Post by Brian O'Conner on Nov 24, 2010 15:01:02 GMT 2
What they were doing was wrong in so many ways it made Brian want to scream stop. For some reason his mouth just wouldn't open though except to let out a moan filled with anticipation of the pleasure Jack had in store for him.
Hearing the younger ones uneven pants made hims smirk. Brian had never felt anything like it. All he wanted was for the other guy to take his hard dick into his mouth and suck as hard as he could.
He could feel the hair on his arms stand up when his lips trailed south when it hit him all at once.
What on earth were they doing. Forbidden pleasure, getting hot like hell and having your own brother give you a blow job. Why the hell wasn't he allowing this?
The sudden change of heart made him want to jump up and push Jack off him but his legs and arms just wouldn't move. It seemed like his brothers body weighed a ton pinning him down easily.
'Stop, just stop.' His lips just would make a sound.
Once again he tried to struggle away from his touch but couldn't shake him off. All he could do was feel Jack's mouth around his very private parts and panick silenlently because something like this should simply never happen. Not in a million years.
While his brother was working his dick and laughing at the same time he reached up to the bedframe to pull himself out. Brian must have knocked something over because two or three loud knocks on wood made him listen up.
Again and again. With Jack's hands pressing him down he finally managed to scream. "Stop, just let me go. Stop it."
From one second to the next the room was dark and quiet and the sucking and groping stopped. Brian didn't dare to breath when his eyes fluttered open just to see...nothing but the shine of an old lamp in the corner of the living room and the TV displaying a paused picture of Need for speed.
No Jack.
Breathing hard Brian pushed himself up and looked down at his pants. They were zipped up but the bulding fabric gave away his erection.
"Holy shit." he ran a shaky hand trhough his hard and sat up.
It was all a dream, on hell of a nightmare to be precise.
A loud, annoyed knock tore him out his thoughts. It came from the door.
Still in shock about the weirdest dream he had ever had Brian made his way to the door and opened it.
Hearing the younger ones uneven pants made hims smirk. Brian had never felt anything like it. All he wanted was for the other guy to take his hard dick into his mouth and suck as hard as he could.
He could feel the hair on his arms stand up when his lips trailed south when it hit him all at once.
What on earth were they doing. Forbidden pleasure, getting hot like hell and having your own brother give you a blow job. Why the hell wasn't he allowing this?
The sudden change of heart made him want to jump up and push Jack off him but his legs and arms just wouldn't move. It seemed like his brothers body weighed a ton pinning him down easily.
'Stop, just stop.' His lips just would make a sound.
Once again he tried to struggle away from his touch but couldn't shake him off. All he could do was feel Jack's mouth around his very private parts and panick silenlently because something like this should simply never happen. Not in a million years.
While his brother was working his dick and laughing at the same time he reached up to the bedframe to pull himself out. Brian must have knocked something over because two or three loud knocks on wood made him listen up.
Again and again. With Jack's hands pressing him down he finally managed to scream. "Stop, just let me go. Stop it."
From one second to the next the room was dark and quiet and the sucking and groping stopped. Brian didn't dare to breath when his eyes fluttered open just to see...nothing but the shine of an old lamp in the corner of the living room and the TV displaying a paused picture of Need for speed.
No Jack.
Breathing hard Brian pushed himself up and looked down at his pants. They were zipped up but the bulding fabric gave away his erection.
"Holy shit." he ran a shaky hand trhough his hard and sat up.
It was all a dream, on hell of a nightmare to be precise.
A loud, annoyed knock tore him out his thoughts. It came from the door.
Still in shock about the weirdest dream he had ever had Brian made his way to the door and opened it.