Samuel walked into his step-brother's house. Isaac was drunk beyond belief, but he was still talking like he was completely sober. He had made that clear the minute Sam had walked into his apartment in the city. "I figured out I was adopted." He said, swirling the wine in his glass.
"You've known that for years, Isaac..."
"I know...but now...I've come to a realization."
I rolled my eyes. "What's that?" Before I could even sigh, he was kissing me. I moaned before I could stop myself. "We can have sex...and it won't be wrong." He whispered, pulling away.
No matter how true that was...there was still the idea of him being Samuel's brother that lingered in the older's mind. That wasn't saying he surely wouldn't like to. Isaac was beautiful-all blonde waves and blue eyes, but still, he was his brotherly figure...It was wrong to him...
Wasn't it?
The more Samuel pondered, the less morals came into it. The more he wanted it. The more he craved it. And that was only in a matter of seconds. Imagine how much he would want it in a month if he resisted now.
"What made you come to this idea, Isaac?"
"Because i wanted it so badly."
That was it. Samuel tackled Isaac to the floor and started tearing at his button-down shirt. Isaac moaned, tilting his head back and succumbing to Samuel. Samuel hesitated once he had Isaac to his boxers...This would totally change his life...but he was willing to do it. He tore his own clothes off before he resumed with Isaac. Isaac purred in anticipation and appreciation of his brother's figure. "You know...It'll never be the same between us..." Samuel whispered into Isaac's ear, tantalizingly licking it.
"I don't want it to be..." He turned over and waited, but Samuel stroked down his back first, feeling him shiver against him. The anticipation lingered for a moment, the silence in the apartment deafening. Then Samuel pushed into him, and his eagerness swelled in his chest. He thrust Isaac with one hand, the other holding him steady on the ground. Was it foolish to participate on the floor? Did it really matter? Not to the two at that moment. In that moment of ecstasy, nothing else mattered but the friction between them. The feelings were perfect-nothing like them had been felt by the two before. When Samuel fell tired, Isaac turned on his back, smirking. They held each other for a moment, panting.
"That was amazing."
"I know...Smartass."
"You've known that for years, Isaac..."
"I know...but now...I've come to a realization."
I rolled my eyes. "What's that?" Before I could even sigh, he was kissing me. I moaned before I could stop myself. "We can have sex...and it won't be wrong." He whispered, pulling away.
No matter how true that was...there was still the idea of him being Samuel's brother that lingered in the older's mind. That wasn't saying he surely wouldn't like to. Isaac was beautiful-all blonde waves and blue eyes, but still, he was his brotherly figure...It was wrong to him...
Wasn't it?
The more Samuel pondered, the less morals came into it. The more he wanted it. The more he craved it. And that was only in a matter of seconds. Imagine how much he would want it in a month if he resisted now.
"What made you come to this idea, Isaac?"
"Because i wanted it so badly."
That was it. Samuel tackled Isaac to the floor and started tearing at his button-down shirt. Isaac moaned, tilting his head back and succumbing to Samuel. Samuel hesitated once he had Isaac to his boxers...This would totally change his life...but he was willing to do it. He tore his own clothes off before he resumed with Isaac. Isaac purred in anticipation and appreciation of his brother's figure. "You know...It'll never be the same between us..." Samuel whispered into Isaac's ear, tantalizingly licking it.
"I don't want it to be..." He turned over and waited, but Samuel stroked down his back first, feeling him shiver against him. The anticipation lingered for a moment, the silence in the apartment deafening. Then Samuel pushed into him, and his eagerness swelled in his chest. He thrust Isaac with one hand, the other holding him steady on the ground. Was it foolish to participate on the floor? Did it really matter? Not to the two at that moment. In that moment of ecstasy, nothing else mattered but the friction between them. The feelings were perfect-nothing like them had been felt by the two before. When Samuel fell tired, Isaac turned on his back, smirking. They held each other for a moment, panting.
"That was amazing."
"I know...Smartass."
