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“I honestly think I know you guys better than you guys even know yourselves.” Matt glared at Chris while Nick just rolled his eyes. Chris sat there with a cocky grin.
“You knew one thing that I didn't about Nick, and now you know us better than we know ourselves?” Matt scoffed, about two minutes ago. Matt and Nick were talking then. Matt said something about a fruit he thought Nick liked.
It turns out he didn't, and because of that, Chris saw the chance to correct him and immediately took it. He told Matt that Nick didn't like the fruit and gave him a whole reason as to why Nick doesn't like that same fruit.
“Are you sure you know us so well?” Nick asked, Chris nodded; he was 100% confident he knew everything and anything about his brother's. He watched Matt's face light up as Nick whispered something in his ear.
“Alright, you think you know us so well? Let's test that. Matt said as he and Nick got up Chris jumped up, ready for whatever they have planned for him.
~+~
Chris was sitting crisscrossed on Nick's bed as Nick tied a blindfold around his eyes. “Alright, can you see anything?” Chris shook his head. “Ok, so what are you guys going to do to prove I'm wrong?”
“we’re gonna fuck you,” they watched as Chris’ whole body froze for a second. “So that's why you made me take off my clothes and left me in my boxers?” He was ignored
“How this is gonna go is we’re gonna fuck you, and you have to guess who's fucking you, but you can't see or touch us, 'cause that would be cheating, but this won't be a problem for you 'cause you know us, right?” Chris gulped before nodding slowly.
Chris slowly fell back when he felt one of them push him down. He was stripped of his briefs and was now completely exposed. He gasped when he felt cold liquid drip onto his cock.
One of them took his cock in their hand and stroked it, spreading the lube all over his cock. “Can you tell who's stroking you?” Chris whimpered. He actually couldn't. “M-Matt?” he guessed.
He whined when someone slapped his cock; they did it twice before softly kissing the tip. “No silly, it was me, Nick.” Chris let out a shaky breath. “Are you going to slap my cock every time I get it wrong?”
“No, actually, the more you get wrong, the longer it will take for you to cum, but if you answer right three times, we’ll let you go.” Nick said stroking his cock faster Chris gasped before licking his lips.
Nick stopped stroking his cock, making Chris pout, which quickly disappeared when something snug slid down his cock and stopped at the base of his dick.
“Nick and I will be in control of your orgasms.” Chris groaned; he hated the cock ring, but his brothers insisted that he wear it often, but Chris knew they only liked it because they got to be in control.
"Are you ready, Chris?" Nick asked him; he nodded, and just like that, all sensations were gone. The room was silent; there was no sound. Chris lay on the bed unmoving.
He shrieked when someone touched his leg; normally his brothers would laugh or make fun of him for something like that, but they didn't. The room was still quiet except for the sound of the person adjusting themselves between Chris' legs.
Chris whined when he felt one of their cocks probe his hole; he was gonna complain about being teased, but the words left his mouth when he pushed his cock in all the way.
The person held onto his thighs and pushed them closer to his chest before pounding into him. Chris cried as he wasn't ready for the sudden pace change; it caught him off guard.
"Fuck! N-Nick?" He guessed he didn't get an answer, so he wasn't sure if he was right.
He was so sure it was Nick because he was usually more rough than Matt was. He whimpered as one of his brothers fucked into his prostate, hitting it with every hard thrust.
Chris gripped onto the sheets as his back arched. He wanted to tell him to slow down, but he just couldn't get the words out. He whined when one of them began to fist his cock.
He cried and was going to try to push away his hands but remembered he couldn't. "W-wait, please!" He didn't want to be pushed to his orgasm because he wouldn't even be able to have it.
He could feel tears welling in his eyes; he threw his head back as the person just kept going. He could feel himself growing close; he needed to cum so badly.
His whole body began to shake as he grew closer and closer until he eventually came. Of course, nothing came because it couldn't, but it was still frustrating.
The person stopped stroking him and pulled out, and then the room was quiet again. A whole minute passed before someone started to touch him again.
His brother took his time to slowly turn him onto his stomach and position him how he wanted him, which was his lower half in the air while the upper half stayed pinned to the bed.
He could remember one of his brothers saying that they loved this position, but he couldn't remember who.
He held onto the sheets and waited for them to make the first move. He lay there in silence for a bit, unmoving, so his brothers could imagine his surprise when one of them just suddenly pushed their full cock in.
Chris gasped, and he began to twitch. He was already convinced that this was Nick, his brother. He held onto the back of his neck and pounded into him. He squealed as his prostate was abused.
He didn't know how, but they were just immediately finding his prostate. He could feel himself grow weak. He cried when he grabbed a handful of his hair and pulled his head back. He still wasn't sure since one of his brothers usually pulled his hair.
"Nick?!" He asked again; he whined. When his brother began to stroke his cock again, he cried, and his legs automatically closed. He was overstimulated, and it was only the second round.
His brother fucked him harder, making him scream. He let go of his hair and held onto his arms instead, pinning them to his back. Chris shook his head as tears began to fall; maybe he didn't know his brothers as well as he thought he did.
"D-don't make me." He tried to plead, but it was too late; as he orgasmed, he let out a frustrated cry when nothing came out. Again, he hated this game, but he was too determined to get at least one guess right before he quit.
He whined when he was pulled up and sat on someone. The person held onto his waist and pulled him up. He squirmed when he was lowered onto a cock. "C-can I touch you?" He asked, his voice shaky. His brother grabbed his hands and placed them on his chest.
He then held onto Chris' hips and began to thrust up into him. Chris screamed as his prostate was mercilessly pounded into "M-Matt?!" He cried but got no answer, so he couldn't confirm if he was wrong or right.
He convulsed when he began to stroke his cock. "N-no," he tried to close his legs and push his hand away. He whimpered when the hand squeezed his cock tight in a painful grip.
His brother never stopped pounding into him the whole time until he "came."
Chris shook as he tried to catch his breath. He had to admit he sucked at this; he hadn't guessed right, not even once. He almost felt ashamed; he knew he felt embarrassed, especially because of the way he was acting earlier.
His brother pulled out, turned him around, and lay him on his back on top of him. Chris wasn't sure if he could keep this up; he was getting tired.
"I-I can't go much longer," he told them; he assumed they nodded their head even though he couldn't see.
He whined when one of them pushed into him again; he assumed it was the same person.
Before Chris could guess, he felt another cock nudge his entrance. He squealed when he felt the tip of his brother's cock enter his filled hole. He squirmed the entire time his brother slowly pushed in.
Chris whimpered when his cock was completely in; he felt so full he gasped. When they began to slowly thrust into him, he felt so sensitive.
They slowly picked up their pace until they were fucking him fast and hard, making him let out high-pitched cries every once in a while.
"I-I can't!" He whined as he held onto one of their shoulders. "Guess," his brother underneath him whispered into his ear before gently biting it.
"B-both of y-you!" He screamed the answer was obvious, and he wasn't sure if they were just teasing him or if they would actually stop.
"Good job, Chris!" They both praised him; he could hear the happiness in their tone of voice. The cock ring was taken off his cock, and he was relieved. But he knew he would never play this game again.
The blindfold was then removed, and he was now face to face with Matt. "I'm g-gonna cum," he whimpered.
His brother's picked up their pace, fucking him fast; the sound of skin clapping filled the room, and it overwhelmed Chris.
Chris came between his and Matt's stomach; he shook from oversensitivity as he let his brothers have their way with him, but they weren't too far as they came in him soon after.
He loved how it felt to be stuffed full of his brother's seed after both of them just fucked him.
~+~
Chris lay comfortably under Nick's arm as they watched TV. They had cleaned up, but Matt was still in the shower. "Do you still think you know?" Nick suddenly asked in a teasing tone.
Chris rolled his eyes at his brother. "I know you guys well enough, and that's all that matters." Nick chuckled before kissing his forehead and focusing back on the TV.