Date: Wed, 5 Jan 2011 07:36:11 -0800
From: Daniel McLeod <mcleodwrite@gmail.com>
Subject: Brothers in Love, Zane and Daniel, Ch 3

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*Brothers in Love, Zane and Daniel
Ch 3
Daniel McLeod
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After lunch and a workout, we wandered around the City and finally made our
way back to the hotel just in time for a fast shower and wardrobe change. As
we walked, Zane kept a firm grip on my hand, or had his arm around my neck,
the whole time. I was so proud to walk with my brother as my lover. I was
quiet, just feeling the amazing sensations, noticing people watching us,
men, women, feeling Zane's strength and heat next to me. I smiled softly and
felt kind of shy as we walked.

When we got back to the hotel, Zane showered first and then I did. He was
shaving when I got out. I leaned against the wall in the bathroom watching
him.

"You've been quiet all afternoon, little bro," he said softly. "What's going
on in that gorgeous head of yours?" I watched his wrist flicking the shaving
cream over his strong chin, stunned, as always by his beauty. As he moved
his wrist, the muscles in his forearm flexed. I trailed my eyes to his
shoulders, down his lats, and to that incredible place on his back where his
hip jutted out to the swells of his butt. I felt myself plump up, and
unconsciously, a hand went to my cock as I organized my words.

"Not so much my head, big bro, more my heart. We haven't been out in the
world like this before. Today, I was so proud to be by your side, I loved
every minute. And, I just realized that tonight, we'll be in the middle of
several hundred other gay guys. What if ..."

I shook my head and stopped. Zane's eyes got big as he realized that I was
insecure. He turned around and pinned me against the wall, arms over my
head, pressing his body against mine.  He put his face as close to mine as
possible without touching me. His voice was sort of a chuckle but with
sadness mixed in. "Daniel...DANIEL! How could you possibly worry about us? Do
you think there's anyone else on the planet capable of turning my head away
from YOU? Baby, don't you know yet how committed to you I am? What can I do
to help you with this?"

I held his face and kissed him gently. "It's just that this is new for us,
Big bro. I am just not making assumptions. I never want to take anything
about us for granted. I told you how scared I feel loving you this much."

He kissed me then, my big brother. It was a kiss that telegraphed his love
from every cell. He started softly, hesitantly, a whisper of lips against
mine. "This is another first time for us, Daniel, in a life of first times."
Then, his tongue parted my lips, touching my tongue, touching my teeth,
pushing more deeply, gaining force. "Suck my tongue, baby," he whispered.

I groaned and complied, and he began that thrusting motion that immediately
called up the rhythm of his manhood as he mounted me and made love to me so
many times. My mind was awash in images, all of them amazing, loving, with
no hint of ANYthing that could make me question or wonder.

"You are my treasure, Daniel, my lover, my best friend, my brother. I waited
half my life for you, remember? You are IT for me. Tonight, I get to have
you by my side. I get to dance with you, to hold you as we talk with others,
to kiss you – in front of others. Hell, I bet I could even make love to you
in front of others if I wanted to."

As soon as he said the last piece, my throbbing cock nearly spewed.

"Jesus, Danny, I've got to have you again, right now," he said, and then my
brother picked me up, and CARRIED me to the bed. He made me feel small and
protected. He laid me on my back and got on top of me as I'd done with him
earlier today. He kneed my legs apart and spat on his hand. I grabbed lube
off the bed and reached under us to give my eager pucker a dollop.

Instead of going slowly, he took me in one fast move. I screamed against his
shoulder, from pain, from ecstasy. "Yes, please," I pleaded.

"You are my dream, Danny, all those years when I didn't have you," he said
as he ground his long phallus into my tunnel, "I convinced myself that when
we were inside of mom's womb, I spend my time imagining the perfect lifelong
companion. I built a fantasy and when we were born, there you were. You are
everything I want and more, Danny. Mine, forever. I WANT the world to see
that, I want you to BELIEVE it."

"Me, too, Zane," I panted. "You're everything to me. You have always been
so. You're so good, so kind to me, to everyone. Oh, gawd, big bro, your cock
is so good inside me. I love you so much. I'm sorry to be so silly."

He kissed me again and said as he kissed me, "No apologies, brother. Thank
you for your honesty. Thank you for not holding anything back. Now, let me
make you cum, baby."

Zane began moving in me with powerful thrusts, steady, fast, deep. I spread
my legs until they nearly touched either side of the bed and leaned up to
watch his cock moving in me. I could see his face changing and felt my own
orgasm building when he fisted my cock, fast, light, rubbing the tip, then
pulling my balls, exactly the way I love it.

He backed me down so that we were cumming at the exact same time. I felt his
first shot heating my insides at the same time I shot into his hand. "Oh
fuck! Oh YES! Oh God!" I moaned, he moaned, as we blew our loads.

He collapsed on top of me and brought his cover filled hand to our mouths. I
grinned and licked and said, "You kept my dick covered so I wouldn't have to
take time to wash my hair again."

He busted out laughing and said, "Ahem, yea, Zane and Molly don't put much
stock in people being late. It's ridiculous, but somehow if we were late for
our dinner reservation, I KNOW they'd find out and give us grief."

We both cracked up as we shared my cum. "You're absolutely right, big bro.
Zane," I said, seriously, "Thanks. Really. Thank you for your patience.
Unlike you, with your future planning, I'm just an in the moment sort of
guy. I only know stuff that is happening right now, so I haven't thought any
of this stuff through. It's only when it stares me in the face that I
realize ramifications. So, I'll probably always be playing catch up. I know
it's not right or wrong; we're just different. And, I appreciate your
willingness to be patient. So, now, let's get dressed and get out of here!"

Three hours later and we were at the Moscone Center for the prom. It was
billed as a black and white ball. We wore identical Armani slacks and
jackets. Zane wore a brilliant white silk shirt and I wore the corresponding
one in black. Zane wore a green silk scarf the same color as his eyes and I
wore a red one. I wore two sterling silver earrings and a silver chunky
bracelet that Zane gave me as a gift, and he wore a yellow gold bracelet
that I gave him. The first thing they did when we walked in was take our
picture. It was quite a production. The dude doing the photography was
really good. He shot us holding hands and looking at one another; with me
leaning back against Zane, resting my head against his chest; and with us
coming in for a kiss. We paid for all of the pictures to pick up on our way
out.

Music was thrumming and drew us inside. Four hundred or more kids, gay,
lesbian, trans, every flavor of traditional dress to stuff that could best
be described as highly festive. Zane found our table and we got a drink –
there was a full bar of non-alcoholic drinks. I had a virgin pina colada and
Zane drank his standard soda and lime. We snuggled up and watched the sites
for a long while. We really felt like kids in a vast candy store. Lots of
guys came by our table and asked us to dance, but we decided going in that
we'd just watch for a couple of hours and then dive in, whatever that ended
up meaning.

Just being together in public and not at all feeling like freaks was such an
incredible feeling. We kissed and fondled and both of us stayed plumped up
the entire time. The band started a set of 80s music that we both loved so
we got up to dance. We left our jackets on the chairs and hit the dance
floor. In the past year, one of the things that the `rents did for us was
hire a dance instructor. The four of us took lessons at home, once a week.
The `rents had always wanted to learn and the lessons were another thing
they did for us so that we could have some couple kinds of activities. We
all practiced a lot, just around the house. Mom would be doing dishes and
I'd grab her, or dad would spin me around in a waltz, which is my favorite
dance. We all had a blast. Lately, we had been dancing on the deck with the
warmer weather.

So, when the music played, Zane took me in his arms and we danced –
everything from waltz to samba to tango to the Lindy to western swing to
salsa. We sure didn't try to attract attention, but when we noticed that
others were taking off their shirts, we did, too, and then, when a song with
a Cuban beat started and we started dancing Cuban salsa, where all the
action is in the hips, we got a little crowd. Zane kept my gaze with his
eyes and seduced me to the music. His hands guided my body, and over the
music, he said, "Move those sexy hips, little bro...gonna fuck that hot ass
just as soon as I can...work it, baby, smile for the guys watchin' us..."

Sweat glistened on Zane's body, trickled down his sideburns. I licked his
face at one point and the crowd hooted and egged me on. He pulled me to him
and I slide down his leg. Both of us were so hard, it was obvious through
our slacks.

When we finally finished dancing, a bunch of people clapped and introduced
themselves to us. We kind of got a little bit mobbed. Four guys approached
us and asked if we wanted to join them at their table and hang out. Damn,
they were hot. Billy, the guy who introduced everyone to us, was about
5'10", had a shaved head and some tattoos on his scalp, really arty lookin'.
He had the kind of confidence that kids get from having money – as he spoke,
I could hear that he must have had an international childhood. His accent
was definitely not unadulterated USA. He had two nipple rings, to which my
eyes kept straying. He could tell I was looking, and kept flexing his sexy
pecs and raising his eyebrow at me and grinning. I got shy and didn't say
much. His lips looked like they'd been sculpted by Michelangelo. His lover's
name was Dirk. Dirk was about 6'6" tall, a football player with all the hair
that Billy didn't have, long dark auburn waves. He was built. Both he and
Billy wore skinny pants that hugged low on their hips. Dirk's tuxedo shirt
was unbuttoned all the way, and his treasure trail was hella sexy. Trevor
and Nate were their friends. They were 18 but looked younger, sweet kids,
but still all elbows and not quite out of their clumsy phase.

We chatted for a bit – they were all local kids and they couldn't believe
that we'd traveled to come to the prom. As we talked, Zane held me close to
him. Not dancing, my sweat dried on my skin as we stood there and a chill
ran through me, more from excitement than anything. My big bro noticed and
excused us to go get our shirts and jackets and use the restroom. Billy
pointed out their table and Zane said we'd see them in a bit.

All over the room, kids were kissing and flirting and things were just
really sexy. Nobody was actually doing anything that we could see, more than
sexy dancing and necking, but sex was in the air in a major way. We decided
to clean up a bit before putting our shirts and jackets back on, so walked
bare-chested to find the washroom. We got a lot of attention as we walked,
and with every step, I felt more and more like I'd bust my nut on the spot.
Zane's grip on my hand telegraphed his corresponding need.

The bathroom turned out to be a popular destination. Apparently we weren't
the only ones needing some mid-dance relief. We peed and everyone was
blatantly checking each other's packages. Only one of the stalls' doors was
closed. The rest were occupied by varying degrees of fucking, sucking boys
and trannys. Zane backed me against the wall to kiss me, but more to make
sure I was okay. His knee came between my legs and he massaged my screaming
cock and said in my ear, "What do you think, babybro, would you like to
indulge in some public sex? Do you want to get fucked in front of these nice
boyz and gurlz?"

"Before you answer, Daniel, I think you should understand that at the very
least, you will be fondled by others unless I'm an asshole and tell them to
leave us alone. But, given what's going on around us, that would be pretty
rude if we start. I'm not interested in having others fully join us, but I
want to make SURE you realize what we're getting ourselves into here."

I tilted my head and batted my thick black eyelashes at my big brother and
asked, "Did you bring any lube with you?" then grinned while his eyes
registered his utter surprise.

"You want this, eh, little man?"

I kissed him and said, "Even if I hadn't when we got here, the gleam in your
eyes would have been enough to convince me, but oh, YES, Zane, I definitely
want this." In a louder voice, I asked, "How would you like me, lover?"

The question came at a moment where there was a little lull, and heads
turned toward us. Zane answered with steel in his voice, "First hang our
shirts and jackets and then unzip my pants. With your teeth. Then use that
talented mouth to show me how much you love my cock." I started to collect
our shirts and jackets and he pulled me back to him and grabbed my hair,
kissing me with a ferocious need that made the entire universe disappear. I
became a receptacle for Zane's mouth, tongue, lips, heat. I answered his
heat with my own until he gently pushed me toward the coat hooks.

My dick was nearly busting the seams of the red jock I was wearing. It ached
to be freed. Just before I crossed my arms behind my back to use my mouth to
find the zipper pull on my brother's slacks, he pulled open my zipper and
dislodged my cock, pulling on it, feeing my balls, too. Not satisfied, he
extracted a tiny knife from his pocket, unzipped my slacks, slit the sides
of my jock and pulled it off me. Then, he rezipped my pants, fastened them,
and opened the zipper to extract my cock.

"Okay, baby, now, where were you?" he asked innocently and pushed my head to
his zipper.

I buried my face in his crotch as soon as I squatted between his legs. I
wrapped my arms around him to steady myself and strained to find the zipper
pull. Once found, I slowly pulled open the zipper. Having done that, I noted
the huge wet stain from several hours of precum. I sucked that sweet nectar
until Zane's hand on my head urged me on. He smelled so good, sweaty and
musky, I got dizzy in him. It was hard to get his cock freed from his jock,
but I finally managed to do it. I didn't wait for further instruction, I
simply dove in to suck him and lick him and fuck his cock with my starving
mouth. I wanted to get his cock AND balls in my mouth at one time, but there
was no way I could. Didn't keep me from trying, though.

"Jesus, Daniel, you're driving me CRAZY!" he said. "Suck it, baby! Fuckin'
suck that cock. Get it all ready for your sweet ass, little boy. Jesus,
you're freakin' awesome, baby!"

Over and over, I deep-throated him. My nose ran, and tears poured from my
eyes. I wanted him to fuck my face but he held off. He was toying with me,
and the power he held back only made us both hotter.

Someone put his hand on my head as I sucked my brother and he said, "Can I
get some of that mouth, man?"

Zane took the kid's hand off my head and said in a mild voice, "No, not this
time, thanks. You're welcome to watch, but this is just a duet, not a three
part harmony."

The kid chuckled and said, "Hey, can't blame a guy for tryin'. I'm
definitely gonna stay for the show, though."

Zane pulled me to my feet and said, "We welcome you to watch." I stood and
Zane fisted my dick. He whispered to me, "While I fuck you, would you like
for someone to suck you, little bro? I'm sure I can find a recruit. I'd love
to give that to you if you'd like it."

A zing of excitement ran through my gut. "I trust you, big bro. I would like
that, geez, Zane, are you kidding?"

"Okay, little one, a stall just opened. I'm going to ask that kid if he'd
like to suck YOU."

"Say, kid, what's your name?" Zane asked, smooth as silk, reaching his hand
out to shake the kid's hand. The kid, about 5'7", smallish, but built, with
such light blond hair I wasn't surprised when he said, "I'm Sven, pleased to
meet you." Zane said, "I'm Zane and this is Daniel. Don't call him Danny if
you want him to be nice to you. A minute ago, you asked if he'd suck your
cock. I'm going to fuck him now and I would really like for him to get
sucked while I fuck him. We'd be pleased if you wanted to join us, Sven."

Sven shook my hand and with his blue eyes as big as silver dollars, he said
"Oh HELL YES!"

Zane and I chuckled. I was immediately shy and Zane said, "Sven, please kiss
him for me. He's a little shy and I don't want you two feeling all awkward."

My brother squeezed my hand and nodded to me. I turned to Sven and for the
first time in my life kissed someone else. Sven's mouth was soft, inviting.
He had hardly any beard, and his size difference was odd to me. But, he
reached up and held me and kissed me with vigor. It was cool to feel how
different it was. I sought out his tongue and showed him how to use more of
his mouth in the kiss.

I felt Zane's fingers in my butt then, opening me. Sven and I necked for a
couple more minutes and then Zane said, "Sven, it's good you're smaller.
Think you can get on your knees in the stall and I'll have Daniel bend over
you to brace on the toilet, okay?"

Sven stepped out of his pants and got all the way naked. The bathroom was
still a mob scene and Sven wasn't the only kid with no clothes on. Zane and
I were just a bit cautious and not quite willing to get that vulnerable for
our first public sex. Sven opened his mouth and started playing with my
cock. I said "I don't want to cum too soon, so when I do this," tapping him
several times in rapid succession on his shoulder, "please stop sucking
until I repeat the motion, okay, Sven?"

"Absthlulllee," came back from his full mouth.

Zane and I chuckled and my brother kissed me hard then put his hand on my
neck and bent me over. I braced myself on the toilet and said, "Give it to
me, Zane, give me that big thick tool! I need you so much! Fuck me, please!"

He ran his hands over my ass cheeks and swatted me a bunch of times until my
ass was burning on the outside as much as I ached for him on the inside. "Oh
yea," he sighed as he positioned himself and began to push inside of me.

He slowly pumped shallowly, letting me adjust. I pushed against him, taking
more of him as fast as I could.

"Oh, Jesus, Zane, his hot mouth on me and your hot cock inside me. Freakin'
wild! Now, I ... I ... I need..."

Zane pumped his cock into me and asked, "What, baby? What do you need?"

"I NEED SOMETHING TO SUCK!"

It came out pretty loud. All I could think was that I needed to be all the
way filled up.

"You want that, baby?" he pounded me harder and faster. "That is so hot,
Daniel. You little slut!"

"I know! I am! Yes, I want that, Zane, please!"

I heard Billy's voice over the din. "If that is Daniel asking for a cock to
suck, Zane, I'm just the public servant to fulfill his request!"

We both cracked up and in a nano second, Billy was scootching by and
managing to balance on the toilet, presenting me with a cock that was nearly
as thick as mine, but not as long. Probably 6.5" and dang thick, AND uncut.
I'd never seen an uncut dick up close.

Like my brother, Billy is a dominant guy. But, he had the good sense to make
sure to rein it in so as to not get in Zane's space. "Okay to use my hands,
Zane? Daniel?"

Zane said "You good with that, baby?"

I groaned and bobbed up and down on Billy's dick.

Billy's hands guided me hard and fast, as Zane unleashed himself, knowing
that none of us would last very long. "Fuck, this is so HOT, Daniel. You're
my little SLUT. Take my cock, slut! Suck that cock, baby! Sven, give it to
him!"

I opened my throat, tightened my ass on my brother's dick, and felt my own
cock being squeeze by Sven's throat and devoured by his hungry lips and
tongue. I tried to ignore the rapidly approaching orgasm, but I could feel
Zane getting there, too, and the others were crazy in their rhythms, so I
figured they were close.

My cum surged out and I started unloading in Sven's throat as he tirelessly
worked my unit. My ass clamped down on Zane's marauder, so he began to shoot
his white lightening inside me. Billy was next, firing his jizz again and
again and again down my throat, hands relentlessly controlling my head.

Cum jetting into me and pouring out of me. I was swirling in ecstasy, not
even sure which end was up or which end belonged to me! We all pumped last
drops out and Zane slid out of me, pulling me upright. Sven slipped out and
stood up with his own dick in his hand, which was glistening with thick cum.
That left Billy standing on the toilet looking at all of us and at the crowd
in the bathroom.

"Well, the boys will sure be sad that they didn't join me for a leak!" he
observed and we all cracked up. We gave Sven a hug and thanked him. We
cleaned up a bit at the sink and Zane gave Billy a calling card, begging off
hanging out, asking him to look us up either before we left town or when we
got home. I was really spent and we both needed some time alone.

We managed to restore ourselves to a fairly respectable state. Except that I
was commando, which felt really nice in my dress slacks. We stopped for our
photos and hailed a taxi. The cab driver asked if we had fun at the prom and
we both sighed and said it was great. I snuggled into my brother's embrace,
drowsy and well used, amazed by the experience, all of it.

Back at the hotel, we walked in the room and I said, "I'll order food – have
to check at the desk to see if room service goes this late, but if not, I'll
find us something. And, then, big bro, I want to give you a bath."

Zane cocked his head at me and asked, "Why a bath?"

"Because you take care of me something like ONE HUNDRED PERCENT OF THE TIME,
and you just gave me a remarkable night, and I'd like to do something sweet
for you. And, besides, I need to touch your body. I'm hoping maybe you'll
want me to make love to you again. And, besides, the bathtub is large enough
for two. So, after I wash you, I'll join you."

Zane put away our dress clothes and I called the desk, found that they had a
late night menu, ordered clam chowder, calamari, and a couple big salads and
a chocolate and vanilla shake AND some hot tea for us. Zane laughed at my
choices. I asked them to deliver the food in an hour, and headed to the
bathtub...

Where my brother was moving slowly, yawning, stretching, flexing his
muscles. "Could you believe that Sven managed to keep himself curled up
underneath you sucking you? Wow, he was highly motivated. How was that,
babybro? Was he any good?"

I turned off the water and Zane sank down with a long sigh. I had the
washcloth and soap and, kneeling on the side of the tub, I started at his
feet, rubbing slowly, soaping, washing, and since I was there, I shaved him
smooth. I love Zane's feet. I kissed his toes, which brought moans from him,
then kissed up his arch, kneading with my thumbs. As I kissed his feet and
washed up his legs, I recalled the sounds from the bathroom just an hour or
so ago.

"Mmm, didn't you LOVE all the sex sounds earlier? That was so hot."

"Oh, yea, and, you couldn't see much, but watching you all was incredible.
Seeing Billy feed his cock into your mouth and fuck your face, babybro,
damn, it was so good. I don't know that I ever want anyone else – except dad
if that were ever to happen – to fuck you, Daniel, but seeing you be used
and be pleasured while I was fucking you? Incredible."

I washed his chest, having skipped his groin, knowing I'd finish there.  "When
I suck on your nipples, and bury my hands in your awesome pecs, I start
thinking about things I want to do to you, bigbro," I said as I buried my
face in the buffed up muscles there.

I scrubbed his neck and washed his face, then had him lean forward and
lingered on his back where I also kissed and nibbled from his ears down his
shoulder blades, interspersing bites as I went.

Zane didn't speak, he simply moaned and whimpered. He reached for his cock
and I pulled his hand away. He reached for mine and I did the same. "Shh, be
still, bigbro, just let me do this."

I let out some water and ran more hot water. Then I got in the tub facing
him, lacing my legs alongside of his. I bent toward him and soaped my hands,
cleaning his balls and cock. I reached under him and with soapy fingers,
cleaned his asshole. I lingered there and Zane's eyes rolled back into his
head as I penetrated him.

"My bigbro really does enjoy his ass played with. I'm so glad, because your
ass makes me crazy, Zane. I need it, and soon." I grabbed the razor again
and soaped him well, then shaved carefully until he was baby-smooth, cock,
balls, and ass.

"Mmm, there you go, bigbro, all clean." I said as I stroked him and fingered
his ass.

"That was great, Daniel, but I seem to recall that YOU were the receptacle
of copious amounts of cum, I think that YOU need to be cleaned up, too.
Let's switch ends so you can lie back."

We switched places and Zane was more business like than I was, shaving me
(which took longer as my dark hair is more coarse and plentiful than his
fair hair) and washing me. We got out of the tub and I grabbed lotion and we
took turns rubbing one another. Of course by the time we were finished, had
the room service delivered not knocked on the door, we would have moved
directly to the bed.

We answered the door in just towel-wraps. The waiter was probably
twenty-five, I'd guess Egyptian or Arabic, 6'1", and strikingly handsome.
His badge said his name was Ahmed. We all three kind of stared at one
another. Zane signed for the food and, when he handed back the bill to
Ahmed, the waiter reached into Zane's towel and, holding my big brother's
cock, reached over and kissed me. He said, "Thanks for the generous tip. I
will be back in an hour to pick up your dishes. If I can be of service at
that time, you be sure to let me know."

He left and Zane and I both stood staring at the door for a minute and then
we just cracked up. "Holy shit, littlebro, it can't be this easy, can it?"

"I dunno, Zane. But I do know that you and I need to talk about all of this
before we dive in again, right?"

Zane pulled the food to bed and began uncovering everything. "Oh hell yes,
but first, we eat and then we fuck and then we sleep, okay? I guess what I'm
sayin' is that YOU are my priority. Just because there's a lot of candy in
the store doesn't mean we need to buy it, eh? Which flavor shake do you
want?"

"He really was hot, but I think if we're going to do an older man, I'd
prefer to hold out for the prize," I said, thoughts flittering to our
father.

We inhaled the food and stretched out on the bed. Zane held me and kissed me
and said, "Daniel, you really took my breath away last night, especially
when we were dancing. You are so god blessed handsome, sometimes I just want
to cry looking at you. The way you moved your hips, I nearly came in my
pants."

As we talked, we stroked each other's dicks. I could feel myself getting so
hungry for my brother. Looking at his beautiful hand on my thick rod,
feeling his breath on me as he talked. "Okay, bigbro, I can't wait. I'd like
to fuck you again, is that okay?"

"Really? Twice in less than 24 hours? I don't know, Daniel, you may exceed
your limit." I looked at his face to see if he was serious. His deadpan
expression had always been hard for me to read.

"If you don't want me to..." I began.

"Punk!" Zane rolled up on my chest wagging his dick at my mouth. "I'd be
happy for you to fuck me again, little bro. Where do you want me?"

"You bitch! Geez, you know I'm Mr. Literal Man! Just for that, you get to be
on your knees on top. We're gonna 69. I'm gonna eat your ass and wank you to
get you ready. You do whatever makes you feel good. Then, I'm gonna put my
hungry cock inside my big brother again!"

The thing about 69 is there's so much going on that it's hard to stay
focused on any particular outcome. Most of the time, that bothers me. I want
to get my brother off, and it's hard for me to feel my own body AND make him
feel good. But, this time, I decided to mimic everything Zane did to me. I
didn't have to think so much, I just followed him. Soon, each of us had four
fingers in the other's ass.

I slipped Zane's dick out of my mouth and said, "Big bro, are you okay with
this? My hand – I've got four fingers in you. You're okay??"

Breathless, panting, Zane said, "Just keep doing it, keep following me,
Daniel. Please!" Suck me!"

"Holy fuck, yes Sir!"

I grabbed the lube again and shoved Zane's cock down my throat. He had
another bottle of lube and I felt him opening me with his whole hand. I
opened my legs to receive him. I hesitated, continuing to fuck Zane's ass
with my fingers as I sucked his shaft.

I pushed against his hand and with a deep moan from him, he slipped inside
me. "Fuck, bro, so good," I moaned.

"Do it, damnit, Daniel, DO IT!"

I folded my thumb and moved to Zane's hot, sweet ass. Just as he'd done for
me, I pressed and waited for him to move against me. I was scared I'd hurt
him, but he was hell bent to take me. My hand was dripping with lube. Zane
pushed and wiggled himself onto my hand. Neither of us sucked the other's
cock now. We were moaning and talking to one another. Zane: "I need this,
Danny, I need to feel this. I want to know how it feels. Oh, damn, bro, so
big, fuck, it hurts but I know it will be... ooooooh fuck!" And then my hand
was inside him.

"Oh my God, oh my god, oh my god," I babbled. Zane started opening his hand
inside me. My legs jumped and my body rippled as though lightening shot
through me.

Zane's body began heaving as an orgasm shot through him. I could feel his
prostate nutted up against my fist. I rubbed my hand in a circular motion to
keep contact with it. Now, it was Zane's turn to mimic me. More electricity
shot inside my body.

He began to fuck me and I did the same. I managed to get his cock back in my
mouth as I moved in him. I moaned as I sucked him, barely able to breathe.
Zane babbled, "SWEET FUCKING CHRIST, DANNY I LOVE YOU. HERE IT COMES!" He
pushed so hard, I let him push my hand out of him, and kept fisting his cock
as he shot. I ate his cum and then started to shoot. As I tensed, Zane
pushed back against me, increasing the intensity of my orgasm.

I screamed like a banshee, a scream into Zane's balls and cock. I had a
flash of the visual we must have made. A complete circuit of bodies, fists
connecting us, faces in crotches. The energy that ran between us was
literally more than we could handle. We slowly undid and lay head to toe,
still close and touching, as each of our bodies continued to shake and
spasm. I crawled down to Zane and caught him up in my arms. His eyes were
wild and I got scared a moment until he grinned a huge grin and pulled me to
him and kissed me.

"Fuck, babybro, we really should take out of town jaunts more often..."

With a roll of my eyes and a chuckle, I grabbed a blanket from the floor,
covered us, and we were out.