Morning Wood
Chapter One: "Nerd in the Penthouse"

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A humid morning wind was sweeping through the New York streets in early August, already bringing droplets of sweat to the foreheads of business people bustling on sidewalks, and citizens busy shuffling off to work. It was barely seven in the morning, though most of the city had been awake the night in a hot, wet mess. Luke Ross was one of these people who hadn't snuck even a wink.

Strewn around on the floor and desk were bundles of tissues, already used and heavy with his cum.

All night, different pornos had been playing as the teen tried hard to satisfy an emptiness in his gut. Loneliness; Now that his siblings were back at camp there was no one to interact with.

And no Griff to sneak around with whenever Zuri wasn't looking.

The blinds were drawn and the AC blaring to combat the heat. Luke's room glowed with an uncertain, dim glow that painted the freckled teen in a soft-red light.

His hunched shadow was cast on the wall as a low quality video played on his computer screen.

Leaning back in his chair now, the hot and bothered teen slapped his cock into his open palm. His length twitched with each touch of skin and a copious amount of precum was leaking from the tip. This had been Luke's lube whenever his own saliva began to dry up, allowing the pent up teen to keep jerking a slippery dick before having to stop. The hem of Luke's loose tank top was trapped between his teeth, exposing his developing, sweat glistened chest. Sweat clung to his lean young body and forehead, with a droplet dribbling down the crack in Luke's abs.

Luke shifted and chewed his lip, with the teen bucking up into his hand and pumping furiously, desperate for some relief.

The purple-red mushroom head of his dick throbbed painfully, balls aching and heavy; Luke had been going at it for roughly an hour without any release. He made an attempt that caused the sweating teen to groan out in pleasure as Luke fondled his sack. He rolled those heavy, denied balls around in his fingers with hitched breathing. The action brought Luke closer and closer to orgasm; he knew that he would soon be shooting a thick load that would spray far beyond his chest.

"Mmm, fu-fuck! Gonna…" He muttered with one hand fursiously milking his shaft, "NGH! G-go-gonna fuckin'... C-CU-!"

That euphoric pleasure rocked Luke's body then abruptly dropped away like he had never felt it.

More sweet precum leaked from the tip and dribbled down into his wiry mess of pubes, which were already matted with sweat.

"UGH! For fuck sake!" Luke growled, shifting around again and putting one hand to work on his ass.

Grunted, he changed to a new video but found the new one boring too. "Why is there NEVER any good porn?"

As his frustration built up, Luke's hand moved faster on his shaft and he could feel himself getting raw. He spat into his palm and returned to work, not caring about how loud his moans grew as his hand focused on the now slick head of his dick.

Luke quickly spat onto his fingers and worked on stretching his hole, pressing down on that pink rosebud. Then a finger slipped inside, causing Luke to grunt.

"There it is… Fuck I need someone to fuck me already!"

As it was Summer, his usual fuck was off at camp and Tony was busy working two jobs. Now he was stuck jerking off alone and nutting into his brother's clothes.

He hated Jessie being gone, too, since the nanny took all her naughty toys with her.

Luke pushed another finger inside and scissored his hole. His mouth opened in a euphoric 'O' shape, with the teen silently moaning and working the head of his cock.

"O-oh FUCK!" He moaned, squeezing down as he milked his shaft. Like fucking a tight hole.

The precum leaking from his dick didn't stand a chance and was promptly licked up by the sexually frustrated boy.

"N-ngh… So fucking good..."

Every fibre of Luke's body were focused on milking out his hot teenage cum.

Grunting out: "O-o-oh fuuuuuuuck… F-finally getting close-!"

Knock.

In an instant and with a internal sigh of frustration, Luke pulled his fingers out of his denied ass and pulled his tee over the raging hard erection. The teen muttered rushed curses under his breath, then quickly minimised the porno tab and struggled to find his discarded underwear. They had been bundled up and tossed away, managing to land just underneath the bed and out of sight. Luke didn't waste his time as someone was knocking at the door, so just pulled on a pair of loose boxers that had no effect on hiding the thickness hanging between Luke's legs.

"Um, y-ye-yeah just a minute!" Luke stuttered and hoped it wasn't his mother at the door.

Not that the woman had never walked in on something like that before. The first time had been when Emma dated Vincent and had walked out of the elevator into a hot, messy teenage orgy where boys instantly were tugging at his dress.

The knocking continued slowly and precise, but from a hand too small to be his mothers. Girlier, too.

"D-don't come in! I'm getting dressed, ok?"

Luke tripping as he rushed to get up from his chair. A groan passed his lips as Luke recovered and adjusted the all too obvious bulge.

The knocking paused for a moment, but not for long. When it started again, Luke shouted: "Uuuuuugh! WHAT?"

When the voice drifted through the door, it was high pitch and soft. A tone that Luke knew all too well and brought a deep blush to his freckled cheeks, knowing what this boy had just overheard. Every moan, grunt or desperate cry for orgasm that had left Luke's lips had travelled right into his invader's ears. He swallowed hard and quietly shuffled closer to the door, listening for the dreaded 'click' when the door opened.

To Luke's relief, the door stayed shut.

"Breakfast is ready."

Luke chewed his lip, his stomach grumbling.

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Downstairs was a breath of fresh air for Luke. A night spent in a teenager's bedroom that reeked of sweat and desperation was strong, even for him.

The scent became better as a plate of eggs came into smelling range.

Only, the plate wasn't for him. Stuart was casually sitting at the Ross table like he lived there, with the chair opposite him open for Luke.

With a piece of buttered toast being the teen's breakfast.

"Early bird gets the worm!" Stuart smiled.

Luke grumbled under his breath and adjusted his pants. That hardness swinging between his legs was still obvious and tore the younger boy's eyes away for just a moment.

Taking a swig or orange juice from the counter and using his tee as a wipe, Luke didn't notice the attentive eyes on his abs as his shirt rode up.

'What the hell is this nerd doing in my house? Mom didn't let him in, did she? He's Zuri's ex… no way she's dumb enough to let an ex in the place…' He found himself wondering as he watched Stuart with an uninterested gaze. Stealing himself, Luke weakly chewed on the slice of toast and waited for an answer he wouldn't even have to ask.

"Good morning, Luke!" Stuart happily said.

"Hi."

Stuart seemed indifferent to Luke's coldness.

"Did you manage to sleep? The weather has been quite rough on my sleep schedule. I've had to go to bed a whole fifteen minutes later!" The boy squeaked. "I'm missing fifteen minutes of my precious morning routine. My showers have suffered..."

Thinking of Stuart's slim, naked body in the shower had Luke's cock twitching.

"I didn't sleep."

The bespectacled boy almost screamed. "LUKE! You must get-!"

"Yeah, yeah, whatever. I don't care about sleeping." Luke felt almost naked as he stripped off his tank top. The heat was getting to him, and the freckled teen had to wonder how Stuart was in pants. "What are you even doing here?"

Stuart barely looked up. "Eating breakfast, of course. It's very important for health and development. Not that you need to worry about that."

"T-thanks? But that's NOT what I meant. What are you doing in my house." The older boy pointed to the floor, his eyes wide and tired.

He was ignored for a time as the boy ate more of his food. For some reason, Luke found himself noticing the cute pink-white pants Stuart was wearing. Either cooking or breakfast pants. They matched the checkered jacket, even with different colours. He shook his head and tried to focus on anything else.

"Oh, That's quite simple, actually." He pushed his glasses up when they slipped. "I came here to see my lady, Zuri,"

The nerdy boy shivered slightly due to the cold of the penthouse kitchen, with Luke noticing that he rolled back his eyes, which he found oddly cute.

"Only... she wasn't here. No one was, except for you as you are standing right there."

Luke adjusted his shorts.

"Shit!" He hissed under his breath.

The hard cock pressed against his leg twitched, with the teen now knowing he could have been louder and done whatever he pleased. The pair fell silent as the younger finished eating, with Stuart glancing at the older teen from the corner of his eye. Luke eyed the boy with an odd curiosity and jumped when Stuart stood and crossed to the sink. After rinsing the plate and leaving it to soak, the nerdy boy finally got a good look at the hastily 'dressed' teenager and just rolled his eyes.

"Right." Stuart began, before pausing as though to consider his words. A curt nod symbified that he had the right words in mind: "Why don't we go up stairs and deal with that -ahem- little problem in your sleeping pants? Through, I can't, um, really say little now can I?"

"W-what!?"

Stuart squinted, rubbed his nose between his thumb and forefinger, then pointed to Luke's boxers.

"Your erection? Duh. It's almost ripping through your boxer shorts!" Grinning when he realised that for a moment, he sounded like his 'cool' alter ego.

Luke stood gaping and wide-eyed. It shouldn't have been a surprise that someone like Stuart would noticed that, especially if he was by the door and heard the moaning.

"Don't worry Luke, I'm sure that it's a simple case of nocturnal penile tumescence." The young boy said casually as though it were a common phrase. As expected, it flew right over Luke's head. "Morning wood, as you would call it. Very common in males, particularly around your age. I am beginning to experience these myself as I further experience the often embarrassing effects of onset puberty. It can be quite a bother, especially around my parents."

Surprised, Luke looked Stuart up and down. While the boy looked like a ten-year-old, he spoke like a fully-grown adult.

"S-Stuart... I-I don't think-"

"It's perfectly alright. I am trying to be a helpful guest, and by the sounds of things earlier, you were having trouble... releasing."

"STUART!" Luke exclaimed. The realisation that Stuart had not only been in the house but also heard him jacking off made Luke's face turn a bright pink. "That's not the point here!"

"LUKE?" Stuart snorted.

"Ugh!" The freckled teen groaned.

Luke's reaction made Stuart chuckle, finding his blush to be cute.

"There's really no need to be embarrassed Luke. I can't even ejaculate yet." The younger boy admitted without even seeming fazed. "Now..."

"W-What?"

Further amused, Stuart pressedon: "Shall we?"

Luke growled, with the younger boy seeming to be teasing him at this point. "Shall we WHAT? You don't know what you're talking about, kid."

"Oh, so you don't need to deal with the results of your, uh, pleasuring then? Now shall we go upstairs or do you still NOT understand what you were doing with your morning wood?" Stuart responded, extending his hand and pointing at the stairs.

Whether or not he wanted it, Luke found himself getting dragged along by the all-too-eager-to-help nerd.

"Now was that so hard?" Stuart questioned. "You even seemed, may I say it, excited to be getting some assistance with that not so LITTLE problem… which threatens to force Jessie to buy you some new underpants."

Groaning in response and realising how eager he was looking, the older boy forced himself to slow down and stand up straight. It was making him uneasy that his limbs seemed to start moving on their own. But even so, he doubted he would turn back now. He was in desperate need of release. A quick look back at Stuart told him that the boy wasn't going to let him stop now, either way. The odd smile on his face was out of place. It was obvious that Stuart knew full well that he had Luke right where he wanted him, and wasn't just going to let it go easily. Right now, the only thing that would stop him would be if Zuri burst into the room. When the two finally reached the second floor, Luke began awkwardly leaning on the wall and rubbed the back of his neck. A bullet of sweat ran down his temple before dropping onto the carpet. Stuart, however, didn't stop. He continued to Luke's door.

"Come along Luke, why are you standing there?" He asked blankly.

The freckled boy stepped forward, then paused and shifted his weight from side to side, blushing. "Uh, m-maybe we shouldn't use my room..."

For some reason, doing things on a trampoline didn't seem very pleasant to the dancer.

Stuart raised an eyebrow, but asked no more. "Alright. But It wouldn't have been the first time I've experienced things in a less than clean area. My mother forces me to volunteer at homeless shelters every few weeks. The shelters are usually as tidy as yourself."

"Hey! It's Bertam's fault-"

"Oh? It's the obese butler who would rather lie on a couch watching reruns fault that you make the mess, in YOUR bedroom?

I'm sure you can understand, where the lack of instant belief comes from..."

Before Luke was allowed to even respond, Stuart began walking along the hall. He paused for a moment at each door and considered the choices.

"Your younger brother's room is a definite NO. I would rather not have your brother's water monitor watching us, even if she is a docile breed. That and I have seen enough of your brother's downstairs, to last a lifetime. My darling Zuri, owe me for that one."

Luke's mind was racing from Stuart's comments, wondering how he had seen Ravi's cock and what Zuri had to do with it.

Meanwhile, Stuart had moved on to Zuri's bedroom, which had invoked another adorkable shiver- he stated: "And I could never besmirch my love's room with such… such vulgar activities... or have her dolls watching us."

At Emma's door he seemed to consider it, but finally moved on wordlessly.

Last was Jessie's room.

"Hmm... I don't see much of a problem here. While it's a slight mess in there, it should be quickly cleaned. And besides," He opened the door and stepped inside, then inhaled. "It already smells much like sex. Bertram definitely doesn't clean in here, unless of course he is the reason for the odour of male ejactulation."

"Ew, that's so gross Stuart!" The teen groaned, sounding like his sister..

"Are you aware, that you groan like Emma? That is a interesting stat coming from adopted siblings. Would you mind if i studied your moans and compare them with hers as well?"

"Er… I would rather you didn't..." Luke shifted from right to left, taking deep breaths.

Ignoring the snarky boy's comment, Luke gripped his collar and shoved him inside the nanny's room before slamming the door behind them. It felt strange being in Jessie's room without the woman already there asleep. The teen's hand felt oddly empty without a camera in hand, while his other did other things; even those videos did little to nothing that morning. Stuart didn't notice the awkwardness coming from the freckled boy as he busily removed the mess from Jessie's bed. Even though he had a strong case of OCD, he didn't care where anything ended up. Though a mental note was made to come back and tidy up everyone's room.

"There, all clean." The nerdy boy said proudly with his hands on his hips, then adjusted his glasses.

"Um, awesome…" Luke responded, running his hand through his hair awkwardly.

"Now," He span on his heel, "Shall we get started, Luke?"

All the older teen could do was offer a reluctant nod, with Luke looking like he was dealing with the angel and demon on his shoulders. Stuart ignored this and slowly moved to touch Luke's developing chest, finding himself almost moaning from the sight of his bare, tanned chest and dark-pink nubs. The teen reacted to his touch but said nothing, just whining as the small palms caressed his pecs and Stuart's thumbs circled his nipples. Stuart noted that the chest of the older boy was solid and sweaty, slick and hot to the touch.

"Interesting…" He muttered.

"Ngh… D-dude," Luke groaned as his chest was felt up by the boy madly in love with his little sister.

Stuart's breath was short and hot against Luke's skin, making the older boy shiver. "Please tell me when this becomes pleasurable rather then just feeling up your... um... admittedly muscular chest..."

Unable to verbalise a response, Luke swallowed hard. Only one thing was on the horny teen's mind: 'Oh gosh, Stuart's really feeling me up! Zuri's going to kill me but his fingers feel so good!'

He was snapped from his thoughts when Stuart's small fingers started moving lower, tracing his abs and teasing his belly button.

"How long have you been exercising to develop these exactly?"

"Exercise? I've just been dancing since I was a kid. Working out was way too boring, so I just used the weights mom and dad got me to hold up chairs I broke. Oh and Ravi's bed… Don't ask."

"Luke… you know I'm going to ask later." Stuart smiled.

"I'll answer when you tell me how you saw Ravi's 'downstairs'." Luke replied with a grin.

Rolling his eyes, the younger boy lowered down to his knees and admired the bulge that were making the underwear almost tear off Luke. One hand moved to Luke's leg and snaked upward, stopping just before entering the teen's briefs. He wasn't there to tease, only to bring pleasure and relief, so instead his fingers hooked around the waistband.

"May I?"

"Um, I guess…" Luke responded, breathing heavier than usual.

Slowly, Luke slid down the clothing, letting them drop to Luke's ankles. His eyes grew wide at the first sight of a erect cock that wasn't his own, which was hanging only inches from his face. It was a monster compared his own small wiener. He felt his young immature three-inches twitch at the sight. The thick shaft looked too thick for his little hands to wrap around, and the smell was oddly intoxicating despite the musty aroma. He swallowed hard. He would have to pace himself. Fuelled by curiosity and lust, he reached up and softly cupped the teen's heavy balls; they were much bigger than his, and a lot hairier than his own or the view at Ravi's hairless crotch that he had gotten.

"Ngh… D-damn, Stu," Luke moaned out.

"Incredible..." Stuart whispered and lightly squeezed the sack, drawing out a small moan from Luke. "Hmm… are you sensitive here?"

"Y-yeah, who isn't?" Luke bit his lip as another moan formed in his throat.

"Interesting… and something that needs investigating… maybe Ravi might be interested in assisting with that study."

Stuart pushed up his glasses and moved his hand to the shaft, and found he was correct in thinking his hand wouldn't fit around it. He could feel the dick was already sticky, further confirming Luke's earlier actions. The boy wrapped his free hand around the base and stroked the shaft. Even with both hands around the thick length, the head and at least an inch still poked free and unattended. From his knowledge of stimuli, Stuart started using his thumb to play with the liquid leaking from the tip, smearing it around and making Luke's cock throb. When he noticed that he still had a few drops of Luke's pre-cum remaining on his finger, Stuart moved his finger up and sucked it off with a slight pop. The resulting moan from Luke had Stuart grinning. However, as Stuart returned to focusing on his cock, Luke's knees began buckle and the teen struggled to keep standing.

"Oh damn... D-don't tease me." The freckled teen moaned.

"But I'm not teasing you, Luke. I'm stimulating the head of your penis to make you cum faster."

Stuart continued to 'tease' the older teen by using his tongue to make the head slick and get another taste of precum. He barely noted the sweet-salty taste on his tongue, instead focusing on the sexy moans as he stroked his pre-cum coated length. Soon, Stuart surprised the teen by leaning in and taking his cock into his mouth.

"Gods…!" The younger boy's soft lips wrapped around his cock made Luke want to cum then and there.

The freckled-boy worked his fingers into the once neat jet-black hair, moaning as he watched Stuart bobbing up and down on his throbbing cock. Stuart gave Luke control, allowing the teen to push him down and make him engulf more and more of the older boy's thickness.

"Hmm, what are you doing dude?" A smirk broke across Luke's face when Stuart's curious hands felt up his chest; the small fingers tracing his lean abs and tracing small circles around his nipples.

"Mph- j-just… Pleasuring. You." Stuart managed, before swallowing the length again.

"Ah... Ngh, ok." A moan escaped him as he felt the tongue slide across the bottom of his length, bringing him closer to his orgasm. The teen knew that he wasn't going to last much longer, especially after his session earlier. "Sh-shit..."

"Ghk!" Stuart gagged and pulled off, taking in a sharp breath. "Hah… M-mind your language, Luke…"

"B-But… Stu, I'm... I'm gonna C-CUM!" Luke groaned, not caring about his language when the need to shoot his load was growing almost uncontrollable.

"Then release…" Stuart whispered lustfully, making Luke moan loudly from the sexiness of Stuart's voice.

The young boy gasped when Luke thrust into his warm mouth and emptied down his throat. It felt weird having the salty-sweet liquid flood his mouth, flowing down his throat and warming his insides. Nevertheless, he happily drank his load, savouring the odd taste of the warm liquid. His head was buzzing as Stuart pulled off and licked his lips.

"That was very... informative."

Luke, out of breath, fell back onto Jessie's bed and took heavy breaths.

Stuart straightened up and felt his jaw, noting the slight throbbing pain.

"Your mouth was so freaking hot, little dude! You should have just came into my room earlier; my cum could have been your breakfast." Luke said as the other boy straightened up

Stuart licked his lips at the sight of the sexy naked teen sprawled across his nannie's bed, with Luke's dick slowly hardening again and a few leftover drops of cum flowing out with each heartbeat. It took restraint from Stuart not to latch his lips around the teen's length and suck out as much of the bitter-sweet liquid as he could. The sight made his smaller cock twitch. He wanted Luke's huge length inside his tiny virgin ass but wanted to take his time with the boy and enjoy being able to ravish his lean, sexy body as long as he could. He felt around his jaw when he felt a slight throb pain, nothing that it would have been from Luke's sudden force.

"Well," He started, getting Luke's attention, "now that you have released, I think it's my turn."

Luke couldn't help but grin at the thought of sucking off the younger boy, with all doubt gone from his horny teenage mind.

"You can begin by undressing me." Stuart commanded and stood back, throwing his arms open and beaming.