon enough." Ryan said as he hugged his brother into him harder. "But I'm..." Noah started. "Me too Noah. No worries." Ryan said, and Noah noticed that indeed Ryan was getting hard as well. Even though he just came in Katie. Could he feel the same as Noah? Noah dismissed that thought right away until Ryan hugged him even tighter, "I love you more than anyone Noah. I'll always take care of you no matter what. This is nothing. Always remember that. No cunt like that will come between us. Ever. You're my number one mate. This next year will fly by and I can't wait for you to be with me." "You'll be married with a child on the way by then." Noah said sadly into Ryan's shoulder. "I assure you, that will never happen. I have a lot of school to get through. But I do love you mate." Ryan said as Noah looked up at him and shivered. Not sure why Ryan said that last bit again. That he loved him. Yes, they freely said it to one another but this was sort of an intimate moment. Not that he minded. He dreamed of being in his hunk brother's arms. "Yeah, um, love you too." Noah said still shivering, not from the cold but from the way Ryan was holding him. "Right. We should be off then. I'm sort of over all these people." Ryan said as he released Noah. He went to where both their shorts were, his hard on waving in the wind leading the way, and gave Noah his. Then they headed to the path leading away from the beach and into their neighborhood. Staying naked. Almost to the street lights they finally both put their shorts on. One thing they did know about each other all these years was they both were a bit of exhibitionists. They both worked hard on the bodies they had and loved the appreciation that was gained from it. They were both naked in their own rooms a lot. So the naked walk from the beach was no big deal. They had gladly left the beach where the party was with Ryan's arm around Noah's neck. Not saying goodbye to anyone. Why bother? He would never see them again. Now, as Ryan laid there remembering everything from last night, he realized he needed to see Noah, alone, for a few moments. Regretting what Noah saw last night. Regretting he was leaving Noah. Regretting that he let that bitch touch him that way. He wanted to make sure Noah was alright. He got up and put on some gym shorts and headed to Noah's room. It was really sort of early so he doubted anyone was up. When he got to Noah's door he opened it quietly. Noah was face down asleep with his beautiful, muscular, bubble butt sticking out from under the sheet. Ryan could lose control this very moment and pounce on his brother. Eating that beautiful arse like he's always wanted to do. But he knew better. He needed to wait till they lived alone to approach Noah and see if he was interested. In America. He closed the door. Then he laid on Noah's bed next to him. But on the covers on his back. Keeping his shorts on. Perfectly decent. Although he still wanted to reach out and caress Noah's arse cheeks. Noah started to wake and when he felt his bed shift he sort of panic'd and then looked back. Seeing that it was Ryan eased him a little but he was still nervous. "What are you doing here?" "I wanted to spend some time with you alone, before I leave, I have things to tell you." Ryan said as he smiled at his brother. This seemed a lot more intimate than Noah imagined Ryan would be. "What do you need to tell me?" Noah was shaking from being nervous and being naked in front of his brother. He hadn't moved and realized his arse was on display. On one hand he wanted to cover it and on the other he wanted to show it to his brother hoping for even more intimacy. "I just need to tell you how much I love you. That I can't wait for you to be with me in America." Ryan said. "My best mate and I together once again.", and then he smiled at Noah, nervous himself. Afraid to really bare what was on his mind. "It can't be as much as I love you." Noah said sadly, it wasn't an unusual remark. They said that stuff all the time. "You told me all this last night, brother. Anything wrong?" "Want a bet? Nothing really wrong. Just going to miss you. Anyway, We'll have a great time, I know it. And by the time you get there I'll have the lay of the land." Ryan said, while he was thinking of what Noah really did to him. He's controlled himself so much. Never wanting to hurt his little brother. He felt like such a perv. "I wish you wouldn't go." Noah sort of pleaded. Knowing it was to no avail. "It will only be a year. Less than that really. It's August already. You'll be out in June. Ten months!" Ryan said reassuringly. "And dad made sure I'm home for the holidays in four months. 10 days!" "I guess you're right. Won't be the same without one of us cheering on the other at a match." Noah said. Ryan smiles, sadly himself, and then said, "Come on then. Both of us need a shower and to get down to breakfast." Noah got up and tried to hide his hard cock from his brother as he made his way, naked, to his own bathroom. Ryan watched him. Thinking to himself how bad he was for his own thoughts about Noah. How bad he felt for perving on him the way he did. But he's done it for years. Noah was the one that was unavailable for him. Someday he would see if Noah really feels the same way he does. Ryan went to shower and dress in his own room and then they met downstairs with their parents to have a full Irish for breakfast, and then it was going to be time to go to the airport. When they did get to the airport, after hugging and kissing his parents, Ryan went to give Noah a hug and a kiss on the cheek. All proper in front of the parents. As it ever was. While they hugged Ryan said quietly into Noah's ear, "Practice for me, it's ok." Ryan knew what he was doing. Noah would take it as either practice in Rugby, or be the best you could be in school, or what he really meant. Have sex and practice for me because I am going to tear you up when we are finally alone. Noah's eyes got big when he looked at Ryan as they released the hug. 'Did he just say what I think he said? No it was my imagination. He meant school or sport.', Noah thought. Then Ryan was off. The year did go fast but Ryan was miserable. He called his father numerous times. Indiana was so right winged and bigoted. South Bend wasn't as much but the blokes that enrolled at Notre Dame were. It wasn't the liberal atmosphere his father described when he went here. During the holidays it was the same. Ryan was not adjusting well to his surroundings. He hated the midwest. He could barely enjoy his time with his family. The ten days went fast. Ryan and Noah barely got any alone time. Not that Noah thought anything would happen but he yearned for the company of his brother at the very least. By the second semester, after the holidays, Ryan and his father came to an agreement that he could transfer to Stanford. Afterall, Ryan had gotten three semesters practically done in two. He was ahead of the game. Even while he played La Crosse. During the second semester something happened at home, around April, that his parents decided to keep away from Ryan for the time being. They would handle it. They even swore Noah to secrecy. They wanted Ryan to get through his difficult year at Notre Dame without distractions. They didn't know missing Noah was his only distraction right now. Their father spoke with Noah, in the middle of the year, and asked where he wanted to go. If he still wanted to go to Notre Dame. He just said, "If Ryan is going to Stanford I suggest we get my application in straight away. I'll be going there with him." That's what the father thought he would say. Once Noah's application had been processed Mr. Curran contacted the president at Stanford. It wasn't that Noah didn't have the credentials to get in. He passed those with flying colors. But he wanted to secure a space for him as they did get a late start in the process. Mr. Curran made a sizable donation to the school. Explaining that he was proud to be sending both his boys to the school. If Noah was accepted, that is. This was after Ryan's transfer already went through. The president assured him he would review the application himself. The president called Mr. Curran a few days later. "Mr. Curran, I've noticed that neither one of your boys have contacted the wrestling coach. I was surprised with their experience. Should we arrange a video meeting?" "I'm just sure they were waiting for the proper admittance papers sir. But, trust me, Ryan and Noah would feel as though part of their experience was missing if they did not belong to a team of mates." Mr. Curran said. "They haven't checked their emails yet, then. I'm sure everything is in order. I'll have the coach contact them. Let me know if there is anything else we can help you with Mr. Curran." And with that he clicked off. Mr. Curran could not wait till he got home to give Noah the news. If he hadn't looked at his email already. And just as he finished that thought his office phone went off. When he picked it up he didn't even have time to say hello, "Dad! I'm in! I'm accepted to Stanford." Noah yelled into the phone. "That's wonderful my boy. Just grand!" Then they talked for a bit about the plan. In a few months they would all be going to America. Even Mrs. Curran. To settle the boys in. Mr. Curran always felt bad about sending Ryan alone. But Ryan was different from Noah. An old soul. Seemed to know his way around life before he was even walking. He never worried about him for the most part. Always serious and in control. This time Mr. Curran would be going alone with Noah at first. They would stop in South Bend and collect Ryan and then head to Stanford, California. He didn't relish the fact that both his boys would be even farther away but he understood their concerns about the midwest. As wealthy as they were they were still quite liberal. He knew that the midwest had changed but he didn't know how far it went. When Mr. Curran and Noah arrived in South Bend they booked a room for one night and then they were all to leave the next day. Ryan stayed in the dorms until they left. Ryan's transfer had gone well and he only lost 6 credits that didn't work with Stanford's curriculum. And, with Noah's acceptance the Curran boys were all set. Mr. Curran booked two rooms, for the first week of June, at the Santa Clara Marriott and had already bought a ticket for his wife to join them when they got to California so she wouldn't have to make the long detour to South Bend as well. He told the boys not to worry. Their room had queen beds. Enough room for both. As soon as the three men arrived in Stanford Mr. Curran hired a real estate agent and decided that it was much more prudent to purchase rather than pay rent every month. He found the boys a patio home. A very expensive patio home. But everything was expensive in the Bay area. It was attached on both sides like townhomes, but single story, the backyard was an awesome, and private, garden with a large patio. Small area of grass. It was two bedrooms with a study and a small kitchen. The boys were overwhelmed with their father's generosity. He just said, "It's all going to be yours someday anyway. Might as well set you up to succeed. I want you to study hard and not have to worry about any nonsense." When Mrs. Curran arrived they worked on getting it furnished. The boys gave up their room at the Marriott, that they barely had time to sleep in and moved in straight away as soon as the beds were delivered. The parents stayed at the hotel. After dinner that first night that they were to be in their apartment alone, their parents dropped them off at their new home. Before they left back to Ireland they promised to take them car shopping. Only one car though. Which was fine with both of them. Ryan was feeling like something was off with their parents. Like they were holding onto something that they wanted to tell him, or Noah, or both. He wasn't sure. He was just hoping everything was alright in their marriage. Now that they were empty nesters they would only have each other. But he dismissed it for now. His focus was on Noah. He was finally going to have Noah alone for a whole night. He just wanted to stay up all night and talk with him. They went in the front door of their new home and after the door was closed Ryan asked, "Beer?". "We have beer?" Noah asked, he thought the fridge was empty. He watched Ryan go to the kitchen as he took off his shirt and threw it on the floor of the empty living room. A natural act for Ryan when he wanted to be comfortable at home. Leaving him in just some jeans and trainers. It also brought back the memory that Ryan was a bit of a pig at home. He hoped he didn't have to pick up after him all the time. Even though, deep down, he knew he would. He would do anything for Ryan. Anything. "Yep, Dad snuck some in here when mom wasn't looking. He let me know at dinner." Ryan said, returning with two bottles. "Budweiser, I've grown sort of fond of them since I've been here, easy to drink. He left two cases here." Ryan then toed off his trainers and slipped off his ankle socks. Noah thought he looked so hot. He didn't know how he was actually going to pull off being alone with his hunky brother for the duration of school. Noah then did the same. Mostly out of habit. They boys always hung around the house in just shorts back home when it was summer. And it was warmer here. Even in the Bay area. Ryan regarded his brother. "You've grown. Not only in muscle but you look less like a kid now." Trying to keep his lust at bay. Deep down he knew his brother was as gay as he was but they never broached the subject. He wondered what Noah really thought about him. If Noah really knew what made him tick. But all he ever saw from his little brother was admiration. Ryan had found a few blokes to fuck in Indiana. Finally having the fun he always wanted to have. He even let a brute from the La Crosse team fuck him a few times. He enjoyed it when it was rough. His own cunt seemed to need it now, now and then. Although for Noah he would be the top. He knew that deep inside. Noah looked at Ryan shyly and said, "Thanks. I either studied or worked out. Not much more to do." Which was a lie. He practiced. Just like his brother asked him to do. Not sure if that is really what he meant or not. But he did it anyway. With a couple of team mates regularly, Bash and Henry. They were always willing to throw him a fuck. Bash especially. Noah and Bash started young. They were only 15 their first time together. Well before Ryan left home. Then there was George. His parent's lead gardener. He was around year round. By himself in the winter and had a staff in spring and summer. George had taken a liking to the young heir and was in heaven when he found out the boy liked to have his boy pussy filled with cum. Noah found him untamed and sort of beastly. But attractive nonetheless. Muscular and tanned from the outdoors. With a scent about him that reminded him of Ryan. Yes, young Noah was being fucked two to three times a week. Ever since the previous summer. He would die if Ryan ever found out. "We better make the beds, seeing as they are the only furniture we have for the moment." Ryan said. They had a king sized bed in each room that had been delivered earlier. They quickly made the one in the primary. The rest of the furniture was to be delivered tomorrow which they would wait around for. Their parents would sight see tomorrow leaving the boys on their own until dinner. Once Ryan's bed was made he went to get a couple more beers and then laid back against the headboard. Noah had gone to make his bed. When Noah came back to find Ryan, Ryan said, "Sit with me." Indicating the beer on the other side of the bed that he put there for Noah. Noah sat on the bed, dressed just as Ryan, in only jeans. He leaned back against the headboard and relaxed. Again, just like Ryan. Ryan gave him a smirk. A sexy smirk. Noah saw it. Ryan had become less concerned about grooming since he left home. Being in an all male dorm, full of jocks, it was easy to let go of certain social norms. He liked his own scent and the scent of other men. He noticed a lot of the jocks in his dorm felt the same way. Whether they were with women or not. The men he learned to fool around with on the team were like him. They kept their pit and crotch scent natural. It was a sexual turn on for Ryan. His hair also had that unruly jock look. Looking perfect even when it was a mess. Longer than it ever had been. Noah was even more attracted to the new Ryan than he was to the old. If that was possible. Ryan put his hands behind his head, after his last pull of beer, releasing his scent. It was strong. Noah almost whimpered but caught himself. This was going to be hard. Living with this fucking slab of sex. His brother would walk into a room and everyone would stare. Men and women. He saw it at dinner tonight. Noah hoped he didn't give himself away too much. Ryan was having similar thoughts himself. But the opposite. He thought that Noah had become a stud in his own right. He also saw how people looked at him. He was just the shorter version of himself. But cuter. While he himself looked a bit rougher and untamed, Noah had that collegiate look to him. But they both had that thick five o'clock shadow. Both of them looked very masculine. But Noah would always still have that boy next door look that you always see on television. Ryan got up to piss and then came back with two more beers and his jeans still undone. Obviously going commando as usual. No surprise to Noah but it still gave him pause. "You haven't become shy have you brother?" "What do you mean?" Noah asked bewildered. "I'm going to lose the pants and relax. Like we always did." Ryan said as he sat on the bed and removed his jeans. Noah panic'd for a moment. Yes they had done it many times before. But that was when they were kids, or teens, not as adults. "Feel free. It's your house too." That was the biggest problem. It was just the two of them now. Alone in a house. No need to be careful. "I'll get there eventually." Noah said. Actually hoping he'd pass out before then. Ryan smiled at him as he laid back against the headboard again. One hand behind his head, a beer in the other. His legs stretched out and crossed at the ankles. Noah thought that it was impossible for anyone to have that many good genes. How well they all went together. Or was the love he had for his big brother blinding him? "Can we talk man to man little brother?" Ryan asked nonchalantly. Although he was very nervous inside, Ryan was always able to pull off confidence, even when he lacked it. "Um, of course, is there an issue? You need to have a girl over already?" Noah joked but was waiting for the blow. But it was impossible for Ryan to have a girlfriend over already as they just moved here. But he was not looking forward to it when it happened. "Trust me, nothing like that," Ryan chuckled, "In fact the complete opposite. If we are going to be alone here, together, we need to be completely honest with each other. No more half-truths." Noah looked confused but then said, "Ok, then what..." "I'm gay Noah. Always have been. I never dated for..." Ryan started, blurting it out. Ripping off the bandaid. "But Katie..." Noah interrupted. "That was rape. If I was a girl and she were a boy she would be in jail right now. I was totally pissed and she took advantage of it. I'm just happy I didn't catch all sorts of nasty diseases from that slut. God knows how many blokes she's been with." Ryan spat off angrily. "I told you that night that she just sat on it. No time for me to think. I had never been touched by anyone before so I got hard. It wasn't because I was attracted to her. But I definitely never meant to fuck her. God no. Never." "Never been touched? By anyone?" Noah found it hard to believe that the man who he considered the sexiest bloke on earth had never been touched. Noah was also now finding it hard to hold in the secret he told his parents he wouldn't divulge until they were all together. "Never. Not until her, and then this last year. I want to be completely honest with you. You're my best friend Noah." Ryan said. "And you're mine. What about this last year?" Noah asked. "I practiced. Did you?" Ryan asked with a sexy smirk. "You mean...?" Noah began astonished. "I meant what I said brother. For you to practice. Did you?" Ryan said while still holding his beer, but his pinky had started to pet his own cock that was becoming a bit full. Then he said, "You know it's ok. Ok to tell me. We should have been twins Noah. Both are smart. Both are good in sport. We like the same things. Tell me that's not true." Noah said nervously, "No, it's true. All of it." "So you're like me too? Gay? Right?" Ryan asked. Knowing the answer already. Noah was so afraid this was a put on. He didn't answer right away. He just stared at his brother waiting for the punchline. But it didn't come. "Trust me Noah. I'm never going to hurt you. Or try to pull a fast one on you. I'm not like that." Ryan realized Noah's apprehension, "I need you to be honest with me from now on." Ryan was so sincere that Noah finally answered. "Yes, yes I am. Just like you, I guess. All the way." Noah said quickly. Barely letting out a breath. Nervous and relieved at the same time. "Well, I doubt that. I'm pretty twisted. And I've been perving over my little brother for at least 6 or 7 years." Ryan chuckled nervously. Looking at Noah to gauge his reaction. "You have?" Noah asked not believing it. Ryan smiled at him and then put down his beer. "Just like an old perv I have. I just have one more question," he said as he slid closer to Noah. "Um..ok...er..what?" Noah asked not knowing where this was going. But he had a few fantasies lined up. Ryan's lips got to within an inch of Noah's ear and he quietly asked, "Do we really need to use that bed in the other room?" Noah turned to Ryan in shock and found his lips brushing against Ryan's. He pulled back for a moment and then Ryan grabbed him by the back of the head and kissed him hard. Forcing his tongue inside of Noah's mouth. Their passion unfolding from years of holding back. From years of lust. When they finally stopped Noah pulled back and looked at his brother, still in disbelief, and then turned away. Ryan was having none of it and grabbed his chin and brought him back to his eyes. "I've been wanting to do that for a very long time brother. I hope I didn't screw things up between us. But I really thought, and hoped, you wanted it too." "I always have." Said Noah. "Then don't turn away from me again. It hurts. Now tell me. What have you done? With others? How far can we go?" Ryan asked. "As far as you want." Noah said honestly. Ryan gave him a look of pleasant surprise. "Have other men cum in you, brother? Did they breed your boy cunt?" , Ryan was feeling the lust build inside of him. His cock getting obviously hard. Noah had seen the size of it before and whimpered a bit. Nervously Noah said, "Yes..." Ryan's eyes opened wide. Noah couldn't tell if he was angry or was ready to attack. "Fuck! How many?" Ryan asked hungrily. "5, 6 or 7, I'm not sure." Noah said. He really wasn't. Besides his three or four regulars he had been dirty in the men's toilets in the park. It might have been more. But he wasn't ready to reveal what a bottom slut he had become to his brother, yet. Ryan regarded his answer for a moment and then said, "That's more than me! Fuck! I've only bottomed for one bloke. So hot. I want you so much Noah. Do you want me? Like that?" Scared to say it but he couldn't help it, "Yes", was all he said. Ryan kissed him again. Pulling his smaller, but muscular, brother into him. One of his hands went below the waist of the back of Noah's jeans. Not too far though. Just feeling the top of his bubble butt. The top of his crack. Then he said, "You're going to tell me everything. There is enough beer in the fridge to get pissed. Right pissed. We don't have to see mum and dad till dinner tomorrow so we'll recover by then. But I want to know all of it. And I'll tell you too. But Noah..." "Yes," Noah said, still feeling like he was in some bizarre dream. "I want you naked. Naked from now on at home. I want to see you everyday. My perfect little brother." Ryan said. "Now?" Noah asked with apprehension. Not that he was opposed to it. He was a bit perverted as well. Definitely liked to show off his muscles and bubble butt. "Please brother." Ryan answered. Then he spread his arms, "I have never been shy around you." "That's an understatement. I should admonish you for making me crazy for you all these years." Noah answered. "If punishing me is what you want I have a few ways to help you with that." Ryan chuckled. "Not being naked with me would be punishment enough though. But there are more fun ways." Noah looked at him and rolled his eyes playfully then got up and put his beer on the side table. He unbuttoned his jeans and turned away from Ryan. Noah wasn't hiding his cock. He knew he was no match for his brother in that department. But he knew his arse was like not many others. The squats he did to perfect it was one of his missions. He wanted to improve it everyday once he found out what men liked. Hoping it was what Ryan liked. Ryan, still laying against the headboard, watched his brother's jeans be pulled down over one of the most incredible arses he ever saw. The jeans seem to go down so slowly because of the friction pushed upon them by Noah's cheeks. When Noah's perfect hairless trench came into view Ryan thought he would lose it. But it was too soon. They need to tell their stories first. But he was enjoying this show more than anything right now. Noah bent over to take his jeans the rest of the way off and his hairless pink snatch, his perfect boy pussy, begging to be licked and tongued, came into view. Ryan felt as though once his tongue and lips touched it he would never want to give it up. He knew he wouldn't. "Brother, I seriously want to just mostly talk tonight. Clear the air. But what you just showed me is everything to me. I will still maintain control. But I want you to know I want to own that cunt of yours. To truly make you mine." Ryan said, the lust obvious in his voice. "It's always been yours Ryan. So have I. You just had to ask. And by the sound of your voice I can tell you mean everything you are saying." Noah said as he sat back down and grabbed his beer and took a pull of it. His own cock, which was a bit above average, was getting blood in it. But it was Ryan's cock he was paying attention to. He felt he might not have enough experience to actually take it. Noah was becoming more confident though. The look of lust in his brother's eyes told him everything he needed to know. He never had to worry about Ryan finding out about him again. Ryan was all in. So was Noah. "Tell me, from the beginning." Ryan said. Getting as close as he could to Noah. Keeping some sort of body contact at all times. Noah began to tell him how first he and Bash got together. It was Noah's first time and it was before Ryan left home. Ryan's eyebrows almost hit his hair line when he heard that. According to Noah he had been getting fucked a full year before Ryan left home. Then Noah brought up Henry. Henry was mostly in it for himself. Didn't return anything. Not like Bash did. Both Henry and Bash would come over to their house separately. Sometimes on the same day. But hours apart. They didn't know about each other being with Noah and Noah never told them. But, like he said, Henry was the fuck em and leave em type. No time for anything else. Wasn't even concerned about Noah getting off. But his cock was big, almost like Ryan's, so he let it happen. He craved Henry's cock at times. Bash would stay for hours. They would frolick in bed after they fucked and then fuck again. It might have been Noah's first 'almost' relationship. But they were mostly good mates. Bash returned the favor usually by giving Noah a blow. And they kissed. Noah said that it was something Henry never allowed. As Noah spoke Ryan was getting angry about this Henry dude. He had only met him a couple of times in passing. He had seen the arrogance on his face. Now he knew what type of bloke he was. Henry should be glad Ryan was over 5000 miles away. Noah saw Ryan's face and said, "No worries brother. I knew what I was getting with Henry. Trust me. No hard feelings. It was his cock that I was after. Not his personality. My fault really." That calmed Ryan a bit. But he still would never like Henry. Ever. No matter how rational his little brother was about it. It seemed he would allow Bash to remain a friend, begrudgingly. Still jealous that he got to his little brother first though. Then Noah threw Ryan for a loop when he told him about the coach. The rugby coach. His very own coach when he was there. How Noah was the last in the showers one day and how the coach came up to him, as he was bending over a bit and lathering his arse, to tell him he was about to lock up soon. The coach had just left his private shower, he thought someone had left a shower running in the locker room and came out to investigate. He was just still in a towel. The coach just stood there and was speechless. Until Noah noticed him. Noah saw the tent in the towel and smirked at the coach. The coach got all nervous, but Noah got a bit gutsy. "Want to wash my back, coach?" The coach dropped his towel and joined him. He did a lot more than wash Noah's back. "Coach Magee??? No!!" Ryan said, astonished. "Hold on! I need more beer for this. Ready?" "Sure, I'll have another." Then Noah, when Ryan was back, explained that it turned into a mini affair. Coach is married with children. But he fucked Noah several times a month the last part of the year. The coach said it was his first time with a student but not with a man. Noah believed him. They fucked in Coach's private office after hours. Sometimes the equipment room. Noah would always tell his parents he was off with mates. "I'm jealous brother. Both ways. I'm jealous that the coach had you, but then I'm jealous that you had the coach. A fine specimen he is. I had a few fantasy's about the man myself, I did." Ryan was openly playing with his balls and reaching under them with his middle finger touching his hole. Imagining the coach taking him. "Was it as big as it looked?" "He had nothing on you. But he was long and thick. Felt so good." Noah said. "My brother, a proper whore" Ryan said, almost breathless. Then he saw Noah's hurt reaction, "No, no, no, brother. It turns me on so much. And I'm verbal. Especially when I fuck. Don't ever be hurt by the things I say in the heat of the moment. Just a turn on. Nothing else." He then gave Noah a sexy smirk and then a kiss on the cheek. "We're so much alike brother. Anything I say about you I would say about myself. Go on then. Make me more horny with your tales. You have all my attention." Noah felt better. But cautious. He didn't want his brother to think badly of him. But in his dirty mind he wanted to be Ryan's whore. Like he was with the coach and George. "Tell you what, Noah. I have some weed." Ryan said, Noah's eyes went wide with a question on his face. Ryan was with him most of the time since they left Indiana. How in the world he got it was beyond him. He couldn't have taken it on the plane with him! Then Ryan went on, "Don't ask me how I got it. But I have a few cigs. Want to get high before we go on? Have you ever done it?" Ryan truly didn't know his brother's experience with weed. Noah wasn't inexperienced when it came to weed. He was quite willing actually. It would calm him. "Let's. It's been a while." Noah said. Ryan went to his gym bag and retrieved two blunts. He then said, "On the back patio I think. Don't need mum sniffing out our bad habits." Noah shrugged his agreement and then followed his brother outside. Both without a stitch on. There was no place to really sit except on the patio itself or a narrow strip of grass before the garden. They opted for the grass. Their small little backyard was well maintained and very, very private. As they smoked Ryan asked Noah to continue. That's when Noah told him about George. Ryan was again shocked how little he knew about the people around them. George, the head gardener. Mid-thirties. Beast of a man. An untamed but masculine look. Muscular himself. Noah explained the rough animalistic sex the two had. In the gardens, the greenhouse, and even in the tool shed. Noah got the most relief from George. Ryan, getting hornier from the weed, couldn't take it any longer. Once his blunt was out he laid on his back in the grass. "Little brother. Sit on my face." "What?!?" Noah asked. Not believing his ears. "Please just do it. I need to taste what the other's have had. Now I know why it is so hard to resist. I'm not alone. If only I knew I would have eaten you after you slutted out your cunt. On my face. Do it now." Ryan demanded. Noah apprehensively put his knees on either side of Ryan's chest. His calves going under Ryan's arms and he faced away from him. Ryan grabbed Noah's hips and smashed his face into Noah's arse. He attacked his hole with such a vengence that Noah thought he was truely going to eat it. Flesh and all. But Ryan made love to it. Raped it with his tongue. Bit on the lips of the opening. Growling as his spit drowled down his face. Noah whimpered loudly. This is the most intimate they had ever been. What he always wanted. Letting his fears slip away he bent over and took Ryan's cock in his hand and then opened his mouth. He caressed the crown with his mouth. Getting his tongue under the foreskin. Ryan's cock, the biggest he's ever held, was already a challenge. But he would meet it. Conquer it. Then Ryan began his verbal assault. Right into Noah's cunt. "Such a dirty slut. I fucking love you. I want you so bad. My whore. My fucking whore." Then he said, "Turn around and kiss me. Taste your pussy on my lips." Noah was now as turned on as Ryan was. He whipped around and made out with his brother. Both a little high and pissed their inhibitions were all but gone. When their mouths met there was such desire and madness. They both couldn't believe they waited this long. Ryan wanted to live inside his brother. In his arse and in his mouth. Everything about the boy was desirable. Noah's hungry cunt took over. His needs were propelling him back. His hole meeting the tip of his brother's cock. Pushing back. Ryan's eyes went wide as he looked directly into Noah's. Asking with his eyes if Noah was sure. Noah pulled back from his brother's lips and said, "I've waited years for this. Use me." "Oh fuck, Noah! I fucking love you so much." And then Ryan grabbed the back of Noah's head again and made out with him hard. All the while Noah was working his way back onto Ryan's cock. Pulling it inside of him with only his arse muscles and pushing back. The spit from both of them being enough for now. The weed helped. Once Noah bottomed out on Ryan's cock he left his lips and sat straight up on Ryan's pelvis. Pushing Ryan deeper into him. Ryan just grabbed Noah's hips and looked up at him amazed. With such love and lust on his face Noah didn't know it was possible. He felt the same though. He would give Ryan anything. "My cock is inside you little brother. Feels like it belongs in there. But you need more than just me." Ryan said, imagining all the others using his brother. "No, not really...." Noah tried to say. "Don't lie to me. I said no more lies. I want you to have what you need. I want you to bring other blokes cum home inside of you. Makes me so hot to imagine fucking their load deeper inside of you. You would make me so horny. Being the slut you are." Ryan said. "Loan me out if you want. I'll be your slut Ryan. I am your slut." Noah said, finally letting himself be true. "Oh I will little brother. But this cunt always comes home to me. It is mine. You're mine. The only one I ever wanted." Ryan said as his hips went up and down. Pushing in and out of Noah as Noah was rising up and down himself. The friciton on Ryan's cock was intense. The lack of lube and just spit was creating more of that friction. Noah was in heaven. The one man he always wanted was inside him. It was so hot and Ryan's dirty words were no longer hurting. They made him even more horny. Noah was on the brink of releasing without even touching his cock. Ryan's cock touched him one more time in such a way that he couldn't hold back anymore. His cum arched out of his own cock onto Ryan's stomach and chest. Some of it Ryan catching in his mouth. When Noah came and his arse spasmed around Ryan's cock, Ryan had no choice but to cum himself. Deep inside his little brother. Yelling out, "Fuck!" and then his body momentarily rigid. Then it was over. Both of them breathing heavy. Ryan looked up at his brother and asked, "Are you ok?" Noah bent over, Ryan's cock still in him, and said, "Never better, brother." And then he kissed Ryan, more romantically this time. They tasted each other for a few minutes. Then Noah went to rise off of Ryan but Ryan held his hips firmly down. "I finally got in there. I don't want to leave anytime soon. Besides, I'm still hard. I'll last longer a second time." Ryan grinned at him. It wasn't unheard of for Noah to get fucked multiple times. But he wanted it hard this time. "Right. On all fours then. Fuck me like a proper whore. Your whore, sir." Ryan's eyes went wide and wild again. "Fuck yes! Can you get into place without my cock leaving your ass?" Noah turned on Ryan's cock so that his back was now facing his brother. Then he pulled them both over to their sides. Then Ryan took over. Pulling Noah's body towards his own, lifting him up as he got on his own knees. Then, as he bent over, Noah was able to get on all fours. "Give me what you got, sir. Take back what's yours." This made Ryan even more crazy for his brother. Noah calling him sir. A second time, no less. Where the hell did he learn that. "Did you call George sir?" It came to him all of a sudden. Older muscular masculine man. "Yes sir. In private. But he was only training me. For you." Noah admitted. "George said you were dominant. That I was a sub. He was right." "Fuck! What did he do to you. How depraved did he get?", Ryan started to fuck him harder. Noah, trying to comment as he was getting railed said, "He saw you before, in the summer, at night, in the mud. Naked you were. Pissing all over yourself. Rolling around. Then masturbating on the beach. Out of sight from everyone you thought. George said you were a pig. A right pig. I didn't know what that meant. But I do now." Then Noah laid his head down on the grass and spread his arms over his head. His muscle butt spreading open even further. Ryan gasping at the boy's talent. "I told you I'm twisted, brother. I meant it. And perving on you all those years proves it. My own brother. You going to let me do the things that he did to you?" Ryan asked. "I would expect nothing less." Noah said. That made Ryan cum again. Not as fierce as the first time but still hot. When Noah felt himself getting bred again he went off into the grass as well. Noah realized at that moment that this was working out better than he had hoped. When Ryan pulled out he stood up and said, "From the weed and the fucking I'm thirsty. More beer, brother?" "I should get that for you." Noah started to get up. Wanting to serve Ryan. "No, stay on the grass. I'll be right back. I like you down there on the earth. Not much of it we have back here but you still look good on it." Ryan turned towards the house with his glistening cock waving in the air, still dripping cum. Noah sat up with his arse on the grass, his legs bent at the knee and spread wide. He wanted to feel Ryan's loads in him. He took his right hand and started to finger himself. Facing the house. He felt so dirty. On the ground like a whore. But as he poked around inside of him he felt a steam of cum leak out onto his fingers. Just then Ryan came out with two beers and almost dropped them. "Fuck me. That's the fucking hottest thing I've ever seen." Noah looked up with a lustful face. Playing with his cunt. He will Ryan to come over to him. Ryan did and stood right over him. His half hard cock pointing down at him. Noah continued to play with his hole as Ryan released a strong stream of piss and soaked his little brother. Noah didn't react or move. He let Ryan do as he pleased. As his stream calmed down Ryan put the beers down on the patio and then kneeled in between Noah's legs. He attacked his mouth with his own while pushing Noah down on his back. They made out for a few minutes, getting all ove Ryan's piss all over them, and then Ryan pushed up on his arms and looked down at his brother, "You are more than I ever hoped for. Never leave me, brother. I couldn't bare it." "Not going to happen." Noah said before they kissed again. Later, after they washed each other from head to toe in the shower, they were laying in bed. "We were supposed to just talk tonight. Feel each other out. I think I liked the way it ended up much better." Ryan said, noticing the clock said 2 AM. "Me too. This can only get better." Noah said snuggling into Ryan's arms. The next day the door bell woke them. It was 9 AM. Ryan threw on some boardshorts and went to the door. The delivery guys did a double take at the barely dressed hunky teen that answered the door. But then recovered. The made haste in their delivery. Until Noah, dressed the same way Ryan was, emerged from the bedroom. Two of the guys, who had since removed their shirts as it was already a hot day, almost stopped what they were doing so they could follow Noah's bubble butt with their eyes. Ryan got a bit jealous for a moment and then horny as he thought about the two guys railing his brother. Several hours later all was delivered and the boys set it all the way they wanted. By the time they were done it was time to get ready for their parents to pick them up. Once a dinner, after the main course and before dessert, Ryan noticed his mum look at his dad and nod her head. His dad said, "Right, might as well get on with it." Noah became visiably shook. Ryan was now starting to worry. Something was going on. Maybe it was a divorce. "Son," His dad began, "Do you remember Katie..." Chapter 2??? 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