It didn't feel right. Well actually, the mere thought of it was wrong but he knew that to actually be entangled in his brother's arms and kisses was worse. They had both been left alone so the silence lingering in the house was eerie for Malcolm.
They had been doing this for a year and it was hard to say exactly when they started or which one started it. He remembered they'd been fighting, trashing around the room, and then somehow they had started kissing. The days following were awkward but slowly a relationship between them started. They had spent their next days sneaking around just for a small kiss, a touch, their breath baiting as they tried to be as quiet as possible.
But now with a year worth of groping and touching behind them it was easy to think of Reese as someone he could desire as much as he did now. His shirt was being opened and Reese's hands touched his stomach drawing a shudder out of him. His hands trailed along Malcolm's chest then traveled down to his waistband. Reese pulled away to kiss Malcolm's jawline traveling downwards, not daring to break contact, where his hands were busy opening Malcolm's jeans.
Their encounters had always been rushed and this was no exception. Reese went at a quick pace roughly pulling Malcolm's jeans off, his lips finally breaking contact. He kissed the base of Malcolm's semi-hard cock. His tongue ran alongside his length till it reached the head.
He sucked the head, earning a gasp from Malcolm. Reese smiled then took the rest of him in, pressing his tongue firmly along the underside. Reese felt Malcolm's hand entangle in his hair and heard Malcolm mumble a few words.
He gripped Malcolm's hips tightly and drew back so that the tip of Malcolm's cock was in his mouth. He sucked hard, pressing his tongue against the slit at the top, and was rewarded with a shudder from Malcolm. Reese's cheeks hollowed out as he set a slow rhythm, allowing Malcolm's dick slide to the back of his throat then pulling back again.
Malcolm gasped and his feet curled against his body proving that he was close. Reese sucked the head as Malcolm came and swallowed meticulously happy of the sounds coming from him.
Malcolm opened his eyes and rubbed his face. He slowly sat up with Reese staring at him. Usually they would be fighting but right now Reese just looked at him, his hands on Malcolm's thighs and the look he was giving him made Malcolm pull Reese towards him. Their kiss was deep but cut short due to the sound of their mother's parking in the driveway.
They stood up gathering their discarded clothes, bumping into one another. "Ow!" Malcolm exclaimed after receiving a hard jab in his stomach from Reese. Reese only muttered a 'Sorry' and put his shirt back on. They looked back at each other though neither one noticed that they were wearing each other's shirt.
The front door opened and their mother's voice was heard in the background, "Malcolm! Reese! Come out here and help me."
"Coming, mom!" yelled Reese. Malcolm looked up at Reese who was standing awfully close to him. Reese leaned down and kissed him whispering an 'I love you', which Malcolm whispered back, before heading out to the living room with Malcolm in toe.