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Chris was lying on his bed, spread out like a starfish, as he stared at the ceiling. 21 minutes had gone by, and he hadn’t cum once.
He counted every single second and minute that went by until he got to 21, and he didn’t know what went wrong.
He had spent all his time with his family and friends, occasionally making time for himself to satisfy his needs, and now all of a sudden he was sexually frustrated.
He tried jerking off, porn, using a sock, watching himself, listening to audios, circling his tip, teasing himself, making a makeshift masturbation sleeve with a condom with lube in it, playing with his balls, and teasing his nipples, but nothing worked no matter what he did.
He was starting to get desperate, to the point where he almost texted some random person to have a one-night stand with.
He was quickly taken out of that mindset when his phone started to ring and fell out of his hand, making it land on his face. “Shit,” he cursed to himself as he rubbed his nose.
He answered the call and was met with Nick's face way too close to the camera. “What do you want?”
"Woah, calm down, Mr. Grumpy Mc Grumpy Pants. I just wanted to know if you were doing anything.”
“I’m sorry, and no, I’m free." Nick backed up from the camera and smiled. “Great, come up to my room then; I want to watch TV with you.”
"Alright, give me a minute." Nick stuck his tongue out at him before hanging up the call.
Chris rolled his eyes and got up. He looked down at his pants; his boner didn’t look that noticeable to him, at least.
He stuffed his phone into his pocket and made his way up to Nick's room.
He climbed all the stairs with ease and soon found himself standing in front of Nick's door. He knocked on his door in a neat little pattern before letting himself in.
“Holy shit, your room is hot,” Chris said while shutting the door. “Thanks, captain; obvious I had no clue." Nick rolled his eyes.
Chris smiled at Nick's attitude. "So, what are we watching?” He asked, walking to the bed and crawling onto it.
Nick laid back, on his pillows, supporting him up, and spreading his legs. "I was thinking of watching a comedy."
Chris’ eyes widen. Nick looked so enticing, with his legs spread and looking up at Chris.
"Chris, are you going to come or not?” Nick held his hands out for Chris. Chris took a deep breath and crawled into Nick's arms.
Nick loved it when Matt and Chris laid in between his legs because he got to watch TV and play with their hair.
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If Chris knew laying in between Nick's legs and watching a 2-hour movie would make him painfully hard, he never would’ve agreed to this.
The heat between Nick's legs was driving him crazy. He couldn’t handle this; it was too much for him to try to stop his urges.
Chris couldn’t help himself; he started to rub small circles on Nick's inner thigh.
Nick let out a sigh but didn’t say anything.
This was torture. Chris couldn’t control himself anymore.
He turned to his stomach, making Nick look down at him. “What happened? Did I accidentally pull your hair again?”
"Nick, I really, really need this.”
“Need wha-” Nick's eyes widen, and he freezes when Chris pulls his underwear to the side, exposing his pussy.
He immediately grabbed the bottom of his shirt and pulled it down to cover himself.
“What’s wrong with you?!”
“Nick!” He jumped before looking Chris dead in the eyes. “W-what?”
“I really need this. I don’t know what’s going on, but I’m sexually frustrated, and if you don’t let me fuck you, I’ll have to go find some random stranger who will. Just let me make you feel good because we’ll both get something out of this.”
Nick's eyes were so wide that Chris thought they would fall out of his eye sockets at this point.
"Please let me have this." Chris whispered Nick's eyes softened as he looked down at him with a small blush on his cheeks.
With clear hesitation, Nick let go of his shirt, allowing it to shoot up and display his pussy again.
“Just do this quick before I change my mind." Nick let out a small yelp when Chris pushed his legs further apart.
Chris pulled Nick down, dragging him closer to him and putting his pussy right in his face.
Chris rubbed Nick's clit in a circle with his thumb, “Your perfect." Chris mumbled before licking his clit, making Nick jump out of surprise.
That felt weird.
Chris circled his tongue around his clit before sucking it. Nick cried out and put his hand in Chris’ hair.
“C-Chris wait” Chris licked Nick's clit before moving down and licking his hole. Chris moaned at the taste of Nick. He put his hands on Nick's thighs and pushed them back, pushing his legs closer to his chest.
Chris dipped his tongue into Nick's hole before pulling it out and sucking on his clit again. He gripped Nick's thigh with his left hand and rubbed Nick's clit with his right.
“C-Chris” Nick whimpered, and Chris moved his finger faster, making Nick pull his hair.
Chris started on Nick's clit again, licking it, sucking it, and flicking it with his tongue. Nick was going crazy.
Chris slowly pushed his middle finger into his wet cunt, making him squirm from the double stimulation.
Chris slowly thrusted his finger in and out; he stopped teasing Nick's clit with his tongue just so he could look at him.
He loved how Nick looked; he loved the blush on his faces, the tears in his eyes, how he tried to stay quiet so he didn’t alarm Matt, and how he tried to hide his face because of how embarrassed he was.
Chris could only watch in amazement how his finger effortlessly slid in and out of Nick, covered in a glossy coat of Nick's juices.
He picked up his speed, thrusting his fingers deeper into Nick's cunt.
He looked up and saw that Nick's eyes were squeezed shut while his lips were pressed in a thin line. Chris pulled out his finger and added his ring finger.
The new intrusion made Nick squeak. Chris started up at the same speed and thrusted his fingers deep into Nick.
Nick shook his head and closed his legs, trapping Chris’ hand between them. “Are you trying to get me to stop?” He nodded. “This won’t help you. The only thing you did was trap my fingers in your pussy.” Chris smiled at him before moving his fingers again. It was a bit harder to do, but he made it work.
Nick cried from the overwhelming feeling. Chris opened his legs and then started to play with his clit as he fingered him. “F-fuck, no.”
Chris thrusted his fingers faster and deeper; he moved at a relentless speed before he stopped and pressed up.
Nick screamed before he came onto Chris’ fingers. Chris stopped all his actions and slowly pulled his fingers out of Nick, and putting them into his mouth.
“You taste so good." Nick didn’t say anything; he stayed on the bed, shaking as he tried to come down from his intense orgasm.
"Also, I didn’t know you, squirt." Nick used his shirt to cover himself again before closing his eyes. He couldn’t stop shaking.
“Don’t cover yourself; I didn’t even get to fuck you yet." Chris said before pulling off his tank top and his sweat pants. Nick could only watch as Chris striped down to nothing before he crawled onto the bed.
He grabbed Nick's ankle and dragged him to him. He opened Nick's legs and pulled his shirt up.
He loved how Nick looked under him; his once loud, sarcastic, funny brother was under him, shaking as he let Chris use him.
Chris took his cock into his hand and rubbed it up and down Nick's pussy. He pushed the tip in, then immediately took it back out. “You ready?” He slapped his cock against his sensitive pussy, making him convulse.
Chris didn’t wait for Nick's answer; he thrusted into him with one thrust, making Nick immediately grab onto his arms.
The tears in his eyes finally fell when Chris started to pound into him.
Nick clenched around his cock, making Chris squeeze his hips as he groaned from pleasure. “You're so tight,” Chris said before kissing Nick.
Nick tried to keep up with Chris’ pace.
Everything was moving too fast and too overwhelming for him; he could taste himself on Chris’ tongue.
He moaned into Chris’ mouth when he sped up his thrust. Chris slid his hand in between their bodies and started to flick Nick's clit again every once and awhile, gently squeezing it in away. Nick would feel pain that was quickly dominated by pleasure.
Chris broke the kiss before moving to Nick's neck. He left hickeys and bites on his neck while his hand teased his nipple.
“T-too much” Nick couldn’t handle all the stimulation Chris was giving him.
“I’m close,” Chris groaned before gripping Nick's thighs and speeding up his thrust, fucking him at a merciless speed, leaving Nick no choice but to cum on his cock as Chris came in.
Nick twitched and convulsed at his sensitivity. Chris slowly pulled out of him, trying his best not to overstimulate him.
Chris laid beside Nick and pulled him into his chest. “Thanks, Nick, you're really helpful." Chris smiled at him even though he couldn’t see it. “Anytime,” Nick replied before slowly drifting off to sleep as Chris soon followed behind.