My Brother-My Lover

A past customer of mine had referred a friend of his to me, and today was the day I was to see him. It was just another appointment as far as I was concerned. I glanced up at the clock as this man walked into the studio and realized that he was my 8 o'clock appointment, and I was very pleased. He was so good looking. It was a rare occasion that I found myself looking at other men, but I couldn't help myself. I knew part of that was the residual pain from before, but I rationalized with myself, and felt less and less guilt about being sucked in by his attractiveness.

"Hey, I'm Joe. I have an 8 o'clock with you?"

"Yep." I stuck out my hand to him and we shook. I asked him if he knew what he wanted to have done. I was starting to think of a few things I'd like to have done at that point. He was big and muscular with dark hair and eyes, and was wearing a t-shirt so tight that it looked like it may rip being stretched so taut over his body.

"I have an idea," he started, "but I think I may need to look through some of your books. I'm wanting an exotic dragon on my lower back."

As he said this he turned a bit and pointed to the small of his back. Man, a place that couldn't be tattooed with his pants all the way up! I was really starting to get excited about this job. I gave him a couple of the flash art albums and pointed out where some dragon samples were, and he sat down with them and thumbed through a few. I went back into my cubicle and made sure all my needles were sterilized and ready to go. After just a minute he came back into my cubicle and said "This is perfect. Can you do this?"

"Sure. That's a great choice," I told him. "How big were you thinking?"

"Across the whole lower back," he said, turning again and running his hand across the waistband of his jeans. I told him to make himself comfortable as I popped in a cd and began to trace the dragon onto the transfer paper. He lay down on the table and put his hands behind his head as he watched me draw.

"How long do you think this will take? A couple hours?"

I told him that it depended on the amount of color he was wanting.

"Just like the picture," he said. That was a lot of color and shading.

"Yeah it will probably take two to three hours. You have any other work done?"

"No, this is my first."

"Wow, you're going pretty big for your first one, eh?"

"Why, shouldn't I?"

I told him that if a person wasn't prepared for the feel of getting a tattoo it may be hard to take. And that area of his lower back was a sensitive spot. He didn't seem concerned about the pain he might feel. I got the transfer finished and asked if he were ready.

He sat up on the side of the table and started undoing his pants.

"Do you need them all the way off?" he asked.

"It might be more comfortable for you, it's up to you man." I wondered if I were actually drooling at this point or if I was just imagining it. He stood and took his pants down to his knees, and then sat back on the table, lying back again. I could clearly see the outline of his cock through his boxers. I must've stared just a second too long; he asked then if he should take them down too. My brain was screaming "hell yes!" but I managed to say no, just pull them down a bit after you roll over. So he rolled, and hooked his thumbs into the waistband of his shorts, and pulled them down enough to expose the top of his hairy ass.

"Is that good?"

"Yeah, that's perfect," I lied. I was thinking, "More! More!" I put some cream on his back and applied the transfer and got my gun ready.

"If this is too much, tell me, ok?" I was talking in reference to the pain from the needle, but upon saying that I was brought back to a time with Kevin, when he had said that to me. I didn't want to be thinking of him right now! I was so enjoying these thoughts I was having about this man laying in front of me. Then I heard Joe's voice say, "I'm ready whenever you are," and I did my best to focus on the job ahead of me. I turned on the gun and started with the black outline of the dragon that was to span the width of his back. I touched his flesh with the needle and he flinched a bit, but only once. After a few minutes of doing the outline, I thought I heard him groaning.

"You like that man?"

"Yeah, that feels awesome," he said. "This will be tough laying on my front though."

"Why's that?" I asked.

"Cause it's giving me a big hard-on."

"Oh really? You really like that huh?" I tried to joke with him, but I was really getting hot myself when he said that. He turned his head and looked for my expression with my response. My eyes met his and I was sure he could see my excitement. Then his eyes drifted to the growing bulge in my pants. He smiled.

"I'm sorry to distract you like that; I need to let you do your job."

I had already decided that once the outline was finished I'd take a break, whether he needed one or not. I needed one. About five minutes in the john would do me good. Then I could focus. I tried my best not to look at his ass as I continued running the gun, dipping into the black ink, trying to get this over with so I could go jack. I was thankful that this was the easiest and quickest part of the tattoo. As I worked over him, with my face fairly close to his back, he felt my breath on his back and started to squirm a little.

"You gotta hold still man," I said. "We can't take a break until I get this outline done, the transfer needs to be inked over or it will end up smearing."

I was really beginning to think he wanted a break for the same reason I did. Then he let me know.

"You like dick don't you?"

"How'd you guess?" I answered jokingly.

"I bet you get turned on a lot then, tattooing all sorts of guys. I bet you get a lot of action too."

"Well I've seen a lot of guys who are nice to look at, but I've never been with any of my customers."

"Really? Why not?"

Did I really want to get into it? I wasn't sure. But I began talking anyway. "I'm in a serious relationship," I began. That was vague enough.

"He's a lucky guy," Joe said, reaching out and touching my leg. "So you never mess around then?"

"Man, I've really felt like it lately." I began to tell my tale of betrayal.

Joe listened intently and when I was finished he said, "Man that's fucked up, if this guy really loves you. Even if it was just for money. I think you owe him one."

I was just finishing the outline of the tattoo, and I turned off my gun and wiped the excess ink from his back. He sat up on the table facing me. His cock was completely sticking out of his shorts now, and man, I was having a very hard time controlling myself. Even when I managed to look away from his crotch, the rest of him was driving me crazy too. He reached out to me and pulled me closer to him, his hard cock rubbing against mine through my jeans. His open mouth covered mine and I felt his tongue plunge between my lips. I was quivering at this point, half from extreme excitement, half from guilt. I couldn't help myself. I kissed him back hard. I was then glad that the other artists had made it an early night.

I pulled away from him to go lock the door. I locked up and returned to him, and he was completely out of his shorts now. He stood in front of me stroking his big cock, and I went to my knees before him. I took his meat into my mouth and sucked hungrily. I had never had another's cock in my mouth. He tasted awesome. He moaned with pleasure and took the back of my head in his hand and started pumping his dick in and out of my mouth.

"Man you got a mouth of gold. If you were mine I'd treat you like a king. Why don't you come up here and lemmie feel that ass?"

"I just can't, Joe. Part of me really wants to. Believe me! But I can't do that with you. Just lemmie suck you off...and I'll jack myself."

He pulled me up to him by my armpits and said, "Listen, I know you want it. And I want your ass bad. So don't play hard to get with me, ok?"

He wasn't gonna take no for an answer, I could see. Part of me thought, "I'm about to get raped," but then I thought about the fact that yes, I did want him to fuck me. He was behind me, reaching around undoing my jeans. I was kinda shocked by this whole thing. I knew that if I really hadn't wanted him to do this, there was little I could do. He was a big guy. I was submissive and not a talented fighter. He would have his way with me either way. He pulled down my jeans and roughly pushed me against the table, and I felt his hand on my balls, squeezing them hard.

"I know you love this man. You ready to get fucked like you never have before?"

All I could do was moan. The rough way he was handling me was really sexy, but a little unnerving too. I knew that he could really hurt me if he wanted to. Thankfully that's not what he seemed to want. He continued squeezing my nutsack hard, and was using his other hand to spread my ass apart and get me ready for him. When I felt one of his big fingers enter me, my cock started to quiver. Man, I wanted to be able to wait until his dick was in me at least! He probed deeply in my ass, moving his finger all around, pulling on my balls all the while. I stepped out of one of my pants legs to give him better access. I was bent over the table and spread wide now, ready to get fucked by this stranger.

At this point there was no doubt nobody was forcing anyone. He spat on his hand and rubbed it on my hole. Then I felt his huge cockhead penetrate me. I gasped. It was huge. He wasted no time and rammed it up in me all the way. There was no tenderness about it. He stared slamming his cock deep into me over and over, and I couldn't help crying out. He wasn't kidding; he was fucking me harder than Kevin ever had. He continued to pound my ass and I knew I couldn't hang on any longer. I grabbed my cock as it started to pulsate and spew cum on the floor. I squeezed and jerked my dick hard, and as I did I put my head down on the table and caught a glimpse of a shocking sight from underneath my arm.

There was Kevin, standing in the doorway of my cubicle, jacking his dick as he watched me getting fucked by this other guy. He immediately saw me looking at him, and smiled real big at me. Joe was still pumping away into my ass, apparently oblivious to Kevin's presence. I was in disbelief that this was all happening. How'd he get in? Why the hell was he smiling and not stopping this? I knew he could definitely put a stop to it, no problem. But he just kept watching and beating off. I was surprised that Joe hadn't come yet. My ass was hurting and he was still fucking me as hard as when he started, maybe harder, and grunting loudly like an animal, saying things like," You like that dick, bitch? You like the way I'm tearing you up?" The pressure inside me was getting too much for me. Even though I'd already come hard, I knew that if this went on much longer I would be pissing on myself.

Kevin knew too. He walked up quietly behind Joe, putting a hand on his shoulder as he kept fucking me. Joe turned his head calmly and said, "Hey man, you were right. Little bro's got a great ass." And with that he slammed it into me so hard I cried out again. I really couldn't believe this shit. This was all set up, by my brother. I didn't understand his thinking at all. Wasn't he supposed to be the only one to fuck my ass? Kevin dropped to his knees beside me and kissed my thigh.

"You're about to lose it, aren't ya bro?" He knew me well. He took my half hard dick into his mouth and saved me from urinating on the floor. I started pissing as soon as I felt his mouth on me, and he drank from me deeply as Joe continued to fuck me.

"Whoa man...fuck yeah!" Joe saw what was going on and it made him start to explode inside me... There was no holding back for him. I felt his cock throb and spray inside me. This was overwhelming. Feeling Kevin's mouth on me as I pissed and Joe's dick shooting over and over deep in my ass. I felt like a rag doll, about to pass out. Joe shot the last of his load into me, and then pulled out and sat in my chair, breathing heavily. Kevin stood up and got right in my face, grabbing me hard and kissing me deeply. He held me so tight, squeezing my shoulders and ass as he kissed me. His tongue was salty and wet from my piss, and he drove it deeply into my throat. Then he broke the kiss to come up for air.

He looked into my eyes and said, "I love you man. I love you so fuckin' much. I know how bad I hurt you before; I never will hurt you again. I really thought that you needed this though, to help you get over it. You just can't go on being mad about it babe. It's in the past, it's over, and I want us to move on. Do you hear me bro?"

I did. I still didn't understand his thinking as far as staging this event. But I knew he really wanted to help me to end my resentfulness, and this, to me, was an extreme gesture of how bad he wanted it to end. He held me tightly again, and I felt his still hard cock against mine. We kissed again, and he reached down and started fondling me. I felt the load that Joe had squirted in me start to drip down my legs. Kevin made no move to go behind me and clean it up though. I guess other people's cum was off limits to him. I was glad. I started to get hard again in his hand. Joe was still sitting in my chair, watching us eagerly. He saw as I glanced his way, and said, "Let me watch you guys, please. You both look so fuckin' hot."

I nodded, I was turned on more at the thought of him watching my brother and me get it on. I was all the way hard now, and Kevin started pulling down his pants, taking them all the way off. He lay on the table on his back with his hard cock pointing straight at the ceiling, and raised his legs up for me, letting me know he wanted me inside him. Even though I'd fucked him several times, it was still uncommon for me to be top. But I think he knew that my ass couldn't take much more tonight, after Joe's punishing fuck.

And he also knew that I wanted to put it to him hard. I climbed up on the table between his spread legs, lubed up my cock with spit and started pushing into him. His legs immediately went up over my shoulders giving me full access to him. I drove my dick into him deeply, and listened to him moan with pleasure as I went farther. I started riding him faster, making him grunt with every stroke. My belly rubbed lightly against his hardness, and I bent down over him to kiss him as I fucked in and out of his tight ass. He grabbed me around my back and kissed me hard, grinding his ass against my groin.

That was all it took, I was surprised I had lasted that long. I felt the rumbling feeling in my balls as I got ready to come. I shoved my cock deeply into him and started to ejaculate so intensely. I came and came. It was a tremendously long orgasm. After the last of my cum was shot, I pulled out and slid off the end of the table, and put my face down between his legs to suck my cum from him. He started jerking his cock violently as I cleaned his ass off. I quickly moved up a little and started sucking on him. He held my head down hard on his dick and in no time he was filling my mouth with his hot semen. Joe sat and watched in awe, and was stroking himself once again at the sight of us. Kevin's cum shot into the back of my throat and I swallowed it all. He always tasted so good.

I took my mouth from my brother's meat and kissed him on the belly, moving up kissing his chest, his nipples, his arms and neck. We embraced again kissing each other deeply on the mouth, and I heard Joe grunt behind us as he came once again. As the cum shot out of his dick and all over his big hand, he moaned loudly. When he had shot the last of his load he raised his hand to his mouth and licked all the cum from his soaked fingers. We were all so spent at this point. I was ready to crash, that's for sure! Joe stood and pulled his jeans back up, thanking us both profusely for the great time.

As Joe got up from his seat he said, "I didn't hurt you, did I man? I didn't freak you out too bad, did I?"

"No, man it's all good. You know you'll need to make a new appointment so I can finish that dragon, right?"

Joe chuckled and said yeah. I put my own pants back on and we went to the front of the studio and I penciled him into the schedule book. I unlocked the door for him and he started out, but then turned and thanked Kevin again. He walked away and I then turned back to my brother to help him into his pants.

"How'd you get in here man?"

"I was in here before you locked the door. Man you looked sexy sucking his dick. And man, he fucked you so hard! You were tough, bro. Very impressive. You loved it, didn't you?"

"It did feel good. He was really great-looking, but I was feeling so guilty about even thinking that. But no, I didn't love it. It was fun, but I just want you. I just love it when you fuck me, no other mother fucker will ever do for me what you do man."

"I hear ya bro. I love you too babe. Just me an' you, from here on, ok?"

He put his big warm arm around my back and we headed to the door together. I felt home again.

We got home that night and talked a little more about the events of that night. We both knew that part of me had wanted to get back at Kevin, to feel like we were even or something. But it was so out of character for me to act on an urge like that.

"So," he began, as we sat together on the couch, "What did you really think about all that?"

I had to think for a minute. I wasn't completely sure myself.

"Well, I am still really blown away that you'd set that all up...why did you? It's not because you want to feel like its ok to be with other people, is it?"

I was still a little unsure of his motives.

"No, man. I want you to start trusting me again now. I have gotten so sick of the shit between us since that night in the bar, and I swore to you that it would never happen again. I made a mistake, and I'm really sorry for it. I thought that this night would help you to let go of it better, and to help you get out some of your frustration."

"I dunno, I think Joe took his frustrations out on me. I'm still pretty sore."

"Yeah, but I saw how much you loved being forced like that. You looked so hot getting off while he slammed you! Tell me the truth, you loved it right?"

"It felt so weird being with someone else. In a strange way it was exciting, and you know I did love him punishing me like that, but that's stuff we do. I don't want to include anyone else in our private lives."

My brother started rubbing my shoulder as he sat next to me, and then leaned over and started kissing my neck. I turned to him and held his face as I kissed him back deeply. He then grabbed onto me tightly around my back and kissed me harder, pushing me back gently on the couch. He was on top of me now, kissing my face and neck. I felt myself getting hard again. He rubbed his denim-covered cock against mine as we continued kissing and stroking each other.

"I know you're ass is still tender man, I won't hurt you, I promise."

As he spoke he started peeling my t-shirt up over my chest, and then paused before taking it over my head to suck on my nipples. This made me start to squirm. He licked and sucked them softly, and then started to nibble them a bit. I felt my cock growing more inside my jeans. He started moving down to my belly, licking and biting, getting closer to my groin. He undid my jeans and I raised my ass enough for him to slip them off me. I laced my fingers together behind my head and watched as he started sucking my dick. He looked so sexy with my cock in his mouth! And he sucked it so good; he really was gifted as far as giving head. I kept watching as he went up and down on my shaft with his wet lips. Then he took his mouth off me and told me to spread my legs. I put one foot up onto the back of the couch, and the other down on the floor.