Disclaimer: I do not own the Avengers or any other Marvel related material. This story is not for profit.

Thank you so much to all who reviewed the last chapter! Sweetdesserts, PR922, MirrorFlower and DarkWind, BlackMeister13, MarineLvr84, qbrulz9, irite, Utena-Puchiko-nyu, herpaderp, Tinapple, PhoenixGirl369, and the two Guests, you are all the best! Sorry I wasn't able to reply to any of your comments, FF's being weird and they aren't getting through, but I just want you to know that you are all the best and your encouragement really helped me get through this chapter! Without further ado…

Chapter 4: Boy Scouts, Voyeurs, and Brothers, Oh My!

"Excuse me?" Steve asked, looking up from the phone.

Loki grinned and slung an arm around the blonde's shoulders, "You heard me, have you ever been in love?"

Eyeing the hand on his arm warily, the super soldier turned back to the Norse god. "Why do you want to know?"

Casting sultry eyes at the other, Loki leaned in to whisper into Steve's ear, "You seem lonely, Mr. Rogers. What do you say about finding a remedy for it?" Inwardly smirking as a bright blush bloomed across the human's high cheekbones, the lie smith continued, "Let's ditch this party, yeah?" He turned to match Stark's heated glare from across the room with a pointed look of his own. "I'm starting find the atmosphere a little…stifling."

Allowing himself to be tugged from the couch and led past a fuming Tony and an incredulous Thor, Steve stuttered. "Uh…Loki, where are we going?"

Pulling out a pair of shades from inside his jacket pocket, the God of Mischief donned them with a Cheshire grin directed at the currently gaping inventor, "Why don't you show me more of the city on that delightful bike of yours, Steve?"

Tony's mouth flapped several times as he struggled to find the right words. "Are those-? Are those my favorite Louis Vuittons?"

"Relax, Mr. Stark, Pepper assured me they were for my protection," Loki said smugly and turned back to the soldier. "Shall we?" Without waiting for an answer, he took the other by the hand and led them both down to the parking garages.

Back in the room, Tony managed to gather his wits to rant at Thor, "He stole my damn Louis Vuittons! The nerve of him! Those were my favorite sunglasses and even though I have like six pairs, those were mine! He had no right to just take them like they were his own! He may be a Prince, but he needs to learn the subtleties in the art of diplomatic relations! And mentioning Pepper like that, Jesus Christ! I swear, Thor, if he wasn't your brother, I'd have Dummy skin him alive. And did you see how he was all touchy-feely with Steve? If that's not flirting, I don't know what is."

"I have been known to be wrong about Loki," the Thunder God admitted with a suspicious glare at the door, "He is, after all, called Silvertongue for a reason."

As the two climbed onto Steve's motorcycle with Loki in the back, the blond suddenly shook his head. "Look, Loki…I don't want to get between whatever you have going on with Thor-"

Snorting, Loki wrapped his arms tightly around the other's middle. "Don't you worry about that. In fact, my brother gets particularly possessive when he's jealous and I happen to love it."

Blushing again, Steve cleared his throat, "Okay, just a tad too much information right there. So, where are we going?"

"Wherever you want," was Loki's silky reply.

They ended up at a coffee shop in a "quieter" section of the city and sat down at a table near the back with twin Tall Two Pump Peppermint, Two pump Mocha Blended Cream Frappuccinos in hand. Loki analyzed the drink critically while Steve chuckled in the middle of his seventh sip. "Seriously, it's really good."

Taking a hesitant taste, Loki nearly moaned at the flavor, "By Idunn's apples, this is delicious!"

Smiling at the other's infatuated response, the super soldier set down his cup and crossed his legs at the ankle, accidentally brushing against the Norse god's leg in the process. Face heating up again, he cleared his throat to ask, "So why did you want to know about my love life?"

Glancing out the window at the people milling about, Loki shrugged, "Because you aren't the only one who's lonely." Turning back to meet the other's blue eyed stare, the younger brother elaborated. "I've read about Peggy in Tony's files."

Drawing in a quick breath, Steve nodded solemnly. "I thought she was the one, you know? But now, looking back, she was way too independent for me. I would have just been an unnecessary addition in her life, even if she was interested in a relationship. …Wait, when did Tony give you his files?"

"Please, he didn't have to give them to me, I'm a God. His mortal instruments are no match against my natural abilities," said god deadpanned.

Steve gulped, "Right…"

Continuing to stare at the blond, Loki persisted. "But back to the original topic of discussion, have you laid eyes on anyone else you're interested in? Perhaps say, a man this time?"

Shifting in his seat to disguise his discomfort, Steve shrugged. "I haven't given that much thought. I mean, I guess I'm not terribly against the idea, but frankly, there hasn't been anyone who has caught my eye yet."

Tossing his already finished drink into a nearby trashcan expertly, Loki frowned. "Perhaps you just haven't been looking in the right places.

Steve blushed, "To be honest, I was more focused on the opposite…uh…"

"Sex?" Loki volunteered helpfully.

"I was going to say gender," the American admitted sheepishly. "I've never even thought about being with a man before."

"Well, you're thinking about it now, aren't you?" Loki pointed out, rubbing his leg sensuously against the blonde's and smirking when the other's face flamed. "What's your opinion so far?"

"Loki," the super soldier nearly choked out. "Look, um, aren't you already involved with Thor?"

Rolling his eyes as he snatched the blonde's drink, Loki finished it in four gulps before throwing it away as well. "Of course I'm with Thor, mortal. I wouldn't dream of leaving him, although I see no harm in provoking him bit. He gets so…passionate when he's angry. No, I'm referring to a certain other dark haired genius, well, genius on your Midgardian standards, with a wit almost up to par with mine."

Steve grimaced, "Tony?"

"Not bad, got it on the first try," the sorcerer complimented sarcastically. "I'm impressed!"

"Why in the hell would you think I'd like Tony?" the other nearly exploded. "He's arrogant. He's selfish. And not to mention the fact that he seems to denounce everything I believe in."

Loki raised a skeptical brow, "I think you'd be surprised at how much he respects you, Mr. Rogers. In fact, I think he just acts that way because he's afraid of how people would compare the two of you. Both super heroes who save the world, but only one who really represents the values that your realm embraces. Tony would be the shadow in your golden glow, so he creates this image of himself to defend his true feelings from that hurt."

At the other's words, Steve finally takes the moment to study Loki. "You're speaking from experience, aren't you?"

Sighing as he ran a hand through his hair, the god shrugs, "To an extent. Even though Thor has always gained the spotlight over myself, we were raised as brothers and therefore have a bond that nothing can break. Even through the attention from the ladies in court and the encouragement from the other warriors to go hunting, he always made time to spend with me. That's not to say that it didn't affect me to see his worshipers fawning over him, but in private, he always had his ways of expressing love."

Ruining the mood, Steve couldn't help but interject, "You know, incest isn't really appreciated here on Earth."

Snorting, Loki kicked the other in the shin under the table. "I know that, idiot. Even on Asgard, it is highly frowned upon for immediate blood relatives to have extended relations, but I think we always knew, somehow, that we weren't really brothers."

Wincing, Steve relented, "So, Tony huh?"

Smiling devilishly, Loki nodded, "Take it from the expert, darling. And if you need any pointers, Thor and I would be more than happy to include you in our…ah…shall we say, extra-curricular activities."

"Oh my god," Steve cried, covering his ears as his face turned tomato red. "Mental images…scarring."

Loki followed the inventor obediently down the stairs as they made their way to the labs. Upon his and Steve's return to Avengers HQ, the blond had promptly headed to the gyms to pay a visit to his beloved punching bags while Loki had dragged Tony away from Thor, unto whom he had only bestowed a chaste kiss on the cheek, under the pretense of wanting to learn more about the technology that the humans were building.

Half-way down the first flight, however, the Asgardian suddenly attached himself to Tony's arm with a wide grin on his face. "You are going on a date with Mr. Rogers. Although, preferably tomorrow because I think our resident boy scout needs some time to digest the suggestion of pursuing romantic relations with renowned playboy, Tony Stark."

The shorter rolled his eyes, "And who decided that? Since the attending parties obviously have no say."

"Come now, Tony," Loki nagged. "Don't tell me you don't find him attractive? His blue eyes, his blond hair, not to mention his toned muscles-"

"You know," Stark interrupted. "It actually sounds like you're describing qualities of another blue eyed, blond haired, muscular hottie… Who was it again? Oh, right, your boyfriend! Or should I say fiancé? Do you remember him? You know, since you're so busy barging into other people's lives and all…"

Loki paused, remembering his almost exact conversation with Steve before pulling the other to a stop, "Did you just say my brother was 'hot'?"

"Um," Tony glanced away. "Maybe? I mean, if it's okay with you then yeah, he's a total hunk and I'd go down on him any day. If it's a problem, then no, he's atrocious and I don't dig long hair unless it's on some super-hot chick with a decent rack."

Scoffing, the prince started walking again. "You know, Mr. Stark, Pepper was right about you. You're just attracted to everything that can fuck, am I right?"

"Hey, it takes skill to bed every person you set your eyes on," Tony defended. "And I'm proud to say that nobody has turned me down."

"Yet," Loki added deviously. "But don't get me sidetracked. You do find Steve good looking, don't you?"

Tony groaned, "What's that saying that everybody's been trying to get into my head? It's not the looks that count, but what's on the inside that truly matters?"

"Oh please," Loki waved the comment away. "As if Captain America's moral values and golden personality could be discredited. Unlike you, Mr. Stark, Steve has nothing to worry about in that department."

"Fine," Tony admitted grudgingly. "I think he's sexy, alright? Happy now?"

"Not exactly," Loki said, studying the inventor's face in profile. "I already knew you found him appealing. I think the real issue is why it was so hard for you to admit it in the first place. And, as you said previously, why you don't have him wrapped around your finger already since you obviously want him?"

"Well, Counselor Loki," Tony replied sarcastically. "The truth is, my heart is only a machine, a brilliant machine of my own design, but a machine nonetheless. It can't feel."

"I see, Mr. Stark," the god drawled, playing along. "That is quite the dilemma."

Tony finally looked toward Loki, evaluating the god's face and searching for any sign of an ulterior motive. Finding no malice in the taller's features, Stark sighed, "It's complicated."

"No, really?" the other snorted. "We have time," the Norse god continued genuinely, sitting down in the middle of the stairwell to glance up at the other expectantly. "Although, I suggest you hurry, Thor is only so patient when it comes to being ignored."

"Gotcha," Tony replied instantly. Taking a deep breath, he started, "Okay look, I have a history with Steve alri-"

"I know all about your father and the serum," the sorcerer interrupted. "I've read your files, so don't bother asking."

Grumbling at the other's underhanded tactics, the inventor continued, "Well, yeah…we have a history."

"Which is not in the now," Loki scoffed. "Give me the real reason, and don't try to lie to me, I am the God of Lies."

Clenching and unclenching his fists, Tony stared dejectedly at the half-moons imprinted in his palms, "I'm…afraid he'll compare me to my dad. And I just know that I can't live up to whatever memories Steve may hold of him."

"And there we have it, ladies and gentlemen," Loki sighed dramatically. "The great Iron Man is insecure. Seriously, you people need to get over yourselves. Just take him out to eat tomorrow, okay?"

"We'll see," Tony snorted. "How'd your date with him go?"

Loki smirked, "Fantastic, actually. In fact, I don't think he can get the image of rolling in bed with another man out of his head."

"I hope that man is me," Tony grinned.

Satisfied, the other stood up and dusted himself off. "Wonderful, now, if your little crisis is over, I'm going to find Thor and see if I can remedy his loneliness as well."

The inventor grimaced, "Yeah, spare me the details and run along to brother dearest so we don't have a jealous and horny God of Thunder running loose in my tower."

"Oh, Mr. Stark," Loki cackled as he ascended the stairs. "I thought you got off that sort of thing! Isn't that why you had extra cameras and microphones installed in our room? Don't worry, I think it's hot and I know Thor won't mind the audience."

Tony could only gawk at the other as he disappeared from sight. "Jarvis, I must be off my game today. He's left me speechless twice in so many hours, unacceptable."

"Or perhaps you've just been outplayed, sir," was the AI's dry retort.

When Loki finally reached his room, Thor wasted no time with pleasantries, instead nearly ripping the clothes off his brother's from and throwing him unceremoniously on the bed. Immediately claiming the younger's mouth in a possessive kiss and shoving three oiled fingers into the other's tight hole, Thor barely gave Loki time to adjust before flipping him over.

In contrast to his frenzied preparation, however, the elder dragged out the actual penetration for an almost painful amount of time. He started by rubbing his manhood between his brother's ass cheeks, teasing Loki's hole relentlessly. "I shouldn't even let you cum today, brother," he growled into the younger's ear. "Ignoring me for a whole day while you frolicked with everyone else, is that any way to treat your beloved?" Landing a harsh slap on the other's ass, he grinned as Loki jerked beneath him, moaning at the pleasurable pain. "You like that? Being punished like a naughty boy?" Thor grunted as he continued to spank the other's pliant body beneath him.

When the other's bottom was bright red and probably smarting, the elder finally relented and pushed the head of his dick in.

Loki shuddered as he was breached with so little preparation, enjoying the feeling of his brother's cock opening him up. "Mmm," he moaned as Thor inched deeper. "You feel so big inside me."

Thor chuckled huskily when he was sheathed to the hilt, "You like feeling my big cock shoved inside you?"

"Yes, please, fuck me harder," Loki panted as he tried in vain to push back into Thor's agonizingly slow thrusts. "By Fandral's balls, I'll spell Sif's hair puce and blame it on you if you don't start fucking me like I know you can!" he cursed colorfully, burying his face in the pillow under him and groaning helplessly as the sensation of being filled overwhelmed him without the intense pleasure he craved.

The elder had both his wrists pinned with one hand above his head while the other kept a firm grip on slip hips, preventing the younger from thrusting back. Licking at the sweat that glistened on his brother's back, Thor murmured against Loki's trembling form, "Mmm, you looked positively divine today, brother. Your hair, your Midgardian clothes, your bloody attentions towards the Captain and Stark. I've wanted to claim you since you got back and make love to you so sweet, you would lose all resolve." The blond continued pushing to the hilt and pulling out without any force, barely brushing over the younger's prostate and driving him mad with lust. Thor groaned as he felt the God of Mischief's tight rim squeezing the base of his manhood and rotated his hips in small circles, reveling in the velvet constraints of the younger's passage.

"Brother, please," Loki begged, clenching the walls of his ass in a desperate attempt to obtain release. "This is torture. Please fuck me, pound your huge dick into me."

"I'm not sure, brother," Thor teased. "They say the best poison is always your own, and you've made me wait all day for this."

Releasing his wrists, Thor sat up to kneel behind the younger who lay splayed out on his stomach in front of him. Spreading Loki's ass with large hands, the God of Thunder pulled out halfway and let saliva drip onto the thick, veined shaft of his cock before pushing back in slowly, groaning in pleasure at the sight of the other's hole swallowing his manhood. Digging both his thumbs in alongside his cock, Thor spread Loki's hole further as he pushed in again. "You're loving this aren't you? Speared on my huge cock, begging to be taken, you're just like a fucking whore."

The slighter shivered at the filthy words, "Yes, brother, but I'm your fucking whore."

Satisfied with the breathy response, the elder thrust in deeper. "And I bet your greedy little ass can't get enough," Thor continued, pulling his thumbs apart against the tense muscles of Loki's ass. "Can you feel me gaping your dirty little cockhole?"

Loki bucked at the stretching, moaning incoherently and nodding desperately as he ground against silk sheets, the delicious friction rubbing against his dripping dick.

Feeling the beginnings of his orgasm, Thor pulled out a thumb to reach under the younger and grip Loki's cock firmly at the base before suddenly slamming into the other's ass, balls slapping against sweat slicked skin as he started ramming his manhood into his brother.

Unable to form any words at the sudden onslaught of pure pleasure radiating from his nether regions, Loki arched his back, mouth hanging open in a silent scream as his body convulsed, a dry orgasm wracking his body as the elder continued to pound into him harshly. Striking the younger's prostate each time, Thor rode out his own release with hard, powerful thrusts, hot cum coating Loki's inner walls. As his orgasm passed, Thor continued to thrust languidly into the younger for a few minutes, basking in the afterglow as Loki whimpered beneath him.

Panting as he slowly pulled out, Thor grinned as his free hand spread the younger's ass cheeks in time to see the cum dribble out of Loki's slightly gaping hole. Catching some of his release with his fingers, Thor tugged slightly at the cock still gripped with his other hand to roll his brother over.

Bringing the cum coated fingers to the fairer's lips, the God of Thunder drank in the sight of the other sucking avidly on his fingers, eyes falling half-mast with lust when the younger moaned at the salty taste. Lowering himself to Loki's unsatisfied cock, now nearly maroon with veins more prominent than usual, Thor laved at the head, licking at the precum that had gathered around the crown. When every last drop had been lapped up, Thor finally took his brother's sizable manhood into his mouth. Electric blue met emerald green when Loki began to orgasm as soon as his cock hit the back of Thor's throat, despite the grip the elder still maintained. Starting from his balls and spreading like wildfire through his veins until even his fingers and toes tingled, Loki's release seemed to last forever as cum dribbled from his slit in single drops which dripped down his shaft as Thor pulled away to watch.

Heart pounding rapidly and breathing heavy, Loki writhed as Thor started to clean the younger's dick, the sensation of the elder's tongue dragging over his sensitive manhood causing him pleasure almost to the point of pain. "Brother," he begged, grasping at the taller's shoulders. "Please…stop. I can't take any more."

Settling with massaging the younger's balls, Thor raised himself to claim the other's swollen lips in a tender kiss. "My sweet, sweet Loki, did I hurt you, brother?"

Gasping and still boneless with pleasure, Loki struggled to meet the elder's gaze. "No, that was…amazing."

Chuckling, Thor kissed his brother's brow before climbing out of bed to get the shower ready. "Well, it must have been if even our resident Silvertongue had to pause to find the right words. Relax while I prepare the water."

"It's not like I can really move," Loki murmured with as much displeasure as he could while radiating contentment. "You know, I should have done this way sooner if I'd known you'd react like this."

"Don't count on it," Thor grinned as he reached to give the younger's cock, still hard and standing straight up, a slap. "I should have left you high and dry for what you pulled today."

To be continued.

AN: I sincerely apologize for the belated update. I've been lacking in inspiration lately, but thank you to PR922 for the edits! I'll definitely try to get the next chapter up sooner!

Again, I really hope you enjoyed this chapter, and sorry if you didn't. Please leave a comment and let me know what you think!

With love,
Catch~