Max is a Tease

JUSTIN

For many days, Justin has been looking forward to a documentary about the writer of Harry Potter, J.K. Rowling. He sat down on the couch and turned the large televison on, wearing only a t-shirt and jeans. Resting his feet up on the coffee table, Justin crossed his ankles and relaxed. He took small swigs of his apple juice from a pouch, sucking from the tiny straw. Losing himself in the program, he didn't notice much else going on. Even the moving couch cushions as Max sat down right next to him went unnoticed to Justin.

It wasn't until warm lips slid over Justin's earlobe that Justin noticed Max next to him. He worked hard on ignoring Max and watching the program. The smooth tongue of the younger guy lapped at the bottom of the lobe, making it jiggle in Max's mouth. Watching the program was becoming very difficult for Justin as Max worked his ear, licking around the rim of it.

Max twirled around on the couch, lifting his leg over Justin's legs. His face buried in Justin's neck. The small nibbles and licks from Max was driving Justin wild. His penis was getting very hard. That's about when Max started grinding his ass into Justin's crotch. Justin wrapped his arms around Max and held him tight. The boy just kept grinding away. Justin rolled his head back on the back of the couch. "Max, please."

Max jumped off of him. He reached down and unbuttoned and unzipped Justin's jeans. "There you go." He twirled on his heels and left the room, leaving Justin with a throbbing hard-on and an apatite for something more.

After a moment of wondering what the heck just happened, Justin rushed up to Max's room.

"Max, please . . ." Justin's hand rested on the door knob of the open door.

Max replied by putting his finger up to his lips, tapping them, then pointing to his crotch. He was wearing jeans and a faded t-shirt.

"What?" Justin's hand slid off the knob. He moved toward Max's bed.

Again, Max put his finger up to his lips. He scooted closer to the edge of the bed and spread his legs wide.

A confused look washed over Justin's face.

Just like Max had done to Justin, Max unbuttoned his jeans. The zip was loud in the quiet room. Max leaned back, holding himself up by the palms of his hands on the bed. Sucking in his lower lip, he bit on it.

Justin swallowed. He was incredibly turned on by Max's advances.

Max pulled one hand up. He pointed down.

Justin dropped to his knees. He crawled over to Max, lower than him. He quivered at how curious he was about what was under the thin layer of boxers that Max was wearing. His hands raised and he pulled on the band. Trimmed brown pubes wired their way out first. The head of Max's penis was the next to sneak out. Impatient, Justin pulled the rest to his balls. When he saw only about four inches, he felt a bit disappointed, until he grabbed it and realized it wasn't quite hard yet. Justin could work on that, though.

As Justin picked up his bother's penis, his lips met it. His heart banged against his chest, rattling nervously within. He let the kiss pull him into a lick which quickly brought the penis to a hard six and a half inches straight up, no bends or deformities at all. It was perfect.

"Ahh!" Max's mouth opened into a wide O. His nostrils flared up.

Watching the change in his brother's face really turned Justin on. He took the tip of Max's penis in his mouth. It was warm and somewhat salty. His tongue quickly revolved around Max's tip.

Max's lips pressed finely together. He let out a 'mmmmmmm" from his throat.

Justin grabbed the top of Max's jeans and pulled them, along with his boxers down and off. He went back to sucking his half-naked brother's penis. It seemed odd to Justin to actually suck on it, but Max started squirming below him. So, Justin sucked and twisted his head as he took more penis into his mouth. As he pulled back up, he pressed his tongue hard against the bottom of Max's penis.

One of Max's hands reached out and stroked the side of Justin's face very softly. It sent chills through Justin and caused him to forget the pain from his knees on the carpet floor. But that didn't stop him from bobbing on Max's penis.

Justin popped off and licked his lips. Wet, he road them down Max's penis until he made it to his balls. He kissed them, then sucked one in. His tongue licked over the roundness. Max's hand went to Justin's ear. His thumb traced the top of his outer ear.

Max pulled Justin's ear to get him up in the bed. As he got up into the bed, Justin pulled his jeans off. His hard penis shot out above the band of his white briefs. Max turned onto his forearms and knees. He bent forward and leaned his front side down. His tongue jutted out of his mouth and ran along the tip of Justin's penis, the part that was exposed. The warm tongue pressing against Justin's delicate body part brought a small drop of pre-cum to the opening. Justin's penis pressed harder against the band. It was an animal ready to break from the cage. Thankfully, Max let it loose. Max's hair flopped in his eyes as he looked up at Justin and bit his lower lip.

"Please," Justin whispered.

Max bowed down and took one of Justin's balls in his mouth. It yanked away from Justin's body as Max sucked on it. It was lightly painful, but felt good all the same. The ball fell out of Max's mouth, his tongue followed it out and licked up to the base where he continued the move up to the tip. It was a sudden warm line up Justin's penis. Saliva pleasure.

Max crawled up Justin's body. His warm, plump lips pressed against Justin's lips. They began kissing like wild. Justin wasn't certain if he could hold everything in. Max's body humped up against his. And, like a volcano, Justin erupted all over himself and Max.

Max giggled, rolled over and started jacking himself. His lips hung tightly to Justin's ear. It was driving him crazy.

When Max erupted on his own shirt, Justin realized that Max never had any intention of sucking him at all. He knew this would happen. That little tease! Justin thought.