"It's pretty bad out there," Jey remarked.

Both he and Roman had gotten out of their wet clothes. Roman was now clad in a fresh pair of jogging pants. Jey was in his boxers. He sat at the edge of his cousin's bed, awaiting his next order. Hopefully it wouldn't be too long. The storm was making him drowsy.

"We've seen worse," Roman reminded him.

They'd grown up in Florida. And still resided there. Flooding in the Midwest was nothing compared to flooding from a tropical storm. Still, the sooner this storm let up the sooner they could get back on the road.

"True that," he agreed.

Roman took a moment to stretch before resting beside his cousin. Their eyes met and he didn't have to say a word for Jey to know something was up.

"I'm going to need you to give your brothers some space tonight. They have some things they need to work out."

That was all he offered. Jey watched as he scooted up the bed. Things to work out? What kind of things did Jimmy and Solo need to work out? Sure Solo had been a bit huffy since they lost their tag titles but that was both Jimmy and Jey's loss.

And I'm the one who got pinned by Sami at Mania...

"You...uh...you think Solo and I got things to work out too?"

He loved his baby brother. But he couldn't deny that something had changed in Solo since he'd started spending more time with the Tribal Chief. The outtings with just the two of them, the meetings excluding Jimmy and Jey. The youngest of the bunch had become increasingly more aggressive. Jey didn't want beef with him.

"You? Now why would you think that?" Roman laughed dismissively.

"I don't know. I just thought--"

"Turn out the light and come to bed Jey."

His tone indicated the end of the conversation. There would be no more talk of Jimmy or Solo. With an inward sigh Jey shuffled up the bed, cutting the lamp off before resting back. Roman instantly pulled the twin into him, Jey's back flush against his front. His large arm drapped over his cousin both protective and possessive at the same time.

Whatever it is, they'll work it out, Jey reasoned as he leaned back into his Tribal Chief.

We're brothers. It's what we do.

Jimmy had discarded his wet clothes the instant he'd hit his room. Now clad in a dry pair of briefs from his duffel bag, he was spread out on his bed phone in hand, trying to find something to occupy his mind. It was pretty late but he wasn't exactly in the mood to doze off. Maybe it was the adrenaline from the night, maybe his annoyance at his cousin or maybe it was grief for...

She didn't have to leave me.

He opened his phone to a folder full of pics he'd never once shared with anyone, not even his brothers. Pics he kept for a rainy day (no pun intended). Pics his wife hadn't minded posing for in the privacy of their own home, hotel or wherever the mood struck him. Pics she'd probably want him to delete now.

But he hadn't. He couldn't. He still needed her.

Gazing through her chocolate curves and pouty full lips, it wasn't long before he was aroused. And being the man that he was, with the drive that he had, he always kept a bottle of lube on deck for such occasions. Jimmy quickly dug it out of his bag and went to work.

Slow strokes at first, he liked to ease into it. The better the build up the better the climax. He envisioned her lips swollen around his cock, teasing him in that way that she was so very skilled. She knew his body, his triggers...his spots. Ten years together did that. Ten years of loving and touching and sucking and fucking. He'd never once gotten bored.

"Mmm..."

She'd done this thing with her tongue...

"Aaaaghhhh...yeeea..."

He stared at his screen, watching as her image danced for him, shaking that glorious, plump ass just the way he liked it. His mind immediately went to the last time she'd ridden him. Shit if he didn't slow down he was going to--

His bliss was interrupted when his door cracked open. Jimmy didn't have time to cover his erection before his baby brother appeared, a silent figure standing in the doorway.

"What the fu--privacy Uce!" he hadn't been walked in on in years. Not since back home as a teen, sharing space with all of his brothers.

He quickly threw both hands over himself. His phone fell by his side, forgotten in the face of his embarassment. Solo didn't say anything, instead shutting the door behind him.

"Uce, get out! I ain't gon' tell you again!"

Despite his enforcer status , Solo was still the youngest of the siblings. And Jimmy was still the eldest. Which meant his words had sway when Roman wasn't around.

Solo, to his credit moved quickly, however it wasn't to leave the room. Jimmy barely had time for his eyes to widen before his brother was right there shoving him backwards-- hands at his wrists, slamming them above his head.

"What--"

He tried to shove him off, years of being stronger than his brother giving him no reason to doubt himself now. With the exception of Jey, none of his brothers had ever bested him before. To his utter shock, however, Solo barely budged from his efforts. Instead, his brother threw his entire body on top of Jimmy, effectively pinning him. The elder uce bucked, not willing to concede.

The movement, though not it's intent, caused his crotch to drive into Solo's. His brother growled in response. Then he answered with a grind of his own. Jimmy gasped as Solo moved against his bare cock, lubed up and still hard. This had to be an accident. Solo hadn't meant to press his hips down. He was only trying to subdue him. Clearly Roman had sent him here for some kind of beatdown or whatever violent lesson the Tribal Chief had cooked up for some perceived disrespect. But then Solo grinded down again, sending an involuntary wave of pleasure between his legs and Jimmy lost focus.

What was happening?

His eyes met his baby brother's in shock as for a third time Solo moved against him. Then a fourth and a fifth...

"Solo--wh--uuuugh!"

He tried to lift his arms but Solo maintained his grip. The pleasure mounting in his dick seemed to drain his strength as he tried to fight back. He didn't want to like it. His mind was dead set against it but it had been so long since anyone had touched his body with such passion and purpose. After Naomi had left he'd avoided the ring rats in hopes that it would bring her back. The weeks had turned into months since he'd been properly satisfied. And now, with such forceful movements against his body, his cock already halfway there...

"Ngghhh...shit!"

Solo glared back at him, eyes intense with something Jimmy couldn't quite read in his state but whatever it was, it was all-consuming. More than a flame, it raged through his brother's brown eyes causing a hint of fear to seep through Jimmy's bliss. He didn't have time to explore that fear as Solo's grinding continued, the involuntary pleasure mounting. His dick didn't register that it shouldn't be liking this. That this was not only another man but his brother--his baby brother at that. Because his dick hadn't felt this good in ages!

Relentlessly Solo moved, until Jimmy couldn't take it anymore.

"UUUUUUGGHHHHHH!"

His whole body locked as his cock unloaded, saturating the space between their groins. Whatever strength within him completely crumbled as he lost the battle to his orgasm. Eyes crossing, he barely heard the growl in his brother as Solo's movement became even more aggressive. With a sharp snap of the hips the movement concluded, more wetness spreading between them.

Jimmy was still dazed when Solo stood, shooting him an intensely possessive glare before exiting the room. Leaving his big brother to stew in his own cum.