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Jordan woke up again a little over an hour later, and even though it was before 8, he couldn't get back to sleep. It was a combination of jet lag (in Nashville it was almost 10), the fact that he'd slept so deeply and for so long, and the vivid dream he'd had about his brother that he couldn't shake from his brain.
He decided to give up sleeping anymore, and went downstairs to the kitchen, poured himself a bowl of cereal, and started the coffee pot. He flipped the TV on, and some mindless reality show stopped his mind from running, briefly. Around 9, Aaron finally came downstairs. Shirtless. Off went Jordan's brain again. And up went his cock.
"Hey, man, you're up early."
"Yeah bro, it's almost 11 in Nashville."
"Ha. I keep forgetting that. Last night was fun."
"Yeah, dude." Aaron meant the barbeque, but Jordan wished he meant the dream.
Aaron poured himself a cup of coffee. "I've got a couple interviews I have to do this morning on the phone, but if you want to head down to the beach or something we can meet up around lunch time and go do touristy stuff or something."
"Sounds good to me. I'd love some time to work on my tan," Jordan replied, flexing a bicep and pulling up his sleeve.
"Haha. Fine, Mr. Universe. There's sunscreen and towels and stuff in the linen closet upstairs."
They finished breakfast, and Aaron went to get showered. Jordan followed him upstairs and gathered the stuff he'd need at the beach, then put on a swimsuit, flip-flops and a sleeveless tee, and headed out. Aaron's house was walking distance from a public beach and it only took a few minutes for Jordan to get there. He spread out a towel and took off his shirt, enjoying the mid-morning sunshine.
That wasn't the only thing to enjoy at the beach. There were surfers with wet shorts showcasing bulges that were quite pronounced. There were packs of frat guy-looking guys about Jordan's age tossing a football and wrestling around, their muscular bodies rubbing up against each other. Jordan had to adjust his shorts a few times to keep his boner inconspicuous, but his sunglasses did a good job of keeping his gaze hidden too.
He went in the water for a bit, then came back and dried off before gathering his things to head back to the house. It had been a couple hours, and he figured Aaron would be getting done with his interviews pretty soon. There was a shower at the back of the house where he kicked off his flip-flops and rinsed the sand off of him, then threw his towel and his shirt over the fence to dry out before heading inside.
He kept quiet, in case Aaron was still on the phone, and walked into the kitchen to grab something to drink from the fridge. He looked over into the living room and saw Aaron, sprawled out on the couch sleeping. He was still shirtless, and wearing a pair of gym shorts that were clearly tented out.
Jordan's shorts started tenting too. It was clear from this bulge that his brother's cock was bigger than he'd imagined it. Jordan leaned over the counter that stretched between the two rooms and took a swig from his Gatorade, taking in the sight in front of him.
What Jordan didn't know was that the night before, Aaron had fallen asleep almost this exact same way in front of the TV. He'd woken up early in the morning and decided to move to his bed. He walked upstairs, and on the way past the room where Jordan was sleeping, he heard a commotion. The door was cracked a bit, and Aaron looked in. It was dark, but there was enough light coming in the window and coming from the clock radio that he could see Jordan writhing around on the bed. He'd kicked off the blankets, and all he was wearing were his boxers. Jordan's cock was rock hard, sticking out of his fly, and he was moaning as he had what was clearly a good dream.
"Mmm... Aaron... Feels... Good... Fuck... Me..."
Aaron had still been half-asleep when he got to the top of the stairs, but he was 100% awake now. Now that he'd heard his brother having a sex dream about him. Now that he'd seen Jordan's hard cock sticking out of his boxers. Now that he had a raging hard-on of his own.
Jordan had grown up into a really good looking guy, and that was something that hadn't missed the notice of his older brother. Aaron had had his share of encounters with other guys, in locker rooms after practices or in college after a joint or two in the dorms. He wasn't gay, but he knew a hot guy when he saw one and Jordan fit the bill. He knew it was wrong Jordan was his brother, after all, and five years younger but the boy's six pack made Aaron's cock jump.
Aaron didn't want to stop watching, but he was afraid Jordan would wake up any time, so he went on to his bedroom, laid back and grabbed his dick through his shorts. He squeezed it a few times, then pulled his shorts down and started jacking off in earnest. When he came, he shot a load unlike any he'd shot recently, thinking about his brother.
And now, back in the present, as Jordan looked on, Aaron was thinking about his brother again, which was fueling the hard-on that Jordan was looking at, rubbing his own dick behind the counter.
Aaron shifted a bit, bringing his hand to his crotch and adjusting his shorts and boxers to relieve some pressure on his cock. Jordan nearly drooled on the counter. He wondered how deeply asleep Aaron was. He wanted to feel that cock and he wanted to feel it now. He put the cap back on his the drink and crept over next to the couch, kneeling down. "Aaron?" he whispered.
No response.
"Aaron?" he tried again, a little louder. Still not even a stir.
He reached out and put his hand on his brother's crotch, feeling the rock-hard member straining against his shorts.
My god, Jordan thought. Aaron's cock was thicker than any he'd ever seen in person. He wondered if his hand would even fit around it. He rubbed it a bit through the fabric, and Aaron groaned. Jordan pulled his hand back, but Aaron didn't make any more noise or move any.
Jordan's heart was pounding. He'd felt it through the shorts but he wanted to feel it for real. He reached out, tenderly pulling Aaron's shorts out from his body and down. Aaron's cock laid flat against his body, measuring nearly 9 inches by Jordan's estimation. Jordan held the shorts and boxers down below Aaron's hairy balls, and reached out with his other hand to massage Aaron's dick some more.
The thought of getting caught turned him on so much he thought his cock would bust through his swimsuit. A drop of precum oozed from Aaron's cockhead and onto his belly, and Jordan swiped it up with his finger and brought it to his mouth. He'd had a taste, and now he wanted Aaron's cock in his mouth for real too. He'd try it. If Aaron woke up, they'd deal with the fallout then.
It was clear from Aaron's hard-on, though, that he needed some relief, and Jordan was ready to give it to him. He pulled Aaron's shorts down some more so that they stayed down without him holding them. He bent down, and took Aaron's cockhead into his mouth, swirling his tongue around it. More precum oozed out, and Aaron moaned, gutteral and deep. Jordan looked up, and Aaron's eyes were still closed, so he figured he was still in the clear.
He took more of Aaron's cock in his mouth, rubbing the rest with his hand. This was so hot. Aaron's precum was intoxicating to him. The musky scent of Aaron's body too. Suddenly Jordan felt a big hand on the back of his head pushing him down further.
"Mmm, bro, this feels good." Aaron rasped, having just awoken to the warm, wet feeling around his cock. He was pleasantly surprised to find Jordan's face in his lap, and decided to take control of the situation.
"C'mon bro, you can take more than that."
It was Jordan's turn to groan as Aaron pushed him down more. He had about 6 inches of Aaron's cock in his mouth, and he wasn't sure quite how much more he could take. Aaron let up when Jordan started to gag, but Jordan went back at it like a champ as Aaron put his hands behind his head and enjoyed the ride.
Jordan finally had to relieve some pressure of his own. He undid the tie on his swimsuit and pulled it down, his cock popping out and smacking against his belly. He started jerking off while he blew his brother, euphoric about what was happening.
"Whoa, there, bro, take your hand off your cock," Aaron said. "I want you to last a while. "
He pulled his brother up on top of him, and kissed him long and deep.
"You're so hot, bro."
"I've wanted to do this for so long," Jordan replied. They went back to kissing, grinding their crotches against each other. Eventually their shorts got to be bothersome and they got rid of them, leaving them both naked on the couch.
"Stand up, dude." Aaron said.
Jordan acquiesced, and Aaron stood up as well. He led his brother over to the counter, and bent him over it. He ran his fingers up and down the crack of Jordan's ass. He knelt down, then licked a finger, and spread Jordan's cheeks before sliding the finger up into Jordan's hole. Jordan flinched, and moaned as Aaron started finger-fucking him.
Aaron reached around and grabbed Jordan's cock. Plenty of precum was leaking from it onto Aaron's kitchen floor, and Aaron used it to start jerking his brother off while he fingered him.
"Mmm... Aaron, that feels so good. Unnnhhhh... Don't stop..." Jordan exclaimed. Aaron had no intention of stopping except to replace his finger with his cock. He got his chance a few minutes later when Jordan shouted,
"Oh god, bro. If you keep this up I'm going to blow."
Aaron stopped. He pulled his finger out of Jordan's asshole and his hand off of Jordan's cock. He stood up, putting one hand on Jordan's shoulder and spitting in the other. He lubed up his cock, and put the head up against Jordan's hole.
"Go easy. I've never taken one as big as yours," Jordan asked.
"Wait, you've been fucked before?"
"A few times haha."
Aaron's cock jumped at that thought, before he pushed the tip in and popped the head past the opening. Jordan tensed, but made a conscious effort to open himself up to his brother's cock. This was, literally, a dream come true for him. Aaron slowly but steadily slid the rest of his giant cock into his brother's ass. Finally he bottomed out and Jordan felt his pubes up against his ass.
"You alright, bro?" Aaron asked.
"Never better," Jordan replied.
Aaron took that as a cue to start fucking him in earnest. He grabbed Jordan's hips and started railing him. Aaron pulled almost all the way out, then slammed back in, his balls slapping up against Jordan's ass. He pistoned in and out of him with short strokes first.
"Oh, Aaron. Aaron! Fuck! Fuck me harder, bro!"
Aaron obliged, long-dicking him hard and deep. He hit spots in Jordan's ass that no one had hit before and one that many had and Jordan loved. Jordan's cock kept leaking, and a pool was forming on the floor underneath him. He reached back and put his hands on Aaron's ass, feeling the well-defined muscles flexing as his brother pounded him.
Finally Jordan couldn't take much more. He brought his hand back around and grabbed his cock.
"Damn, bro. I'm getting close."
"Me too, Jordan."
"Ugh...Aaron..."
"Cum for me, bro. Spunk all over the floor."
"Oh! Oh, Aaron! It's happening!" Jordan cried as he came all over. Jizz flew out onto the side of the counter and onto the floor.
Jordan's ass clenched around Aaron's cock, massaging it and bringing him to the edge. He pulled out, putting one of his big hands back on Jordan's shoulder and jerking his cock with the other.
"UNNGGGHHHH!" he groaned, letting out the gutteral cry as he spewed all over Jordan's back. He collapsed onto Jordan, kissing his neck and rubbing his now softening cock up against Jordan's asscrack.
"We should probably talk about this at some point," Aaron said. "And clean up the kitchen."
"Yeah," Jordan replied. Standing up and pushing Aaron back. He turned around, facing his brother, smiling. "Maybe we should shower first?"
Aaron smiled back, and Jordan grabbed him by the cock and led him up the stairs to the big master bathroom. The fun was about to continue.
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