Brothers - Part 1 (Patreon)

Austin entered his parents’ house before Jason could even get both feet over the threshold. The place was warm and peaceful, spotless in a way that made it clear that there weren’t kids or teens in the house anymore.

“Mom? Dad? We’re home!” Austin called out as he walked in.

Behind him, Jason ducked slightly under the doorframe without really needing to, and his massive shoulders filled the doorway so much that the sunlight from outside dimmed for a moment. Archie walked in right behind them, kicking the door closed with the heel of his shoe, far less concerned about making a formal entrance.

“Surprise,” Archie added casually, dropping his backpack near the stairs like he had done a thousand times growing up.

For a few seconds, the house stayed quiet, then footsteps sounded down the hallway. Albert and Anne Pearson came from the living room, looking confused at first and then instantly shocked when they realized who was standing in the entryway.

“Austin?” Anne said, blinking in disbelief. “Archie?” Her surprise melted into excitement.

Albert Pearson stepped forward first. At 42, he looked a lot like his sons—the resemblance was obvious the moment you looked at him. His frame had the same naturally broad shoulders and strong arms, though age had thickened him a bit around the middle. He was slightly shorter than both boys, but the structure was still there—a solid build that suggested he had been just as athletic when he was younger.

Anne Pearson was clearly the source of the brothers’ striking looks. She had the same bright eyes and soft features that both boys had inherited, and even after years of raising two energetic sons, she moved with breathtaking grace. Her hair fell neatly around her shoulders, and when she smiled, the whole room seemed to brighten.

“What are you two doing here?” she asked, walking toward them quickly. “It’s spring break! I thought you’d be off somewhere with friends or doing something exciting.”

Austin laughed as his mom wrapped him in a hug. “What, coming home isn’t exciting?”

“Don’t twist my words,” she said, squeezing him tight before letting go.

Albert pulled Austin into a hug next, clapping him on the back with a firm grip. “Good to see you, son,” he said.

Archie approached next, getting the same treatment. Anne hugged him, though Archie squirmed after a second, like younger siblings often do when affection lasted too long.

“Alright, alright,” Archie said, laughing as he pulled away. “I just got here; you don’t have to suffocate me.”

“Don’t act like you don’t love it when we hug our baby,” Anne replied, smiling.

Then, Albert and Anne noticed the enormous figure standing behind Austin. Jason had taken a respectful step back, giving the family their moment, but his size made it impossible to ignore him for long. He stood there with hands casually behind his back—a posture that made him look even more imposing.

Both parents looked up at him, and Austin stood beside Jason.

“Oh—right,” Austin said. “This is Jason. A friend from school. He’s staying with us during spring break if you don’t mind.”

Jason stepped forward with the most polite smile Austin had ever seen on his face, a smile that looked warm, respectful, and genuine. It softened the intimidating effect of his massive size and made him seem likable. Austin had seen Jason charm people before—professors, classmates, random strangers—but this time his face was something else entirely. Jason looked like he had switched on a special setting just for parents.

Jason’s look was devastatingly charming, and for a second, Austin’s knees almost buckled because he knew exactly what Jason was doing, and the worst part was that it was working perfectly. Jason extended his hand toward Albert first, standing up straight without looking stiff, managing to look respectful and intimidating at the same time.

“It’s so good to meet you, sir,” Jason said as they shook hands. His voice was calm and polite, and his grip was strong but careful. “Austin had told me wonderful things about you. Now I see where he got the strong build and the good manners, sir.”

Albert blinked once, clearly caught off guard by both the compliment and the size of the young man standing before him. He glanced briefly at Jason’s massive arm still holding his hand and then laughed. “Well,” he said, still shaking Jason’s hand for a second longer than expected, “that’s quite the introduction.”

Jason then turned toward Anne and offered his hand to her as well, lowering it slightly so the height difference didn’t feel awkward. “And it’s nice to meet you, too, ma’am,” he said. “Austin always brags about his looks, but now I see who he got them from.”

Anne couldn’t stop the small laugh that escaped her lips, clearly flattered, and shook his hand while looking him up and down for a moment. “My goodness,” she said softly. “You are a very polite young man. Austin should learn a few things from you.”

“Hey! I’m polite as well,” Austin complained, but nobody seemed to notice.

Jason grinned, and for a moment, there was a brief pause as the parents processed the enormous young man standing in their hallway. The contrast between his massive linebacker build and his incredibly good manners made the whole moment slightly surreal in the most charming way possible.

Then Anne chuckled. “Well,” she said, “I’m happy Austin brought a friend home. A very charming one, I must say.”

Albert nodded in agreement and patted Jason’s enormous shoulder. “Yeah,” he said. “Welcome home, son. This is your house too while you’re here.”

Jason smiled gratefully. “Thank you, sir.”

“You must be starving after that drive,” Anne said. “I’ll make something for lunch.”

Jason looked sideways at Austin with a playful look before answering politely. “I am starving,” he admitted. “Austin didn’t want to stop anywhere on the way here.”

Albert groaned playfully. “That sounds like him,” he said.

“What?” Austin protested. “What does that even mean?”

“Come on, Jason,” Albert said, waving the big guy toward the kitchen. “Let’s get you fed.”

The parents began walking down the hallway, with Jason following behind them. Halfway there, the big guy looked back over his shoulder and winked at Austin, making him blush. Archie noticed it instantly and frowned for a second.

“Well done, bro,” Archie said with a grin. “First impressions are always important.” Then he followed the others into the kitchen.

Austin stayed in the hallway for a second longer, shaking his head and smiling. “Maybe this wasn’t a bad idea after all,” he said.

Lunch quickly turned into a full family event. Anne cooked far more food than necessary, as she always did when both boys came home. Jason couldn’t stop eating as both parents offered them more, despite his insisting he was already full.

Albert leaned back in his chair at one point, studying Jason across the table. “So,” he said, “what do you do to get that big?”

Jason laughed. “A lot of lifting,” he said. “And a lot of eating, sir.”

Anne immediately placed another serving onto his plate. “Then you definitely need more,” she said. “Believe me, we won’t let you starve as Austin did during the drive here.”

Jason accepted it with a grateful smile. “Thanks, ma’am.”

Austin watched the whole thing with disbelief. Jason was ridiculously charming, answering every question politely, laughing at Albert’s jokes, complimenting Anne’s cooking, and somehow making it look completely natural.

At one point, Albert asked about his training routine, and Jason casually flexed his arm while explaining one of his workouts.

Archie leaned forward on his elbows, clearly entertained. “Do you bench press cars or just normal weights?” he asked.

Jason grinned. “Only on weekends.”

Austin kicked Archie’s foot under the table. “Don’t give him ideas.”

Archie only smirked as Jason flexed some more.

By late afternoon, Jason had helped Albert move a heavy cabinet in the garage—a bulky piece of furniture that normally required two people. Jason had grabbed one end of it with those huge arms of his and lifted it like it barely weighed anything. The muscles in his shoulders and chest shifted under the tight fabric of his T‑shirt while Albert watched with impressed shock.

After that, Jason fixed a loose hinge on the back gate, crouching down in the yard with his broad back stretching the shirt across his shoulders while he worked. Even something simple like using a screwdriver made the muscles in his forearms flex and tighten, and the veins along his arms stood out as he moved.

Austin noticed every bit of it and had to keep reminding himself not to stare too obviously while they were all outside. From the porch, he watched Jason stand up again, looking like he had stepped straight out of a fitness magazine while somehow still acting like the most polite guest in the world. Archie noticed it too, though he said nothing, leaning against the porch railing while studying the whole picture with curious attention before eventually following them back inside, where Jason somehow charmed Anne into letting him help cook dinner as well.

The big guy was everywhere, and the family couldn’t help but admire his willingness to help and how good he looked while doing it all. When Austin said he still had to bring their bags inside, Jason insisted on carrying both his and Austin’s from the truck.

Then, Anne led Jason down the hallway. “This will be your room,” she said, opening the guest bedroom door.

The room was simple but comfortable, with a neatly made bed, a dresser, and a window that looked out onto the backyard.

“Make yourself feel at home,” Anne said kindly. “And if you need anything—literally anything—just let me know.”

“Thank you, ma’am,” Jason said. “I appreciate you letting me stay here.”

She smiled and left the room.

Jason dropped his bag near the bed and rolled his shoulders in a slow stretch. The movement made the fabric of his shirt pull tight across his chest and arms. He looked around the room with a grin, clearly pleased with the setup.

“Not bad,” he said to Austin with a small approving nod. “Honestly, I was expecting a couch in the living room or something.”

Austin stood at the doorframe with his arms loosely crossed, watching him with a smirk. “You’re a guest. I knew you wouldn’t be staying on the couch,” he replied. “Just try not to destroy anything while you’re here.”

Jason laughed and took a few steps closer. His playful side returned the moment Anne had left, and they were finally alone for the first time since arriving. The closeness in the small guest room made Austin instinctively straighten a little.

“No promises,” Jason said, dropping his voice into the teasing tone Austin knew well.

Before Austin could react, Jason leaned in and quickly kissed him. It was a fast, impulsive press of their lips, but it was enough to make Austin look toward the door like they had just committed a crime.

“Jason—” Austin said under his breath as he cleared his throat and stepped back, trying to look like he had been standing there normally the whole time.

The door opened almost at that exact moment.

Archie walked into the room carrying a neatly folded blanket, pushing the door open with his shoulder as he stepped inside. He slowed slightly when he saw them standing close together. The look wasn’t dramatic or suspicious, only observant, so he didn’t comment on it. Instead, he walked over and handed the blanket to Jason.

“Mom sent this,” Archie said. “Said you might get cold or something.”

Jason accepted the blanket with a smile. “Thanks, dude,” he said.

Archie stood there, looking between the two of them again. His expression slowly turned into a grin, as if he had already decided the entire situation was entertaining. “So,” he said, glancing from Jason to Austin and back again, “this is going to be a fun two weeks,” he added, then left the room immediately.

Austin sighed and followed his brother before Jason dared to do something else.

The rest of the evening turned just as playful. Dinner turned into one of those long family meals where conversation never stopped. Albert asked questions about classes and campus life, the kind of questions parents always asked when their kids came home from college. Austin answered most of them easily, but Jason somehow stole the spotlight without even trying.

More than once, Archie’s attention drifted away from the conversation. He noticed the way Jason’s eyes moved toward Austin when he thought no one was looking. At one point, Jason’s knee bumped lightly against Austin’s leg under the table. Austin pulled his leg back as if the contact had burned him, but Jason only smirked and kept talking. Archie noticed it all, though he didn’t say anything about it. Instead, he leaned back in his chair and watched the two of them with thoughtful curiosity.

By the time dinner finally ended, the whole group had talked and laughed for hours. Then, Albert disappeared briefly to check something in the garage, and Anne started tidying up the kitchen. Eventually, everyone began drifting toward their rooms.

Austin walked Jason down the hallway toward the guest bedroom. When they reached the door, they paused in the hallway, and neither of them felt ready to say goodnight. Jason leaned back against the wall and folded his arms, looking down at Austin with a smile that made it obvious he was enjoying the situation.

“So,” Jason said. “First night apart.”

Austin rolled his eyes and let out a dramatic sigh. “Sounds like torture,” he said.

Jason chuckled softly. “You’re the one who said we had to behave.”

Austin stood a little closer before he even realized he was doing it. “That was before I realized how far your room is from mine,” he whispered. “And before I realized how good you are at dealing with my family. Seriously, it’s ridiculous.”

Jason reached out and hooked a finger into the collar of Austin’s shirt, pulling him a little closer. “What can I say? I am charming and irresistible.”

Austin rolled his eyes again but grabbed Jason’s shirt and pulled him into a quick kiss. It was brief, but deep enough that both men ended up smiling when they pulled apart.

Jason smirked down at him. “You’re terrible at following your own rules,” he said.

Then, they heard footsteps approaching, and both froze.

“Am I interrupting something?” Archie stood at the far end of the hallway holding his phone. The expression on his face didn’t show shock as much as curiosity.

Austin stepped away from Jason. “No,” he said. “I’m just showing him the bathroom.”

Archie didn’t move, as if replaying the scene in his head. “Right,” he said after a moment. Then he walked past them toward his room without adding anything else.

Jason watched him disappear down the hallway. “Do you think he saw that?” he asked.

Austin shrugged. “Just ignore him,” he said.

Eventually, everyone went to bed, and the house settled into silence.

Austin lay on his back in his room, wearing nothing but his boxer briefs, staring up at the ceiling, unable to fall asleep. He turned onto one side, then onto the other, trying to get comfortable, but his mind kept drifting to the same thought: Jason was just a few rooms away.

After a while, he groaned and buried his face into his pillow. “This is impossible,” he said.

Almost as if the universe had heard him complaining, the door opened slowly. Austin lifted his head and saw Jason slipping inside, wearing only a pair of tiny shorts that he loved because they didn’t hide anything. The fabric was like a second skin that showed off Jason’s broad hips, massive butt, and the ridiculous bulge he carried at the front. Even moving carefully, his large frame made the door creak slightly before he managed to close it behind him.

Austin pushed himself upright in the bed. “You’re insane,” he whispered. “What are you doing here?”

Jason shrugged as he climbed onto the mattress beside him. “I knew you’d be miserable without me,” he said.

Austin laughed under his breath and grabbed Jason by the waistband of his shorts, pulling the big man down beside him on the mattress. Jason’s body settled heavily against him, and Austin couldn’t stop smiling. He loved to feel the massive wall of muscle against him, warm and firm like nothing else he had felt. Even through the thin fabric of the tiny shorts, Austin could feel the firm bulk of Jason’s massive cock and balls pressing against his leg.

“I hate you for doing this,” Austin whispered.

Jason shifted slightly, stretching out beside him. The movement made the mattress dip, and Austin felt the full weight of Jason’s body settle more comfortably against him. One of Jason’s legs slid between Austin’s, and Austin let out a gasp when he felt Jason’s bulge pressing against his crotch.

“Well,” Jason whispered. “You’re the one who pulled me into bed.”

Austin snorted softly. “Yeah. You were already here. Why would I not do that?”

Jason leaned in and kissed him slowly in the darkness, and their hands explored each other’s bodies. “You’re not going to survive even one night without me,” Jason teased.

“Please,” Austin said between kisses. “I’m extremely resilient.”

Jason shifted closer to prove a point, pushing his bulge firmer against Austin and moving his hands to Austin’s ass. “Uh-huh,” he said as Austin let out an involuntary moan. “That’s why you dragged me into bed the second I walked in the door.”

Austin rolled his eyes. “Shut up,” he whispered.

Jason laughed softly, and Austin grumbled for a second longer, but then the big guy’s monster cock stirred between them, and Austin moaned again.

“I can’t sleep when you’re not there,” Austin had to admit.

Jason grinned. “I knew it.”

Austin shifted slightly and sighed, running a hand slowly over Jason’s chest. “I need you right now. Right here. Just one last time before we actually follow that stupid no‑sex rule we made earlier,” he whispered.

Jason laughed again, pulling Austin closer. “You realize I didn’t even bring condoms,” he said back. “We were supposed to behave during this visit, remember?”

Austin groaned and waved the concern away with a flick of his hand. “At this point, we don’t need them anymore. It’ll make this one time extra special,” he replied, giving Jason a little grin in the dark. “Go ahead, big guy.”

Jason’s answering grin was slow as he shifted over Austin, placing his arms on either side of him and leaning down close enough that Austin could feel his breath against his neck. Austin quickly removed his underwear, and Jason did the same with his shorts. Within seconds, they were both naked, and Austin’s legs spread for the big guy.

They smiled at each other for a second, and Austin could feel Jason’s cock lengthening against his body until it reached its 15 inches of immensity. At this point, he knew Jason’s shaft like the palm of his hand; the head, the thickest portion in the middle that was like a forearm; the head, and every vein. Austin could literally picture them without even looking at the monster.

Jason didn’t wait for much longer, already knowing how things worked when Austin wanted a good fuck—which was every single night. He pressed the apple-sized head of his cock against Austin’s hole and pushed forward, feeling how muscles and skin stretched around the intruder. It didn’t matter how many times they had done this; the sensation was always better than the last, and the hole felt as tight as the first time.

Austin cried out as Jason’s cock went deeper, stretching him so nicely that his body arched instinctively. He loved the sensation, loved every single inch of Jason’s cock, and couldn’t get enough of it. His legs moved on their own, wrapping around Jason’s waist when the big guy was balls deep.

Both were smiling and already gasping when Jason started moving slowly, back and forth, in and out. They knew they were risking a lot, but the need was more intense, and without them saying anything, their bodies intensified the whole process, and the bed started creaking under their combined weight and the force of Jason’s thrusts.

Austin arched his back and reached for Jason’s strong shoulders, sinking his fingertips into the meaty delts. He fought hard against the urge to moan because he knew that the sounds would alert his family about what they were doing, but his breathing was short and his expression blank. And as Jason sped up his pounding, it was harder to control himself.

Jason was trying to be careful, but as his hips bucked faster and his cock started leaking deep into Austin, his breathing turned so rough that each thrust brought almost a growl from deep in his chest. He couldn’t tell what it was, but the more he pounded and the more he leaked pre-cum, the tighter and fuller his balls felt. His softball-sized balls had always been heavy, but as they slapped Austin’s ass, the sensation turned ridiculous—almost as if they were filling up with more cum the more he fucked.

Meanwhile, Austin could feel his lower body getting bloated with the steady stream of pre-cum entering him. But since it was the first time they had fucked without a condom, he couldn’t tell if it had always been that way. And more importantly, he loved how full Jason made him feel. He couldn’t help but long for more—more fullness, more pounding, more intensity, and if possible, more cock.

Jason held back his load for as long as possible, focusing on pleasing Austin, but when he felt like his balls were about to explode, it was impossible to stop it. He let out a guttural groan, dangerously loud, pushed his hips forward, curled his toes, and his cock exploded like a firehose into Austin. The unloading was so intense that Jason’s body trembled as the warm seed flowed endlessly, flooding Austin’s guts to the brim.

Austin cried out as his cock shot a thick load all over their abs. His mind was blank for a second as his lower abdomen inflated slowly with what felt like a gallon of cum that didn’t stop coming for what felt like an eternity. He had never felt something that intense, but it was evident that his body wanted more because his legs were tightly holding Jason’s body against him.

They didn’t move for a while, catching their breaths and enjoying the afterglow.

Some time later, Jason pulled his cock out and collapsed beside Austin in bed. “Fuck,” he breathed out. “Sneaking around like this made it all ten times more intense.”

Austin laughed softly at that, tired but happy, and after a moment, his eyes finally started to close. He drifted off into deep sleep while Jason watched him and softly reached to caress the distended lower abdomen. The big guy leaned in, kissing Austin’s lips, and then slowly slipped out of bed. He pulled his tiny shorts up, groaning at how tight they felt at the front, but managed to look decent enough to walk into the hallway.

He quickly returned to the guest bedroom door, but when he walked inside, he stopped. Archie was sitting on the bed waiting for him, wearing only pajama pants and leaning back against the headboard with a relaxed posture.

Archie’s eyes lifted slowly, and a grin spread across his face—a grin that said he had been piecing things together for a while. “Well,” he said casually, tilting his head a little as he watched Jason. “I must admit that I had my doubts, but now I know it.”

Jason stared at him, trying to keep his expression calm. “What do you mean?”

Archie’s grin widened in a mischievous way that made him look more and more devilish by the second. “You know exactly what I mean,” he said.

He swung his legs off the bed and stood up, stretching casually before taking a couple of steps across the room. “So my brother is gay and brought his boyfriend home,” Archie said with a shrug. “I didn’t see that coming. But honestly? Good for him.”

Jason took a deep breath, trying to steady himself. “Look, Austin doesn’t want your parents to know yet.”

Archie tilted his head slightly. “I figured.”

Jason took a step closer, lowering his voice. “If you could just keep this between us—”

Archie lifted a finger, stopping him. “See, that’s where things get interesting.”

Jason felt his stomach sink a little.

Archie began moving slowly around the room as if he were considering a business deal. “You want me to keep your little secret,” he said thoughtfully. “Which I can totally do.”

Jason exhaled with relief. “Thanks.”

“But,” Archie added, turning back toward him with a smirk, “I want something in return.”

Jason frowned. “Like what?”

Archie shrugged as if the answer were obvious. “You,” he said, hooking his thumbs into the waistband of his pajama pants and letting them fall to the floor.

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