Musk Haven

Standing alone in an almost empty large home, a twenty two-year-old man's hand ran along the softness of a couch that had lasted through the ages and torture of four teenagers using it. Sure, there was a scratch here and there and a good few burn marks hidden underneath the upturned cushions, but nobody needed to know about them. Touching down on the coolness of smooth metal sent a soft chill up the arm of the man, who surveyed the old living room with a smile on his handsome face.

Nothing had changed in the five years since he had moved out of the house, and even the grove in the couch was still there from his father. His hand was resting on the button to open the hatch to his old bedroom lair, but was hesitating to press it for some strange reason. Maybe it was because Max wanted to reminisce on the house he had spend some of the best years of his life in that drew him towards the stairs. He almost never used them to get inside the lair but today felt like it called for it.

"You would think that when I arrived, that someone would come and greet me…" The man smirked, his voice rising in order to make it sound through the differing levels of the house.

Moments passed by, until he was tackled onto the couch by a blur of colour.

"Ugh, g-get off me Zippy… I said a greeting… not a dog greeting it's master…" The man groaned, as his head bounces lightly off the arm of the couch.

He rubbed his lightly throbbing head as he glared at the new comer, his brother Billy.

"Are we getting into the master stuff already, Max?" Billy asked with a very eager and almost animistic lustful smirk on his face, still not climbing off and rather bouncing slightly. His hands were pinned onto his older brother's chest, with their crotches together as he sat on top of him. Billy could tell that his older brother's head wasn't the only head throbbing.

"Down boy… down." Max replied, with his own smirk. Earning a pout from the seventeen year old.

With a playful grin on his face and a way to deal out some malicious complaint to his older brother, Billy dropped down onto the floor and sat with his legs crossed. Amusement laced in his eyes as he stared at his older brother.

Holding back a childish giggle, Billy stuck his tongue out and replied. "Woof."

Straightening up on the couch, Max's face had a cocky smirk now. The look made Billy excited, who knew that this wasn't some friendly visit to have tea and biscuits. That look told him everything and was making his cock go wild. Max looked his brother in the eye and ran a hand through his long mess of black hair Billy had grown. It looked cute on him and worked wonders when the two got a little heated. Then he gave it a little tug to bring Billy closer to him or a rougher tug when his brother needed to be made to calm down.

He wasn't a fan of the beanie that his brother kept it hidden with, however.

"You're horny already, aren't you Billy?"

"I'm a seventeen year old man, Max…" Billy replied, rolling his eyes. "Horniness is like my lifestyle…"

Max growled someone playfully, tugging harder. "Did I ask you to talk back?"

"You prefer it when I do… gets little Maxxy hornier…" Billy teased, amusement and deviousness in his eyes.

"You are a dork but since you want it soooo badly." Thrusting his annoying little brother's face into his crotch, Max groaned softly feeling the boys face rubbing against his semi hard cock, his cocky smirk not dropping for a second. There was no resistance, and for a second he could have sworn Billy even moaned from the rough treatment. It all worked to get Max's blood pumping and his cock was quickly hard, the almost soda-can thick cock pinned hard to his thigh with Billy's face pressed against it.

Billy eventually pulled his head back a little, after sneakily taking a few sniffs of his brother's muskier crotch. "Ally, not making you shower? You are getting a little close to ripe there bro…"

Max snorted.

"Just came from the gym dork, and since I know how much my little brother love's my man stunk…" Max smirked, as he gave his little brother's longer hair a gentle tug. "House free?"

Almost drooling at the thought of a sweaty Max being all his, Billy nodded with his tongue hanging out. "Freer than my ass…"

"You really should start charging boy's access to my property, Zippy." Max growled a little, tugging Billy's hair a little harder which pulled the boy towards him with a yelp. Leaning down to whisper into his brother's ear and his warm breath flowing against the boy's pale pink skin, Max's growl continue. "Because I don't like people using my property for free, Billy."

Despite the gulp, Billy's cock was throbbing from Max's claiming his ass as solely his property.

"You. Me. Lair. Now…" The man said, his words like a lustful venom when he bit down on Billy's neck and caused the boy to whine.

One of his hand thrust into the younger boy's jeans and boxer briefs, wrapping around his thin five inch cock, giving it a nice squeeze. Billy was shouting out in pleasure, his mind snapping from the images flooding his mind. Max was squeezing his cock so tight that thick drop of pre-cum was milked out by just a few short strokes of the length, coating his brother's hand.

Seeing the coating of his brother's thick young white cum, Max growled. "Clean your Gunk off first... now!"

Billy grinned at the thought of eating his own cum once more and eagerly leaned in to take his brother's fingers into his mouth, using his tongue to happily lick every drop of his white 'gunk' off his brother. Billy's hands clasped around Max's wrist, holding it there as he bobbed on the digits. Loving the saltiness of his own 'baby-batter'. He continued to coat his brother's fingers with his saliva for a few moments before pulling off the fingers with a light pop! The older man rolled his eyes, rubbing his soaked hand on his own jeans before standing up from the couch and started for the lair button. Moments like those were some of the few times Max had actually bothered in touching his brother, usually the pleasure was all about him unless there was some better reason to pay Billy attention.

Putting the brat in his place certainly was one of them.

Just as the seventeen-year-old gulped down his own salty sweetness, Max pressed the button and no longer than a second later was shooting down the silver slide that lead to his old bedroom.

"Down." Max growled, with Billy licking his lips and happily jumping down the slide.

At the bottom of the shoot, built into an underground cave wall, the pair of Thunderman boys shot out onto a bed with the covers torn off and strewn around the floor. The black blanket was still half on the bed, the other half thrown over the side after a long sleepless night of billy texting. The pair bounced on the surprisingly soft mattress. Before climbing off, Billy making way for Max as he shot off the slide. The lair looked starkly different from five years ago; Billy had taken over to get his own room and the slide. It had quickly transformed into the ultimate teenage den coated in Supreme merch, clothes, mess and more than a couple of condoms that didn't even bother to be hid. One thing stood, much to Max's annoyance and it made him tug the boy's hair like brothers would.

"Seriously, you added more Supreme stickers?" Max groaned, he didn't get the younger boys obsession with the brand, to the point his underwear were branded with that company's name. "My lab was so much better than this trash…"

"Sorry Max," Billy shrugged, and tugged at the hem of his black boxer briefs to show them off. Sure enough, there was 'Supreme' in white letters. "But I live the Supreme life, man"

The older man snorted again and took hold of Billy's head. Roughly he forced the boy's face down onto the mattress and slung an arm under his waist to tug Billy's round ass into the air. The boy's shirt drifting down a little to reveal Billy's jeans were sagged as well, with the belted jeans only up to about half of his brother's ass cheeks with the rest covered by the thin black fabric of his underwear. Max's hand came down on the bubbly ass hard, echoing through the lair.

"You fucking dork. No wonder you're a little cock slut, wearing that shit." He growled, and gave the ass another hard smack.

"Oh g-god… YES!" Billy shouted and whines out loud, his body being rocked into his bed with each spank. In a flash he tugged his jeans down to show off his ass in just the black underwear. "Ha-harder d-daddy! Really punish me,"

Max snorted from the 'daddy' line, but ignored it to focus on something far more important. He was getting sick and tired of seeing those stupid Supreme boxer briefs, every single time he came over so dug two fingers into the fabric and tore them effortlessly in two. Billy groaned out from the feeling of his boxer briefs being ripped and yanked from his body, the sensation of the fabric forcefully rubbing his body causing a slight painful yep. The older man meanwhile threw the scraps to either side and spanked Billy harder than he could remember spanking him. It left behind a glowing red hand-print that made him moan, and Billy whine from the sting.

"Wear those again and i'll do that every time, supreme bitch… and next time, I won't rip it gently." Max hissed.

"Ye-yes daddy…" Billy moaned, instinctively spreading his pale ass cheeks apart.

Max rolled his eyes. "If you keep moaning for Daddy, I'll go get our Daddy to come and help me destroy that slutty little ass of you. From the way our mother used to scream out for more, he must be packing something pretty solid."

With the younger slut laying there propped up on his knees with his ass spread open, shirt scrunched near his shoulders and his jeans pushed down to his knees, Max gave it one last slap before walking off. This got Billy's attention, who rolled over and watched Max sitting on the rocks kicking off his runners then the socks that were close to dripping with sweat.

Billy's mouth ran dry, the impulse to run over there and lick his own big brother's sweaty feet too strong to resist.

Using his super speed, in an instant the dark-haired hero was on his knees in front of Max licking slowly up the sole of one foot as he held tightly to his ankle. His tongue teased Max's sweaty foot, making small ticklish circles to lap up the drips. Billy moaned when Max rolled his eyes and let him continue, so was quickly taking one of the toes into his slutty mouth and sucking it dry. He loved the salty taste, and the feeling of being below his dominant big brother. Billy pulled off the toe with a pop before swapping feet, pressing his nose to the sole and inhaling the musky aroma.

"Mmm… you smell… sooooo…"

The sentence was finished with a loud needy moan.

During his speed to change positions, Billy had pulled off his jeans and shirt which were now flung over the one remaining aspect of Max's lair. The rock formation in the corner of the room which was already home to numerous pairs of funky boxer briefs, flung there to hang by the teenager until collected for washing when the smell got to much for the boy. Something that was quickly becoming the case.

"You know you can be a little freak for my musk, right? Not even that little whore Henry was this crazy for it…" Max smirked, as he began to peel off his tight black tee.

It had been loose when he but it on, but was not so sticky with the sweat dripping off his muscular body that it clung to him. Billy marvelled at the sight, seeing the strands of sweat as the shirt was slowly peeling away from his brother's defined chest. Those godly eight-pack abs coated in bullets of salty, sticky sweat. While the boy was loving the view of his brother's sweat coated abs, he licked his lips as his eyes traced down the older man's snail trail. One of the boy's favourite places to kiss down as it led between his two favourite places. Max's abs and his almost jungle like pubic hair surrounded monstrous thick cock.

Failing to hold himself back again, Billy's hands were a blur before rubbing Max's sexy body up and down with an eagerness that Allyson sorely lacked. Max was a little taken by surprise, pushed back into the hard stone as his brother feasted, the devious tongue travelling up his abs and not stopping until it reached his pecs. Nevertheless, Max put his arms behind his head and wore a cocky grin.

"That's it little bro, lick your big brother clean,"

Billy moaned to himself and kept licking every inch he could get to while his hands worked to feel up Max. Their raging hard cocks were grinding together as he lay across the older man, bucking his hips so they rubbed together. Billy's hand moved to caress his brother's pec, his tongue following soon after. The thick smell intoxicated the young superhero, who used to get off by smelling Max's suit after missions while he jerked off. Eventually that was how he got caught, leading to the first time Max's monster cock forced itself inside his slutty hole.

Leaning back a little, Billy took a deep breath in of his brother's manly musk, sighing as his body calmed from the scent. While he knew he shouldn't enjoy it this much, something about the scent of his brother, was his greatest relaxer. Now centred, Billy turned his attention back to the twenty-two year old. Locking his lips around one of Max's dark pink nipples, Billy sucked at the nub hard, lapping at it like the good slut he was. Happily it had Max moaning and playing with his hair again. Those strong fingers woven deep into his black locks, tugging him up and away from the sweat coated chest.

"Show me your tongue, my slutty little bitch." Max commanded, and smirked when Billy obeyed faster than lightning. Literally. He brought the boy down and stole a taste of the saltiness on Billy's tongue, but denied the kiss his brother was close to begging for. "Since you have been such a good little slut, the pits are all yours… I did bicep curls so they're really stinky today, just the way you like it…"

Moaning in delight, Billy's tongue was quick to start attacking the thick, long-haired pits. A haven for the slutty boy, who moaned each time he look a long lick up the crevices. He could spend hours in these hairy pits. The smell, the sweat and the hair of brother, all collected in one location. In fact, he had spent one long afternoon with his head buried in his brother's pit, lapping away like a baby. The boy's eyes were clenched shut as he took a long lap up Max's sweaty pits. All the while deeply inhaling that manly musk that turned him in to no end. He could feel Max flexing a little, groping the muscular arm as he worked to lick up every from from the hairy jungle.

"Okay that's enough freak, get off. You are not wasting all of my time in there…" Max growled, shuddering slightly.

He didn't care for sweat himself or the stinky musk, especially his own but at least Billy cleaned him off it. Even showers didn't get to every crevice like Billy's tongue.

"No, no, no please daddy! You're sweaty as fuck! It's soooooo good!" Billy pleaded, licking at Max's godly chest as the man stood up. "I'll do anything! Please! Just, like, one hour to lick you clean!"

Max smirked. "Oh, anything would you… maybe I should get Daddy for you, his hairy body badly could use a clean. I bet you would love slobbering on the slong whose baby batter made you…"

Billy shuddered noticeably from the thought but the thought of a hour in his brother's pits was worth anything. "Anything. E-Even that."

"Ew, fuck no you little freak!" Max growled, almost disgusted that Billy would be willing to do that just for some time in his arm pits.

Billy sighed in relief, muttering 'thank god' to himself.

Shoving his way past the boy, Max crossed to the bed and sunk low into the fluffy softness. He wiped his sticky, wet foot clean of Billy's saliva and nodded to his pants. "Just for that you can remove these with your teeth. NO super speed..."

Billy's licked his lips once more as he looked at the massive bulge in his brother's sweats. When his brother snapped his fingers, Billy crawled over like a dog, even said 'woof' again to tease and stopped on his knees by Max.

"Maxxie… move your hand…" He whined, confused about why he was being stopped by his sexy stud of a brother.

Rolling his eyes the older boy finished scratching his nuts and placed his hands behind him. The way he sat made the defined body flex, showing off to the younger boy whose mouth ran dry.

"There you go, you horny little dog… you may proceed. But if I see your hands and feet leave the floor you start over."

Egged on by the cocky smirk painted on his big brother's smug face, Billy leaned in and expertly used his teeth to start tugging down his big brother's sweats. He could already smell the fair amount of scent flowing towards him from Max's crotch, causing his eyes to roll back.

"Oh god… fuck meeee… smells soooo good."

Max's foot suddenly rubbed against his cock. "You can lick me as I ruin that hole later. Now strip me before I get annoyed."