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Title: Brotherly Bondage
In the dimly lit room, bathed in the soft glow of computer screens, sat two brothers entwined in their own private world of pleasure. The air was thick with anticipation, their hearts pounded against their chests, throbbing with excitement. They had stumbled upon each other by accident while indulging in their mutual desire for self-pleasure. As their eyes met, the tension was palpable, yet there was an undeniable attraction present between them.
Clinton, the elder of the siblings, was sprawled across the bed with his hand wrapped around his throbbing cock. His grip was firm yet gentle, stroking himself at a slow pace as he watched Mitchell enter the room. Mitty, with his mop of unruly hair and lanky frame, walked hesitantly towards his brother. He couldn't help but admire Clinton's muscular physique; it sent shivers down his spine and made his mouth water.
"Oh shit…"
As the words slipped past Clinton's lips, his grip tightened around his cock, his strokes growing more insistent. Mitty's breath hitched in his throat as he took in the sight before him - his older brother, so close yet so far away. He swallowed hard, feeling a familiar heat pooling in his own groin.
Without another word, Mitty moved closer to Clinton, leaning over him as he reached out to wrap his smaller hand around his brother's thick member. He gave it a tentative squeeze, eliciting a low growl from Clinton. Emboldened by the sound, Mitty began to stroke his brother's length in tandem with Clinton's own rhythm.
Their shared touch sent waves of pleasure coursing through both of them. Mitty felt his heart race as he continued to stroke his brother's pulsating cock, marveling at how warm and hard it felt in his hand. Clinton let out a strangled moan, his hips bucking up into Mitty's grasp.
Increasingly emboldened by the sensations flowing between them, Mitty leaned down to press a kiss against Clinton's thigh, then trailed hot, wet trails upward until he reached the crest of his brother's rigid cock. The scent of arousal hung heavy in the air, making Mitty's head spin with lust. With a boldness born from his burgeoning desire, Mitty parted his lips, taking the head of Clinton's cock into his warm mouth.
He suckled gently at first, exploring the new textures and tastes with curious innocence. But as Clinton's moans filled the room, urging him on, Mitty grew bolder, sliding his tongue along the underside of his brother's shaft before bobbing his head and taking more of Clinton's length into his eager mouth.
Meanwhile, Clinton's hands found purchase on Mitty's head, guiding him in a steady rhythm as he relished the sensation of his brother's hot mouth enveloping his hardened member.
Feeling emboldened by Clinton's reaction, Mitty pulled back momentarily, spitting string after string of saliva onto Clinton's twitching cock. Smirking at his brother's panting breaths, Mitty positioned himself between Clinton's legs before lowering his face once again. This time, instead of focusing solely on Clinton's throbbing dick, Mitty allowed his tongue to venture further, tracing the sensitive skin beneath his brother's balls.
Clinton's eyes widened in surprise as he felt Mitty's tongue tease his delicate sac, a sharp gasp escaping his lips. Encouraged by Clinton's reaction, Mitty sucked harder on his brother's cock while simultaneously nipping and grazing his teeth lightly along the sensitive underside of Clinton's shaft.
With each passing second, the atmosphere in the room grew heavier with their combined desire. Their bodies writhed in tangled limbs and heated gazes exchanged between them as they succumbed entirely to their primal urges.
Lost in their lustful haze, neither brother seemed capable of pulling away from the other. Mitty, driven by his carnal desires, slid up Clinton's torso, pressing his chest against his brother's as he continued to service his throbbing cock with increasing vigor. Meanwhile, Clinton's hands roamed over Mitty's lean figure, trailing down to cup his ass firmly, spreading him apart and exposing his puckered hole to the cool air of the room.
Feeling Clinton's fingers playing with his tender flesh, Mitty's moans vibrated against his brother's length, sending ripples of pleasure radiating through Clinton's cock. Encouraged by Mitty's responsive sounds, Clinton's touches became more confident and demanding, pushing deeper into Mitty's inviting crevice.
In turn, Mitty relished in the sensation of being explored by his brother's skilled fingers, adding to the frenzy of their shared pleasure.
Caught in the throes of their shared debauchery, the brothers lost all semblance of control as their lust consumed them whole. Mitty ground his hips against Clinton's thrusting fingers, seeking friction for his own erect member which stood proudly between them.
In response to Mitty's urgent grinding, Clinton shifted his position slightly, allowing his brother access to his exposed length. Mitty did not waste any time, wrapping his hand around Clinton's girthy cock and beginning to pump in earnest. Each firm stroke of his hand sent shockwaves of pleasure coursing through Clinton's body, causing him to arch his back and groan out loud.
Lost in their shared erotic dance, neither brother paid any mind to the world outside their bedroom walls. Their focus remained steadfastly fixed on each other, driven by a primal urge to bring each other to the peak of ecstatic release. And as their moans filled the room, intermingling with each breathless gasp and whispered plea for more, it was clear that nothing else mattered except for the sheer bliss derived from their unbridled sexual expression.
As their bodies writhed in sinful harmony, their pleasure built to a crescendo that threatened to consume them whole. The room was filled with the symphony of their shared lust, echoing off the walls as their climax approached with swift inevitability.
Catching sight of Mitty's lust-glazed eyes staring intently at him, Clinton knew that his brother was close to the edge. Driven by a fierce desire to see his sibling break under the weight of their shared pleasure, Clinton quickened his pace, plunging his hardened member deeper into Mitty's eager hand.
Spurred on by Clinton's increased intensity, Mitty clamped down on his brother's girthy cock with vice-like grip, his strokes becoming faster and rougher as he sought to milk every last drop of pleasure from Clinton's pulsating length.
And as their climax loomed ever nearer, the tension in the room crackled like electricity, ready to spark at any given moment and send them both hurtling over the precipice into an abyss of raw, untamed orgasmic bliss.
Their shared euphoria spiraled higher and higher until it felt as though they were suspended on the brink of an immense cliff, poised to tumble headlong into the abyss below. Every fiber of their beings screamed for release, for that final push over the edge into an ocean of pure, unadulterated ecstasy.
And then, suddenly, it happened. Their climax struck like a thunderbolt, tearing through them both with an intensity that left them gasping and shaking with overwhelming pleasure. Clinton's release spurt forth in powerful jets, painting Mitty's hand and chest with glistening streaks of his potent seed. Simultaneously, Mitty surrendered to his own orgasm, his hot cum spilling over Clinton's trembling form in thick, creamy ropes that marked their bodies as forever entwined in this illicit act of pleasure.
As their orgasms washed over them in wave after wave of exquisite bliss, their breaths came in ragged pants and their bodies quivered with aftershocks of pleasure that lingered long after their initial climax had subsided.
The End.
© chaseatlanticlover
Clinton, the elder of the siblings, was sprawled across the bed with his hand wrapped around his throbbing cock. His grip was firm yet gentle, stroking himself at a slow pace as he watched Mitchell enter the room. Mitty, with his mop of unruly hair and lanky frame, walked hesitantly towards his brother. He couldn't help but admire Clinton's muscular physique; it sent shivers down his spine and made his mouth water.
"Oh shit…"
As the words slipped past Clinton's lips, his grip tightened around his cock, his strokes growing more insistent. Mitty's breath hitched in his throat as he took in the sight before him - his older brother, so close yet so far away. He swallowed hard, feeling a familiar heat pooling in his own groin.
Without another word, Mitty moved closer to Clinton, leaning over him as he reached out to wrap his smaller hand around his brother's thick member. He gave it a tentative squeeze, eliciting a low growl from Clinton. Emboldened by the sound, Mitty began to stroke his brother's length in tandem with Clinton's own rhythm.
Their shared touch sent waves of pleasure coursing through both of them. Mitty felt his heart race as he continued to stroke his brother's pulsating cock, marveling at how warm and hard it felt in his hand. Clinton let out a strangled moan, his hips bucking up into Mitty's grasp.
Increasingly emboldened by the sensations flowing between them, Mitty leaned down to press a kiss against Clinton's thigh, then trailed hot, wet trails upward until he reached the crest of his brother's rigid cock. The scent of arousal hung heavy in the air, making Mitty's head spin with lust. With a boldness born from his burgeoning desire, Mitty parted his lips, taking the head of Clinton's cock into his warm mouth.
He suckled gently at first, exploring the new textures and tastes with curious innocence. But as Clinton's moans filled the room, urging him on, Mitty grew bolder, sliding his tongue along the underside of his brother's shaft before bobbing his head and taking more of Clinton's length into his eager mouth.
Meanwhile, Clinton's hands found purchase on Mitty's head, guiding him in a steady rhythm as he relished the sensation of his brother's hot mouth enveloping his hardened member.
Feeling emboldened by Clinton's reaction, Mitty pulled back momentarily, spitting string after string of saliva onto Clinton's twitching cock. Smirking at his brother's panting breaths, Mitty positioned himself between Clinton's legs before lowering his face once again. This time, instead of focusing solely on Clinton's throbbing dick, Mitty allowed his tongue to venture further, tracing the sensitive skin beneath his brother's balls.
Clinton's eyes widened in surprise as he felt Mitty's tongue tease his delicate sac, a sharp gasp escaping his lips. Encouraged by Clinton's reaction, Mitty sucked harder on his brother's cock while simultaneously nipping and grazing his teeth lightly along the sensitive underside of Clinton's shaft.
With each passing second, the atmosphere in the room grew heavier with their combined desire. Their bodies writhed in tangled limbs and heated gazes exchanged between them as they succumbed entirely to their primal urges.
Lost in their lustful haze, neither brother seemed capable of pulling away from the other. Mitty, driven by his carnal desires, slid up Clinton's torso, pressing his chest against his brother's as he continued to service his throbbing cock with increasing vigor. Meanwhile, Clinton's hands roamed over Mitty's lean figure, trailing down to cup his ass firmly, spreading him apart and exposing his puckered hole to the cool air of the room.
Feeling Clinton's fingers playing with his tender flesh, Mitty's moans vibrated against his brother's length, sending ripples of pleasure radiating through Clinton's cock. Encouraged by Mitty's responsive sounds, Clinton's touches became more confident and demanding, pushing deeper into Mitty's inviting crevice.
In turn, Mitty relished in the sensation of being explored by his brother's skilled fingers, adding to the frenzy of their shared pleasure.
Caught in the throes of their shared debauchery, the brothers lost all semblance of control as their lust consumed them whole. Mitty ground his hips against Clinton's thrusting fingers, seeking friction for his own erect member which stood proudly between them.
In response to Mitty's urgent grinding, Clinton shifted his position slightly, allowing his brother access to his exposed length. Mitty did not waste any time, wrapping his hand around Clinton's girthy cock and beginning to pump in earnest. Each firm stroke of his hand sent shockwaves of pleasure coursing through Clinton's body, causing him to arch his back and groan out loud.
Lost in their shared erotic dance, neither brother paid any mind to the world outside their bedroom walls. Their focus remained steadfastly fixed on each other, driven by a primal urge to bring each other to the peak of ecstatic release. And as their moans filled the room, intermingling with each breathless gasp and whispered plea for more, it was clear that nothing else mattered except for the sheer bliss derived from their unbridled sexual expression.
As their bodies writhed in sinful harmony, their pleasure built to a crescendo that threatened to consume them whole. The room was filled with the symphony of their shared lust, echoing off the walls as their climax approached with swift inevitability.
Catching sight of Mitty's lust-glazed eyes staring intently at him, Clinton knew that his brother was close to the edge. Driven by a fierce desire to see his sibling break under the weight of their shared pleasure, Clinton quickened his pace, plunging his hardened member deeper into Mitty's eager hand.
Spurred on by Clinton's increased intensity, Mitty clamped down on his brother's girthy cock with vice-like grip, his strokes becoming faster and rougher as he sought to milk every last drop of pleasure from Clinton's pulsating length.
And as their climax loomed ever nearer, the tension in the room crackled like electricity, ready to spark at any given moment and send them both hurtling over the precipice into an abyss of raw, untamed orgasmic bliss.
Their shared euphoria spiraled higher and higher until it felt as though they were suspended on the brink of an immense cliff, poised to tumble headlong into the abyss below. Every fiber of their beings screamed for release, for that final push over the edge into an ocean of pure, unadulterated ecstasy.
And then, suddenly, it happened. Their climax struck like a thunderbolt, tearing through them both with an intensity that left them gasping and shaking with overwhelming pleasure. Clinton's release spurt forth in powerful jets, painting Mitty's hand and chest with glistening streaks of his potent seed. Simultaneously, Mitty surrendered to his own orgasm, his hot cum spilling over Clinton's trembling form in thick, creamy ropes that marked their bodies as forever entwined in this illicit act of pleasure.
As their orgasms washed over them in wave after wave of exquisite bliss, their breaths came in ragged pants and their bodies quivered with aftershocks of pleasure that lingered long after their initial climax had subsided.
The End.
© chaseatlanticlover
