The Heffley Residence
It was a dumb idea. After hearing the purr of the car as it left the driveway (Susan and Frank taking Mannie to a soccer game), Greg doubted himself for a moment. He stood in front of the door to the basement, eyeing it like a foreboding dungeon housing a dragon because...it wasn't an inaccurate way to see this. Going down those stairs would lead to Rodrick doing some kind of evil thing most times. But Greg was so horny. And he'd done this often enough without getting caught. He looked back, guessing that he wouldn't have another chance where his parents were sure to be out for at least a couple hours until next week. Steeling his resolve, he made the descent down the stairs.
The anticipation was killing him, his cock stirring in his jeans as he thought of what he was about to do. Unable to stop his desire and the hardened cock leading his thoughts, Greg soon found himself tiptoeing down the stairs and into the basement. The hormone-controlled teen being careful not to disturb anything or make a noise that would awake his prey. Snores filled his ears, making his stomach begin to buzz with a lustful excitement at the realization that his brother's body was once more his for the taking.
I can't believe I'm gonna get away with this again, Greg thought. And yet he says I'm the stupid one. Loser.
Every single step that the rock hard teenager made, he feared that something was going to fall over, break or, knowing his brother, move and interrupt what was going to happen soon. If he wasn't planning on getting a piece of his big brother's monster cock, he'd never try to navigate the floor of his brother's room. Rodrick was, apparently, allergic to organization. You couldn't take a single step without the risk that you'd wind up stepping on a studded belt, drumstick, eyeliner pencil, or God knows what else. Greg wasn't wearing shoes so he could be quieter, so, thankfully, he didn't wind up stepping on something painful as he weaved through the mess to the mattress (which was on the floor).
So...Rodrick slept naked. His perpetual state of sleeping or napping when he wasn't playing his drum set or going out in his van were part of the reason no one ever came downstairs to bother him outside of emergencies. Or...horny missions, apparently. Greg looked back toward the stairs, knowing this was the last chance to escape. But he could do this. "Wakey wakey, Rodrick, Heather Hills is at the door," Greg whispered. His brother still sat there snoring, a line of drool falling from his mouth. If that didn't wake him up, he was completely dead to the world.
A throaty snore that sounded like something a pig would utter calmed Greg. Rodrick rolled a bit, the blanket over him falling off as he wound up on his back. The sight was...pretty hot. The younger boy's cock throbbed as he saw the exposed nipples in all their pink glory and Roger's pale, slim body. The damn blankets still covered Greg's favorite part of his brother's body. But he'd done this enough that he knew what he'd find under them. God, he needed to touch it quick.
He leaned down slowly, reaching out and wrapping his hand around his brother's cock. With quaking knees, Greg lowered the rest of his body onto the bed. Greg sighed gently and tightened his grip. Rodrick's cock was built to fit in his hand. Filling the palm perfectly and throbbing against the uncertain fingers that had wrapped around its thick, meaty shaft. It radiated a heat in response to the touch, with Rodrick's cockhead twitching strong enough to make the whole cock jump despite the hand around it.
"Fuck…" Greg whispered, closing his eyes for a mere moment just to enjoy the feel of Rodrick's throbbing cock. While the sight of it was one thing, there was something about the feel of the firm member that got to the dorky teenager.
Even when his brother was semi-hard, the cock was already as big as his own and thicker at that. When at full mast...god it was so big. Greg always found himself moaning at the sheer girth of it and how it reacted to his touch, or fit in his hand. He felt more natural jerking off his brother's dick than his own, biting back moans or sometimes even trying hard not to cum just feeling Rodrick get fully erect. The slow rise in his hand, or through a pair of underwear that Greg had to pull out like a new toy he wanted to play with. It was amazing.
Watching it throb and jump up from Rodrick's waist once hard, Greg would often blow lightly on the thick tip to make it twitch and jump around more while jerking himself off. Once he had managed to make Rodrick cum just by blowing on it. Another it was just a few hours of sucking his heavy, cum-filled sac. That time the older teen shot a load so big that Greg had to sneak past his mom to get into the shower and wash it out of his hair. Despite the weirdness of tasting it, that was the best load he had ever gotten from his brother. After a long, slow breath Greg began to let his hand rise and fall on the dick, folding the foreskin around the head before peeling it back around the head. It was dark pink and flared up, already starting to throb.
"Hmmm…" Rodrick groaned. His body shifted gently, reacting to being jerked off again.
His hips were beginning to move, sliding his length slowly up into Greg's fingers. Here's the thing...Greg wasn't as sneaky as he thought. And his older brother knew what the little snake was up to, but it was kinda hot getting a free hookup without leaving the house or working for it. He wished his sneaky ass brother would just start jerking him off already, though. The slow stuff and buildup was annoying. He just wanted to bust a nut already and let his brother tiptoe out of the room. If he did right away, sometimes the twerp wound up milking three loads out of his brother. But he relaxed, still pretending to be asleep. The drool and snorting thing was from his years of pretending to be asleep in order to miss school.
Maybe this time his little punk of a brother would get the nerve to climb on and take a ride on The Rodrick. He knew Greg would enjoy that. He'd love to get impaled on Rodrick's monster cock and ride it as fast as he wanted. At least, that's what Rodrick wanted to do to his little brother. Pound that tight little virgin ass mercilessly and leave the little loser completely ruined. That little hole gaping open for the rest of his life, ready for Rodrick to take him whenever he wanted. Whether Greg liked it or not. God, that'd be hot.
"Mmmmmmoh fuuuuck," Rodrick moaned out at the thought of going at his brother's hole like a beast.
The sounds were music to Greg's ears, knowing that it meant that Rodrick was falling into a dirty dream. The easy, comfortable, subtle moans and reactions were usually good. It meant his brother was in a deep sleep. And totally unable to wake up and murder him. He didn't realize Rodrick's preferred punishment would be bending the younger boy over and fucking him like a piece of meat. That tight virgin hole pounded at full force by Rodrick's meaty dick.
Stroking up and down the thickness, Greg felt his own cock throbbing painfully hard. Almost as though it was begging to rub against the cock that was at least double his own size. The teenager continued to jerk off his older brother for a while, before finally getting enough nerve to lean down and engulf the head of the older boy's large cock. He leaned in to wrap his lips around it, tasting the...yeah, Rodrick didn't taste amazing. He didn't shower much. But the monster cock in his mouth made it a hundred percent worth it. Greg almost instantly found himself moaning as he got a taste of the slightly sweaty and salty flesh, along with the musk of his brother's crotch.
Bobbing up and down the head was so hot Greg felt his heart thumping and his cock begging to be let out. He attacked the head with his tongue to lick up every drop of the hot precum dripping into his mouth, leaking from the fat head of Rodrick's cock with violent throbs. Even with just the head trapped in his mouth, Rodrick's cock was big enough to send a tingling of pain through his jaw. Nevertheless, Greg wanted it enough to ignore his pain and moan as he swallowed more of his brother's thickness.
"Ghhk…so big…" Pulling off, his hand took over working the slick cock. It pulsed between his fingers.
Suddenly Rodrick stirred. He was bored of the blowjob and wanted to cause some chaos. So, he began to mutter something sleepily. "Yeah, H-Holly…s-suck my big dick…yeah sluuuuut…"
Greg's jaw flew open. Well...technically, he was leaning in to go down on Rodrick's cock again. But, still, that was so not cool. He didn't have time to think about it as Rodrick thrust up to force his huge cock deep into his little brother's tight throat until he gagged. While Greg had wanted to deepthroat that monster, he couldn't handle it and almost went into a coughing fit. Holding his throat, able to feel where Rodrick's cock had thrust. Damn, he hoped he wasn't injured or something. Explaining to a doctor what happened would take more creative twists on the truth than even Greg could manage.
Still, he felt so empty now that Rodrick had stretched him open thoroughly. Shooting a glare at the older hunk, Greg slowly worked the length and felt it hitting the entrance to his throat, but couldn't fit it any deeper. Bobbing up and down slowly, he licked up the length to pleasure Rodrick. Greg took it as deep as he could and let it rest there. It filled his mouth perfectly and blocked his throat. Greg flicked his tongue and wrapped it around the thickness. Rodrick seemed to enjoy it until Greg pulled off to stroke the head. Internally, he was willing his brother to just cum already. He still kind of dreaded the day when handjobs and blowjobs weren't enough and he'd have to do more. He was nervous to get fucked. But the middle child had already tested all of his usual tricks.
Rodrick rutted up into his brother's throat, forcing it open and cutting off Greg's protesting. However, what Rodrick hissed next ended most of his protests. "Ugh, Greg, take it deep, you little slut."
That had him attacking Rodrick's cock with his long tongue. Worshipping every inch with vigor, incredibly turned on now that he knew Rodrick was dreaming of his lips. Even more so, dreaming that said lips were wrapped around his cock. If he wasn't impaled on every inch of a cock that filled his throat to the brim, Greg would have lost his shit.
"Mmmmm that's it, you sneaky bitch…fucking suck your big bro's dick…show me how sluts do it, bitch," Rodrick hissed, moaning as he thrusted upwards and wildly, keeping up the impression of being asleep but forcing his little brother to gag a little more. He was amazed at the warmth and tightness of Greg's throat. His dorky little brother could swallow it, deepthroat his thick rod. Rodrick was happy to know, however, that he wasn't without a gag reflex. He loved the wet gagging around his shaft. The helplessness of it all, making Greg suck and choke.
He slammed away at the little mouth with passion, fucking Greg's helpless face. Making him take the full length and choke on it with each thrust. Carelessly abusing the boy's mouth. After all, Greg snuck in here and sucked a cock. He had to take the punishment. A face-fucking. Gagging as he took more of that dick into his mouth, Greg kept his head still. The erratic, wild thrusting into his mouth was getting his brother off, so he just laid there and took it. Rodrick stretched him, and Greg could feel lockjaw setting in. Finally, after swallowing a mouthful of precum and getting one last taste of the slobbery cock, the younger boy pulled off with a sigh that shifted to a moan.
"Gaaah…holy shit he's big...sooo big..."
Smirking at the words, Rodrick decided to give his little brother the closest thing to a hint that he was getting. "Mmm fuck yeah, you like your big brother's massive cock, don't ya, you little faggot…"
Greg's jaw dropped from his brother's sleepily mumbled line. First off, he was offended by that word. Second, he was shocked that he was actually a part of his brother's sexual fantasies. His shock only grew when Rodrick's clue continued.
"Oh yeah…mmmm-make me cum…" As the older boy groaned, Greg took a deep breath then swallowed every inch of that thick, juicy cock. He could feel the thick wiry bush of dark hairs brushing against his nose as Rodrick's hips left the bed and slammed deep into his throat. He wanted to see Greg swallowing his thick load and the cum on his slutty little tongue. Or at least feel the tight throat milking his shaft. "Nghhhhhh...Greeeeeg!"
Without listening or staying to watch the huge load of cum shooting across Rodrick's slim chest, Greg raced back upstairs without even taking his clothes. Rope after rope of spunk fired out and seeped into the cracks of Rodrick's dips on his chest and stomach, coating the teenager and making his body glisten. He could feel his body getting hot as he wildly bucked up, riding his orgasm as it rocked him with pleasure. It died down, but Greg was long gone.
"He's such a pussy…"
Rodrick continued pretending to be fast asleep until he was sure that his younger brother had left his room and wasn't going to be coming back to annoy him. Despite being tired from being woken up, the dork sneaking in to play with his cock while he was asleep was definitely worth possibly falling asleep in school. Not that he didn't do that already. He grabbed his nearby phone on charge and used it to shine a light onto his chest and he snorted. There was his load of cum. Still splattered onto his slim chest and in a small puddle in the middle of his light definition.
Rolling his eyes, a wide awake Rodrick ran one of his fingers through the puddle of thick creamy white cum that his brother had left on his chest.
"Seriously noob? You don't even clean up?" He smirked, as he moved his finger upwards and sucked his cum off of his finger. Licking his lips from the enjoyable taste. "I'm so gonna to have to train you day and night… I'll show you how sissies like you are supposed to do it."
As he sucked on another finger coated in a amount of his cum, he decided that he could begin that after he finished his snack.
Rodrick's fingers slipped past his dark pink lips, coated with a thick ocean of his own cum. His tongue coiled around the digits, letting the warm sweetness roll down his throat. Swallowing the seed Greg worked from his cock and lacked the decency to clean up for him. So Rodrick kept tasting himself, eating up the cum splattered over his abs. Until he was clean and dry, left lying there with a raging hardon and labored breaths. Still not done with his little brother's body. That throat was tight and took cock well, gagging just how Rodrick liked it, but he wanted more.
For now though, he would let Greg go without his cock or cum. Let the boy go pump his tiny cock and nut on himself. He would get another one fucked from him later. Rodrick always thought it would be hot to sneak into the shower, pin Greg up against the wall then go to town on his little ass until he couldn't stand.