Two Point Conversion by Mercy Celeste Read Free Book Online

a week ago, this would have been the last thing he ever would have thought he’d do. And now, he slicked his tongue over the shaft and around the head, and let Kevin take over, relaxed his jaw and took everything Kevin wanted to give him.
    After nearly a week of practice, he recognized the signs that Kevin was close. The short wild thrusts. The whimpering sounds. The way his dick got incredibly hard and hot—just like it was doing now. This time, Kevin twined his fingers in Kyle’s hair, holding him. All the while they watched each other.
    “I’m going to come, Kyle.” His voice was rough, the words barely audible. “Pull off.”
    Kyle didn’t. He steeled himself for the gush, the heat, the salty-tinged taste of his brother. His name echoing in his ears. This time he took it all. This time he swallowed. This time—
    A horn echoed through the house, headlights swept across the front windows. Kyle froze , nearly choking when Kevin continued to move, still coming. He hadn’t heard. The pounding of hands on the door finally dragged Kevin back from orgasmic oblivion.
    “Someone’s at the door,” he whispered as he pulled free of Kyle’s mouth and quickly pulled his shorts up to cover himself. “Mom and Dad?”
    “They wouldn’t knock.” Kyle winced at the open front windows. Anyone could have seen them. “Jesus. I’m covered in cum.” He stood up and stepped up two steps in full retreat just as Lucas stuck his face to the window. “It’s fucking Lucas Flint. What the hell is he doing here?”
    “Open the door , you faggots, we brought pizza and beer.” Someone who didn’t sound like Lucas shouted through the door as if they’d heard Kyle’s question.
    “Fuck. Oh , fuck.” Kevin searched around for his shirt, he found Kyle’s and was about to put it one when Kyle snatched it from his hands.
    “Don’t freak out. Just take your shoes off and leave it all where it is, I’m going to go up and shower. Nothing is going on. We’ll eat, and do homework and get rid of them. This is fine, Kevin. I have cum in my shorts. You’re clean. You can do this.” Kyle shoved Kevin’s shirt into his hands and went back up the stairs. Watching to make sure Kevin was okay. He seemed to be when he looked up to Kyle on the landing…and winked.
    “Okay, but hurry up.” Kevin waited for him to hit the upper landing before he walked over to open the door. Three boys, all about their size, tumbled inside.
    “What the fuck took you so long? You and Kyle giving each other blow jobs or something.” Sean Holmes nudged his way past Kevin. He carried an arm load of pizza boxes. “We have pizza and drinks and porn and shit. Let’s go eat.”
    Kyle caught Kevin’s eye one last time, and winked again. Everything was going to be fine. Everything was going to be fine. He could do this. Oh fuck, he was in a fucking relationship with his brother. And they were going to fuck. Tonight.
    Oh , fuck, this was messed up.
    * * * * *
    Kevin came back from their father’s office with the printed copies of the paper he needed to turn in the next day. He closed his laptop and sat across from Kyle at the table. They’d hardly spoken all night. Except to bullshit with the boys. Kyle looked up. There were dark rings around his eyes, his hair stuck up as if he’d run his hands through a million times. He looked tired and stressed. Skipping class the other day had been a mistake. Three late nights and too little sleep was beginning to show.
    “How much more do you have to do?” he asked, looking at the pile of books and notes Kyle had spread out around him
    “Not much, just math now, it’s actually fairly cut and dried. I’ll be finished in the next half hour or so.” Kyle leaned back in his chair and scrubbed his face. “I’d kill for a cup of coffee. Or ear plugs. Do you think you can get them to go home anytime soon?”
    Kevin looked down the narrow hallway into the den and the three guys sitting on the sofa shoulder to shoulder,