For His Eyes Only

Part V

With no further convincing needed, Alvin pulled up Simon's shirt and tugged down at his boxers. The younger chipmunk was already as hard as a rock, his hips rolled forward, aching to be touched. Simon gripped tightly at Alvin's cock and began to stroke it at a slow and even pace. All the remaining pre on his shaft quickly worked into the skin and acted as a natural lubricant for Simon's fist.

"It's too soon, Si," Alvin moaned, "I can't cum yet."

"Well, it hasn't been that long for me either," said his brother, who tensed at the fingertips dancing around his thighs.

"That's why I'm takin' my time." Alvin leaned forward and kissed lightly at Simon's ear. He breathed hotly against his face and whispered, "You know, one thing I've learned is that the longer you hold off, the better the release." The tip of his tongue trailed up Simon's neck and over his earlobe. Playfully, the older chipmunk nibbled and tugged at the sensitive area, earning lustful moans from his sibling. Alvin then turned and pressed his body against Simon as he continued to suckle at his lobe.

"Hang on, Al. My glasses keep getting in the way." Alvin let up to give his brother the chance to take them off and drop them onto the nightstand.

In one swift, uncharacteristic move, Simon dived on top of his brother and straddled his nude body. The look of sheer disbelief on Alvin's face made him laugh aloud. He kept his knees locked tight at his brother's hips while he tore off his blue shirt and boxers, leaving nothing at all between the two.

"What's the matter? Never thought I would have the upper hand at all?" Simon taunted. He looked down, between their thighs. Both of their erections pressed flush against the other.

"I just thought a scientist would more passive and observe the situation," Alvin retorted.

It was Simon's turn to loom over his brother now, inches away from his face, "I prefer the hands on approach. You know, down and dirty." He moved forward and kissed Alvin. Softly at first, but let passion and lust take over. Their lips parted for a moment just to get a quick breath in and Simon took advantage. Before Alvin could react, Simon already had his tongue down his throat.

Both of their hips jolted forward. The combination of body heat, pressure, and sheer arousal nearly did it in for the brothers right then and there. Alvin balled his fists at Simon's back, inadvertently clawing his skin. The combination of pain and pleasure brought the brainy chipmunk away from the kiss, his back arched, and his cock gliding against the underside of Alvin's throbbing member.

"Hey there," Simon cooed, "what do you think you're doing?"

Alvin smiled and gave him the best puppy-dog-eyed expression that he could and replied, "Something I think you enjoyed... and wouldn't mind feeling again."

This time Alvin reacted first and swiftly dug his fingernails into Simon's back and raked them down his spine; when he reached the base he took his hands and firmly grabbed his butt. It didn't stop there, Alvin kept hold of his brother and inched him forward. Simon's cock dragged along his own. The two of them had to stifle moans that threatened to ring throughout the house––and it definitely was not the best time for that with Theodore downstairs. The fact that he had not come upstairs yet was a miracle in and of itself.

Something warm and sticky dripped on Alvin. He opened his eyes and looked down to see precum leaking from both Simon and himself; their fluids had mixed and started to gather on his tummy.

"Time's not on our side," Simon rasped, "we better finish while we can. There will be plenty more times to experiment."

Alvin looked up at him with contemplative eyes. "So this isn't a one hit wonder?"

"Granted that it all started in the heat of the moment," Simon explained (rolling his hips and grinding against Alvin), "I don't believe everything that's happening now is a fluke."

Simon pulled himself back to a full upright position, keeping his palms on the older chipmunk's chest, and gave him another lustful gaze. Alvin nodded in response and drew in a deep breath; he was painfully hard. He wanted––needed––this.

"Go ahead Simon, make me cum." The words came out in a whisper.

Simon leaned back, propping himself up on both of his elbows, Alvin did the same. With his heartbeat drowning out all other sound, the younger chipmunk reached forward and put a grip around both his and his brother's shaft. Alvin's cock twitched––his hands grabbed a tight hold on his comforter. Both of their hips bucked subtly as Simon worked up and down. He varied the speed and pressure accordingly as he went along. Alvin bit his lip, holding back the sounds of ecstasy coming from deep within his throat.

Alvin was practically going into convulsions on the other side, but still held back. Perhaps he needed more encouragement, Simon smiled darkly.

"Come on Alvin," Simon whispered hotly. He held both of their dicks by the base and started grinding himself against his brother. "I wanna feel your hot cum all over me. I wanna taste you so badly... please. Cum for me."

The dirty talk from Simon did the job for Alvin. A second later, he leaned forward and took hold of their cocks himself and started jacking both of them off. Simon let go and fondled Alvin's balls.

Throwing his head back, Alvin shot his load first. He came hard. Thick ropes of cum spurted out, the white arc peaked near two feet and came down all over Simon's abdomen.

The very second he saw Alvin's orgasm, Simon was sent into his own. With his shaft angled lower, the stream shot further and hit Alvin straight on the lips. Reacting quickly, the older chipmunk opened up his mouth and held out his tongue, ready to catch the next load. He didn't quite make it though, but the remaining jets hit his cheeks and nose.

All the remaining semen dribbled freely from their bodies as the chipmunks slumped back to catch their breath.

"Care to prove today wasn't a fluke later this evening, Si?" Alvin managed to get out several minutes after reveling in silence.