Dave's mouth opened, as he was about to gasp, or moan, or shout…but no sound came, just his shaky, shallow breathing. Bro gritted his teeth, maintaining a firm, slow push. It was an agonizing wait, literally and figuratively, before Bro was fully inserted. Dave finally managed to get over his struggle, moaning here, gasping Bro's name there. He arched his back and his muscles tensed the entire time.

"Hard part's over," Bro said softly, resting his cheek against Dave's. Pulling out just a bit, he thrust in again. Dave was panting and both were sure that Bro's size didn't help…he pulled out and pushed in once more. He did this again and again, again and again, slowly.

"Oh gawd, Bro…" Dave panted while dragging his nails along Bro's back, leaving trails of red, shallow scratches. Bro placed one hand on Dave's shoulder, pushing him down onto the thrusts. He started to pick up his pace, now, which Dave groaned loudly from. Bro kissed him.

His thrusting was speeding up, bit by bit. Dave moaned into the kiss, wracked by ebbing pain and growing pleasure. It wasn't long before Bro was using a moderate pace, steady and strong. It was enough for him to start enjoying the sensation. "Ahh, Dave" Bro sighed, consciously going faster over time, while placing a chaste kisses on Dave's lips.

Dave was easily rocking his hips now, breathing deeply and gasping and moaning regularly. "Bro, auh, go…faster…" He spoke through his teeth and pleasure. He already had enough to handle, but he wanted to impress Bro, and he could easily take more.

Bro kissed the base of Dave's neck, doing as Dave asked. He going almost his regular pace now, feeling Dave arch his back, and push his hips forward, and move them in circles below him.

"Ah, Br-bro!" Dave moaned loudly, becoming very vocal now. The bed was rock back and forth now, the headboard banging against the wall. Bro could only imagine how it would be when he was going full-speed…that's when he looked down to Dave, taking in the eyes squeezed shut, mouth open and chest heaving.

Bro smiled, both were becoming slick with sweat. Dave gasped, again, but smiled back. What a sight…Dave, hair moist with perspiration – face flushed – trying to smile. And Bro was the one doing this to him…Bro liked that thought; he would make Dave scream. "Go your fastest, do your best."

His voice brought Bro back to what was happening, back from his thoughts. Bro's smile widened. "Okay," And with that, Bro pushed Dave against the headboard and pushed in hard. Pulling out, he began thrusting faster. Dave was…not expecting how it felt. He was overwhelmed. All he could do was cry out, moan Bro's name, and writhe.

The people below them must have been able to hear them, given how loud Dave was…this didn't stop Bro from sliding his hand down on Dave and pumping the younger brother's erection. Dave couldn't take it anymore and within minutes, Dave came. "Wait, wait, s…stop…" He choked out amongst moans of ecstasy. Bro slowed, raising an eyebrow. He was just getting into it too. "Lemme catch my breath…"

Bro only nodded, stopping and relaxing. Dave leaned his head against the headboard, closing his eyes. He just had one of the fastest orgasms ever. Now he was sitting there, preparing to go again, with his brother's throbbing member in him.

"How am I…so far?" Dave asked, breathing still heavy. Bro looked at him, almost smirking. "No, really," Dave hoisted himself up onto his elbows. He frowned when Bro only pushed sweat-moist hair from Dave's eyes.

"It's your first time, what do you expect?" Bro cupped Dave's chin, bringing him closer.

"Are you enjoying it, though," Dave pressed on. Bro stopped.

"I'll enjoy it more if you turn over…" whispered Bro, taking advantage of the situation and of Dave's eagerness to impress. Bro smiled, taking in Dave's details; the contour of his back, the slenderness of his frame…the soft, plump rump, totes his for the taking…

A good hour had passed by the time they finished. Bro pounded Dave into the mattress, Dave clenching the pillow, clenching his teeth, all while moaning, shouting…begging. He once gasped, "Pull-pull my hair," which prompted Bro to grab a handful of the silky strands. Dave must have experienced another orgasm and a half during that timeframe. Soon after Bro held his breath and shot his load into the red-faced Dave, they were an exhausted couple of Striders with limbs entwined and consciousness slipping.

By the time Bro stirred, it was 3 pm of the next day. Twelve hour sleep after an hour and a half of fucking? Talk about living the life.

A few weeks came and went. Meteors were beginning to destroy the earth, killing millions! Bro and Dave simply walked through a local park. Buildings were aflame and hell, half of Houston was rubble…didn't bother them none. Dave was explaining the premises of the game and the outcome and why everything was happening to a half-listening Bro.

"Sounds like a good time," Bro wasn't even paying attention by this point, having said that while Dave was midsentence. Dave stopped after that.

It was mostly quiet (aside from sirens, meteor impacts, and cries of terror) now that neither Strider was talking. When they came to a backless bench, Bro decided it was high-time to have a rest. "So, saving the world," Bro said while spying a particularly bright light among the other, smaller lights. These lights, dotting the reddish sky of doom, were found to be incoming meteors. The brightest of them gave Bro an uneasy feeling and he knew it was heading for them.

"Yeah, no big deal," Dave sniffed casually, looking about the empty streets…it seems most people have fled town…to where, though, he didn't know. The entire world was being destroyed and people still thought leaving one doomed city in favor of another, equally doomed city was a sensible thing to do.

"Hey look, ain't that the bitch that screwed you over?" Bro gestured to a family fleeing in terror. The presumed daughter was covered in soot and was wearing rags, just like her mother and father. Dave only glanced at her once before looking away.

"Yeah," He still was a little sore over what she did even if it was easily months ago. Bro noticed that.

"You gotta let that shit go, Dave." He leaned back onto his palms, staring up at the sky.

"Who says I haven't?" Dave turned away, trying to keep nonchalant.

"I say,"

"You don't know that,"

"I know you,"

"And so do I, and I say I have."

"Listen, little man," Bro stood up and sat back down so he was facing Dave, sitting on the bench like one would a horse. "Shits over and done with,"

"I know that," His arms came up, crossing in front of his chest.

"Look at me," Dave didn't turn, "Dave, look at me." Bro repeated with more sternness and a little agitation to his voice. It took a moment or two, but eventually Dave rotated so he was mirroring Bro's position.

"What," Dave asked flatly, tracing a circle on the concrete between his thighs.

"That's not looking at me," Bro said with an air of condescension, but it wasn't ill-intended. When Dave looked up, Bro, faster than fast, grabbed his little brother's face and kissed him.

"Augh, Bro, what the actual fuck!" Dave pushed him away. "We're in public, you dick."

"No one's around," Bro moved forward again, "and they're all gonna be dead any ways…idiot."

"I still feel uncomfortable with it," Dave pouted and crossed his arms, facing away.

"Dave,"

"What,"

"Kiss me,"

"No,"

"Kiss me,"

"But why,"

"Kiss me,"

"But Bro…" by this point, Bro was simply staring at Dave, good and hard. Dave looked at him, looked away, "Someone might see us," looked at him again. Bro didn't move, not an inch. Giving one last, cautious scan of the area, Dave muttered, "Fine."

Hesitantly, Dave moved in to kiss Bro. After a few moments of Bro not responding, Dave gave up the one-sided make out session. "Okay, what, what did I do," Dave asked almost wearily.

"Did she ever suck you off?" Dave was caught utterly off guard and his glasses, as if on cue, slipped down the bridge of his nose.

"What, who," Dave pushed his glasses back up. Bro gestured to where Dave's ex was running from minutes before. "Oh, no…Why do you…" Dave trailed off, realizing what Bro was getting at. Before he could say yes or no or anything for that matter, Bro asked.

"Would you like get sucked off?"

Dave might've protested or stammered or said, "Fuck yeah!" (though, in all likelihood, he just "What," and prompted Bro to sigh and…) Bro was unzipping Dave's fly. They since moved from kissing and touching on a park bench to kissing and touching against a tree. Dave watched Bro pull Dave's pants down, biting his lip in anticipation.

Bro started slow, pumping the semi-erection while licking the head. Dave simply leaned back against the hard bark, keeping an eye out for someone, anyone. He was at the ready to jump up and say, "Bro, stop, someone's there!" 'cause god forbid someone see two handsome brothers engage in incest in a dog park and oh god what did Bro just do?

"Forget about them, Dave," Bro said after sliding his mouth off of Dave's penis.

"Did you just deepthroat…?" Dave asked exasperatedly, having never felt something so pleasurable.

"Yup,"

"How?" Bro sighed, looking up sarcastically. "Just wonderin', geez…"

"Plenty of practice, little man," and Bro did again. Dave shuddered, pulling his hips back, away from Bro, as if the pleasure was TOO much. Bro found it, you could say, hot…he wanted Dave to cum for him just as he did weeks before.

"Oh, oh god, Bro…" Dave moaned as Bro started to bob his head forward and back. Dave's gaze was hazy and unfocused, ecstasy making the world blurry and nice – or maybe that was mirage of the heat? Bro was stroking what wasn't being swallowed by his warm mouth, closing his eyes and concentrating on Dave's pleasure.

After jolting once, breathing hitching at the same time, Dave grunted. "Ah, Bro, fuck…" He jerked back, ejaculating into his older brother's mouth. Bro secretly swallowed it back, though he made a show of spitting out some of it.

"We should get home, John's probably trying to reach me," Dave hadn't even said he'd be back later when Bro called for him to go out. Doing up his pants, he caught up with Bro who had already started walking. Saving the world would be easy, Dave thought, Sburb or not, with Bro at his side.