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Yoü and I

Chapter 5 – Brothers With Benefits

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After Cole fled into his bathroom, I shook my head in total shock.

"Unbelievable," I said out loud before making my way out of his room.

I went downstairs and decided to watch some TV, wanting to forget about what just happened.

Maybe this isn't what Cole wanted, after all.

'But I was always so good at reading him before…' I thought to myself, mindlessly flipping through the channels.

I came across an African wildlife program, which managed to draw my attention. And pretty soon all the thoughts of what happened five minutes ago were gone. Until I heard Cole's voice from somewhere behind me, that is.

"Dylan?" I heard him say, turning my head a little to see where he was.

"Hey," I said tiredly, spotting him over by the kitchen.

I turned my attention back towards the TV, ignoring his existence. It was time to give him a taste of his own medicine.

When I felt him sitting down next to me, I didn't even spare a glance in his direction. But his presence caused the memories to come flooding back, and I couldn't help myself from letting out a giant sigh.

Then, all of a sudden, I could see Cole moving closer to me from the corner of my eye. I tilted my head slightly in his direction, but when I saw how close he was, I forced myself to look at the screen again. I desperately wanted to feel his lips again, but I just couldn't let him win this easily.

But then, just like that, Cole grabbed me by the neck and smashed our lips together.

I responded almost instantly, loving the fact that Cole was taking control like this. I started kissing him harder, and I felt him work his way onto my lap. I pushed my hands underneath his shirt, exploring his flawless skin that was hidden beneath the fabric. And after a while I could feel him starting to grind his hips against mine.

I couldn't help myself from letting out a slight moan. It felt fucking awesome.

But after that, he just stopped. Abruptly. He placed a small peck on my lips before pulling completely back.

He got up on his feet and looked at me awkwardly.

"I – uhm... Good night," he said, starting to make his way over to the stairs.

But I followed him. I couldn't understand why he was just up and leaving like this.

"What the hell, Cole?" I asked him, grabbing him by the arm.

I looked into his eyes, almost as if I was trying to read his thoughts. But I couldn't. So I just waited patiently for a reply.

"I just… Thanks for the bath," he said after a while, looking really uncomfortable.

"Uh, you're welcome?" I told him, a little confused.

That was definitely not the answer I was expecting.

"Dylan…" he started. "Thank you. For everything."

"Okay, look. Can you please just tell me what's going on?" I told him, a little irritated by the fact that he kept avoiding the subject.

And with that, he kissed me again. It was a short kiss, but it was filled with passion.

"I love you. Probably more than I should. It's just that… I don't wanna go all the way yet. At least not tonight," he said, looking into my eyes.

'Did he just say he loves me?'

I didn't know how to respond. So I just nodded. And smiled. He smiled back after a while, before finally making his way up the stairs and over to his room.

I just stood there in the living room, smiling like a complete idiot.

I glanced over at the clock a few minutes later, noticing that it was already 10 PM. So I grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge, and made my way up to my own bedroom.

I closed the door and plopped down on my bed. As soon as my head hit the pillow, my thoughts immediately wandered back to Cole. The kiss replayed itself in my mind over and over again, the sensation of Cole's lips against my own getting better and better every time.

I didn't even realize that I'd started stroking myself somewhere along the way. Until I was interrupted by Cole's voice, that is.

"What are you doing?" he asked suddenly, standing in the doorway.

"Uh…" I replied awkwardly, looking at my hand that was tightly wrapped around my throbbing member.

Cole just stood there, staring. And even though the situation was growing weirder by the minute, I couldn't bring myself to stop what I was doing. For some reason I loved the thought of Cole seeing me like this.

After a few seconds he seemed to snap out of the trance he was in. And just like that, he disappeared down the hallway.

I pulled on my boxers, trying my best to hide my aching boner beneath the soft fabric before running after him. I reached his room just in time to stop him from closing the door.

"Go away," he said as he tried to force the door shut.

"No," I replied, pushing back.

"Seriously, Dylan. You have to leave," he said again, only this time it sounded like he was almost begging.

"Look, I'm sorry for freaking you out like that. I don't know why I didn't just stop," I told him apologetically.

"It's not you, Dyl. It's me. I'm seriously turned on right now," he said shyly.

And hearing those words made my dick throb even more.

"Let me help you, then," I suggested seductively, finally pushing the door open and making my way inside.

Cole just looked at me for a while before he spoke. "I'm scared, Dyl. What if everything changes between us after this? What if it totally ruins our relationship?"

"It won't," I told him, placing a soft kiss on his lips. "I promise."

And that was all the reassurance he needed. He started kissing me wildly, wrapping his arms around my neck. I stumbled back a bit, caught off guard by his sudden attack, and we both fell onto his bed. He pushed himself up by his arms and looked into my eyes, smiling lustfully.

"Well then, let's take care of that problem of yours," he said seductively as he placed a quick kiss on my lips.

He pulled off my boxers with one swift movement, and started licking the shaft of my rock hard dick. He started fondling my balls with his left hand, playfully massaging them between his fingers.

I let out a moan of pleasure when he started licking the head of my pulsating dick, and it took every ounce of my willpower not to cum there and then. He started licking the slit, swallowing the precum that was practically oozing out by this point.

"Hmmm… You taste nice," he said, glancing up towards me.

"Cole… I'm really close," I told him, still trying my best to last as long as I possibly could.

He started stroking me then, squeezing my dick tightly in his hand. A few seconds later I erupted all over his face, a few strands of cum finding their way into my brother's hair. He licked the slit of my cock again, taking care of the last bit of cum that was still leaking out.

"Different, but still good," he said, looking up at me once more.

I just smiled at him, mentally thanking my brother for the best orgasm of my life. He lied down next to me, staring deeply into my eyes.

"I guess it's my turn, now," I told him, connecting our lips for what felt like the hundredth time that night.

I hooked my fingers around the waistband of Cole's pants, pulling them down together with his underwear.

"Wow, I'm impressed…" I said as Cole's enormous dick sprang to life in front of me.

He was just about the same size as me, but I'd never seen a dick so close up before. And I had to admit, it was kind of beautiful. Just like the rest of my brother.

I started stroking him, loving the look of pleasure that was plastered across his face. After a while I started quickening my pace, suddenly wondering what my brother's cum tasted like. He threw his head back and let out a few very audible moans, which caused me to pick up my pace even more.

"Dyl, I'm almost there," he said, and I could feel his cock starting to twitch in my hand.

I opened my mouth wide and waited for him to shoot his load. Pretty soon my face was completely covered in his cum, with only a few strands actually making it into my mouth.

Although it tasted pretty strange, I had to admit. I could really get used to this.

I went to lie down next to my brother again, smiling at the realization of what just happened. I couldn't believe that after weeks of barely talking to each other, we'd be lying in bed, completely naked and spent.

I looked deeply into his eyes, and we ended up just staring at each other for a while.

"I love you," I told him, hoping it would help him realize that nothing was about to change between us.

Of course things were going to be different from now on, but in a good way. We'd still be brothers, we'd still be twins, and we'd still mean the world to each other. It's just that, from now on, we'd be fuck buddies, too...