"We should look at your birth certificate when we get home," Thor said.

"We should, but we both know what it will say. It doesn't even matter really. Like Dr. Banner said, it's not like one of us would get pregnant. Even if I weren't adopted, which I am sure that I am, everyone in this town knows us as brothers. We have to get away," he said. He placed his hand on Thor's bicep, rubbing small circles as he awaited a response.

"You will always be my brother Loki. We are choosing to do wrong."

"Does that upset you?"

"It did," he said. He turned his head to gaze upon Loki's face. Tender love radiated from his eyes, soft and caring. "The thought of losing you upsets me more. It is already too late for us to go back to the way things were. We can only move forward now."

"It will be better than anything we've ever shared before," Loki said, so happy and hopeful and it reminded Thor that Loki hadn't thought through all he stood to lose from their new relationship.

"Every aspect of our lives will be changed once we do this. That means cutting out everyone who currently knows us, including Sigyn," Thor said. Loki frowned. He hadn't considered that. Thor looked over at him and saw the devastation on his face. Sigyn was his best friend. He told her everything. It would be heart wrenching to never speak to her again. He looked into Thor's eyes, and any hesitation evaporated.

"We'll always have the prom," he said. Thor's eyes met his and the rawness there made Loki's breath hitch. Thor's right hand came off the steering wheel and rested on Loki's thigh. He gave it a squeeze, and Loki's heart pounded in his chest. His hand moved higher and in between Loki's legs, pressing at his crotch.

"Drive faster," he said. Thor punched the gas. Two infernally long red lights and a stretch of road later, they were home. When the door closed, Loki reached out and took Thor's hand. He leaned in and kissed him then, knowing they had privacy. Thor pressed him against the wall, knocking off a picture. They didn't care. Loki felt his hand cupping his groin again and he ground into it. Thor's left hand moved to cup his ass, then the other.

Loki's lungs felt tight. His clothes felt tight, his skin, everything felt tight. His toes tingled. His cock strained inside his jeans. He felt his back hit the mattress and fingers at his zipper. When his eyes met Thor's again, he saw something in them he'd never seen before. Gone was the hesitation and guilt. Purpose, singular and focused, all trained on him. That longing replaced by determination and certainty. Here was the man Loki had been waiting to show up. Shirts and shoes went flying.

"Ah!" Loki cried out when Thor's hot mouth sucked him in. "Wait! Both of us, together. Get on the bed with me." Thor got on and they moved into position with Thor on his back and Loki laying in the opposite direction on top of him. They took each other into their mouths, each bucking and groaning. Thor played with his ass cheeks, pulling them apart and rubbing his thumb against the red furl there. He buried his nose in Loki's curls, breathing in his musk like cologne. He hummed his contentment, which made it difficult for Loki to focus on his own task. He did it again, and Loki pulled off him gasping.

"Oh Thor…" he keened. He couldn't think or concentrate as Thor's tongue danced between his legs. His hips bucked downward involuntarily, and Thor grabbed his hips harshly to still him. He was teasing him now, tonguing the tip of his dick and then sucking the head hard. "Thor please!" Loki dove onto Thor's cock again, determined to make him just as frustrated. He copied Thor's technique, going back and forth between light airy touches and harsh fast movements. The fat long shaft barely fit in his mouth, but he was determined to swallow as much as he could. His eyes watered and he could hardly breathe given Thor's own ministrations. Loki pulled off and tongued the head again, causing Thor to growl. Loki smirked in triumph, until he felt a prodding finger press into his hole. It felt strange and his body fought it at first, but it didn't hurt. It explored his insides and when it found what it was looking for, Loki came hard. He trembled through his orgasm, latching back on to Thor's shaft to give his love as good as he got. He sucked frantically, as Thor pressed kisses to all the soft sensitive patches of skin between his spread legs.

"Loki…I'm going to come love. Baby…Baby I'm going to…I'm going to…ah…AH!" Loki licked it down as he listened to Thor's yells of passion. He'd done that. He'd made Thor make those sounds. Every bitter salty drop that touched his tongue tasted like victory. After a moment of recovery, Loki sat up and moved so that Thor could as well. They crawled under the covers with Thor on his back and Loki's head on his chest, listening to his heart.

"June is not far off. After graduation, we can put the house up for sale. We'll buy a truck and a tiny house and pick out a city with a school and good job market for welders," Loki said.

"I should have listened to you weeks ago," Thor said. "When did you get to be so smart?"

"I have always been smarter than you."

"I didn't say that," he said, turning his head and smirking at him. He pecked a kiss on Loki's forehead and hugged him closer.

"I say we stay home tomorrow and fuck in every room of the house."

"Okay."

XxXxXxXxXx

Loki rubbed down the kitchen island with bleach. It needed a thorough cleaning after what he and Thor had done on it this morning. He was still loose, still sloppy, still naked.

"I need you again," Thor said as his large form pressed to Loki's back again. His throbbing shaft poked at his crevice for moment before being placed at his opening and sliding in.

"Mmm, oh it's even better now. No burning or pain. I was already ready," he said. Thor kissed Loki's shoulder and up his neck to jawline as his hips worked. He made shallow slow grinding strokes that dragged heavy pressure against that pleasure nub inside Loki's body. The air in Loki's lungs felt heavy. Thor held him in his arms as they bent forward over the counter. With is hips pinned, Thor was able to control how much pleasure Loki received, and he kept him near the precipice but back off when Loki seemed near.

Loki's babbling begging moans became incoherent. His hair stuck to his sticky neck as sweat dripped from his brow and down his thighs. Thor could tease no longer. He picked up his pace, undulating his hips until the front of his legs slapped hard against Loki's. He reached around to jerk Loki's shaft. Two strokes and he was spraying come on the kitchen floor. Thor rode him hard then to finish, shoving his cock deep when he felt it happen.

Thor lingered inside Loki, not wanting to end this feeling of being one with him. For as long as he'd managed to make this round last, he wished it was longer. He wanted to make love for hours. He had the stamina for it.

"One day I'd like to us to try cock rings and Viagra. We could make it a goal, to see how long we can go."

"I want that too. Maybe one day, when we've relocated to a new town, we could go camping and make love under an open sky."

"Mmm, that sounds nice," he said. "We need to shower. We're disgusting."

"I need more bleach."