I don't own Wizards of Waverly Place. In case you didn't notice as you were checking M on the ratings thingamabob, this is rated M.

Max swung off of his bed and walked to the restroom quickly, trying to avoid bumping into someone fearing they would notice his morning hard-on. He would have waited until after he jerked off in his room but he had to take a piss and it couldn't be helped. He was halfway down the hallway when Justin walked out of his room with a towel swung over his shoulder.

"Hey, Max," said Justin, unaware of Max's embarrassing situation. It didn't stay like that for long though. It was kind of hard to miss the large tent in Max's boxers especially since he was only wearing boxers.

"Hey Justin,' answered Max awkwardly, having seen the change in Justin's face as he noticed the tent, " you're taking a shower."

"Yes, yes I am as a matter of fact." said Justin, a slight pink crawling up his cheeks.

"Would you mind if I went first, because I need to, because of my morning w-"

"By all means, go!" interrupted Justin, his blush deepening.

"Thank you." said Max, relieved, "You understand, I bet it's happened to you be-"

"Just go, Max! Just go," said Justin flustered.

"Right, go. Will do. Thanks." said Max walking in to the bathroom.

"Ayiyiy." said Justin still slightly embarrassed. But behind the embarrassment there was something else, something that deeply troubled Justin, something he was desperately trying to ignore. When he'd first seen Max in the hall hunched over with only his boxers, a very dirty thought had briefly crossed his mind, but it wasn't until he'd seen his tented boxers that the thought had settled in.

That was the real source of Justin's embarrassment. When he'd seen Max's boner Justin had felt his cock twitch, just barely, but it was enough to shake him up. This wasn't the first time that he'd felt that way but it was the first time he realized why, he was attracted to his little brother. He felt his face burn with shame thinking about it, so caught up in his own head he was that he didn't notice that Max was already out.

"Dude, I'm sorry I didn't mean to make you so awkward, it's just-"

"That was quick." said Justin, trying to take the spotlight off of himself.

"What?' asked Max, a confused look on his face.

"You finished quickly, i-in there" said Justin hesitantly, feeling his crotch do a wave.

"Well, I pee fast." said Max, oblivious to what Justin was trying to say.

"Oh, oh. Never mind then." said Justin trying to avoid another awkward moment.

"What is it?" asked Max, knowing something was being concealed from him.

"Nothing!" said Justin, awkward as fuck.

"No, Justin, not nothing," Max pressed on, visibly frustrated, " you, and Alex, and Dad, and Harper, and everyone always tell me it's nothing. You guys look at me like some crazy guy and leave me out of whatever you guys are saying!" he paused, catching his breath, "I'm tired of it man, just tell me. I mean, how bad can it be?"

"Fine," Justin said, giving in, partly because of guilt " I thought you had gone in there to, you know, play with yourself"

"Oh," said Max, " no, I just had to piss, and then I tucked in my dick in my boxers so no one would notice my boner, see?" he said leaning back and using both hands to point at the head of his dick, peeking from the waist band.

"Oh, I see," Justin answered biting his lip hard to keep himself from moaning.

"You okay?" asked Max, with a look of confusion falling over his face.

"Yeah, I'm fine, I need to shower," answered Justin in a breathy voice, quickly walking into the restroom before Max could notice his growing erection. Closing the door behind him, Justin leaned back and took a few deep breaths trying to analyze what was going on. Okay, I may be slightly attracted to my little brother, he thought to himself, but, you could argue that he's not really that little. I mean his dick is huge! Apparently the Russo's are blessed, dong-wise. Stop it, Justin, stop it! He's your little, uh, your younger brother, and it would be wrong. So wrong, so so wrong.. and hot. Justin slapped himself before looking into the mirror, all I need is a nice, COLD shower and then I'll be fine, he thought. So he quickly stripped and turned on the cold water.

He stepped into the freezing cold shower wondering if it really was worth freezing his nerps of just to avoid incestuous thoughts. He didn't have to think twice, of course it was. After a couple of minutes, the water paid off and his dick was now as soft as snow, and as cold too. He finished his shower and walked out but to his dismay his thoughts strayed back to Max's cock and his rod quickly grew to full length, a whopping eight-inches. He looked down at his swollen organ, debating whether he should masturbate to relieve his tension before he went back out for breakfast or not. He wanted to, he really did, but he knew that if he did he would be wanking to the thought of his younger brother and that scared him to no end. And so he stood there, completely naked, leaning on the sink in the middle of the bathroom, intensely focused on his massive cock, trying to us will-power to pull his flag down, at least to half-mast.

Meanwhile, in his room Max had yet to deal with his manhood. He had originally intended to relieve himself in his room but upon Justin's inquiry he had decided that it would be a better idea if he did it in the bathroom, that way he wouldn't have to worry about anyone walking in on him. Justin is so smart like that, he thought to himself. Having heard the shower-water go off minutes earlier he assumed that Justin was probably already out. So he picked up his towel, put on a pair of pants and walked out of his room and towards the bathroom, hard-on still safely tucked behind his boxer's waistband. When he reached the door, he grabbed a hold of the doorknob and was about to turn it when he heard a quiet sound in the restroom. He stopped for a moment, wondering if Justin still might be in there, then reasoned that if he was the door would be locked and so he turned the doorknob and opened the door.

Max's attention was of the short kind, that was something everyone was well aware of, and so in between turning the door knob and the opening of the door Max's mind drifted to a thread at the bottom of his pants' leg, it was an unusual thing to be distracted by but it distracted him nonetheless. Looking down at the thread, he giggled to himself as it tickled the side of his foot with every step he took. It wasn't until he saw a pair of larger feet in front of his that he realized that he wasn't alone. When he looked up, the first thing he saw was Justin's shocked and embarrassed bright, red face. He stared at him for a while, puzzled by Justin's reaction, before it dawned on him why he was so embarrassed. By this time Justin had managed to partially recover. "Max, close the damn door!" yelled Justin in a hushed whisper.

"Okay," answered Max, wide-eyed as he did it.

"You were supposed to get out, Max!" yelled Justin again, in the same quiet whisper.

"Oh, my bad." said Max, not moving an inch. Instead, Max was now fixated on Justin's raging hard-on, growing more aroused the more he stared. Max had never been interested in boys, but now he was really beginning to question his sexuality.

"Max! What are you doing!" he whisper-yelled, desperately trying to cover his monster-cock with his hands.

"Dude, I can still see your balls," laughed Max. Justin gave him a murderous stare, "Sorry, man, sorry. Anyways, why are you so hard, why didn't you jack off in the shower like you always do?"

"I don't do that, Max," Justin said undignified. "I just like to really, savor my showers," he went on, lying through his teeth.

"Dude, whatever, it's a good idea, that's what I came here to do," said Max nonchalantly.

"Really?" asked Justin, feeling a surge of precum gush out as he thought about it.

"Yeah, and if you want, you can join me," said Max with a devilish grin.

"Dude!" exclaimed Justin, feeling a surge of blood go to his face, and another to his hardened organ. Max turned around and locked the door, then quickly looked at Justin, a mischievous look in his eyes.

"Come on! You know you want it. Why else are you still so hard?" he asked slowly closing in on Justin.

"Max!" he exclaimed.

'You know, I've never been interested in guys before like, a minute ago, but now.."

"Max!"

"You're dick looks so fucking good, I can't believe I never even thought about it before!"

"Max?" he whimpered at Max, who now stood before him.

"Yeah?" he asked absentmindedly, his attention focused on his brother's dick.

"Please stop." said Justin scared of what might happen next.

"Why?" he asked moving a hand towards Justin's dick.

"Because, it's wrong." he said, inhaling sharply when Max's finger made contact him.

"But why?" he asked now pinching his cock in between his thumb and index.

"Because," he tried to reason, but quickly faltered, feeling Max's entire hand envelop his cock.

"Because?" asked Max, looking up at him from below his long eyelashes, slowly pumping Justin's cock. Justin couldn't help but moan at the feeling his brother's warm hand, softly going up and down his hardness.

"I-I d-don't know," he finally said, giving in to Max's teasing.

"Then why-" said Max looking back down at his brother's throbbing member, " -not?" he asked before slipping his wet mouth over his brother's cock.

"Aaah!" gasped Justin and quickly bit his lip to stop himself from yelling too loud.

"Mmm?" questioned Max his mouth now halfway down Justin's boner. The pleasure had Justin looking at the ceiling eyes wide and breathless.

"Max, this is wrong," groaned Justin, trying resist indulging into temptation.

"Mm-mmm" hummed Max, looking up at Justin with his dark brown eyes, the corners of his thick, cock-sucking lips turning up into a smile.

"Oh!" moaned Justin, incredibly turned on by the sight of his little brother in between his legs, giving him a blowjob. Seeing Justin's reaction, Max started to bob his head faster, and began to play with his brother's massive balls, trying to do whatever he could to bring him over the edge.

"Oh fuck no," groaned Justin, lifting his hands and hesitating a couple of times before finally sticking them in Max's messy hair, " Oh fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck no. I'm gonna cum Maxie, get off, I'm gonna cum!" Max looked up at him and chuckled. Even though Justin's mouth was saying one thing, his hands were saying another. Justin was pushing his cock, deeper into Max's mouth, trying to get as much of himself as possible into Max before he came. Looking down at Max, he moved his right hand to Max's face to stroke his cheeks in an attempt to show his true affection for him as his older brother amidst the sexual circumstances . Feeling his balls tightening he realized he was about to lose control, and as a caring gesture he swept Max's hair from his face and stared deeply into his eyes. His member started to shake violently, Justin's mouth remained agape, arousing Max to no end, before he finally releasing load after load of creamy white jizz into his brother's expectant mouth.. As Justin continued to orgasm Max started to choke on the copious amounts of cum his brother was shooting into him and pulled off, white driblets dripping from his full, pink lips. Justin sprayed the remainder of his seed into Max's face , leaving long, hot streaks his juice all over his face and hair.

Max looked up and smiled crookedly and asked, "So, how was I?" Justin sighed heavily and smiled in disbelief.

"I didn't know you were so good at that." he answered shaking his head.

"Neither did I," said Max in a flirtatious tone. He grabbed Justin's rapidly softening dick and played with it. Then looking up he added, "Dude, you cum a lot."

Justin stretched out his hand and pulled Max up from his knees, "Now I want to see how much you can cum."

"Okay, but you better watch out 'cause I cum a storm!"said Max obnoxiously.

"Yeah, we'll see," said Justin pulling him in for a kiss.