(Originally written by oldshep   )
You tried. You tell yourself that you honest to God (not Derek) tried your hardest. It's just so... weird. You can't even wrap your hand around the girth of Derek's monumental shaft, a rod that feels like it could span half your back. There's no way that this could be physically possible, and yet ever time you rub your fingers a little over the smooth skin of his member, you're reminded that, oh yes, this is very real.
You feel Derek beginning to get a bit daring, you were just too lost in your thoughts to realize until it was too late. Before you can react, Derek is nibbling your lower lip, the gentle pricks of his sharp teeth gently razing the surface of your lips. You freeze, like prey caught by the hungry predator.
"D-Derek," you stammer. All that bravado, all that new confidence you had in yourself meant nothing next to Derek now. He's just overwhelmingly big, way out of your leagues and in many respects he is pretty much a god.
Still, Derek backs off, pulling his face away from yours."Okay, okay, Sim. I guess you're not ready to get a little French with me yet," he rumbles sultrily, that hungry look never leaving his face.
"Get wha?" you ask.
But before you could close your mouth, Derek answers by tilting his head and closing in rapidly, shoving his tongue into your mouth, his lips forming a seal with yours. Your eyes open wide as you quickly pull back. You don't know what scares you more, Derek's audacity or the fact that you ashamedly sort of liked that.
"Holy hell, Derek. Yeah, definitely not ready for that! I- I don't think I'm even ready to, y'know, even be in the same bed as you like this!" you blurt.
As always, Derek has such a coy grin on his face, that smugness always grinding your gears. "Oh?" he growls hotly. Derek begins to shuffle a bit, squeezing his abs, undulating his admittedly sexy torso up and down, thrusting his pelvis and flexing those enormous pecs at the same time. His cheeky grin only grows when he sees your cheeks flush. You realize that you're still holding onto that megalith of a cock stuck to Derek's crotch, the warm rod pulsing between your fingers. It feels... sort of nice to touch it... Your eyes go wide and you let go, more out of fear than anything.
Derek huffs and wraps one arm around you, pulling you onto him as he rolls onto his back. You yelp as you feel your entire frame being lifted off the bed and land with a loud, 'oof,' onto Derek's killer eight-pack. You let out a soft whimper as you realize big bad Derek has you trapped. You can't move your upper body, his arms hugging to you tightly to his cavernous chest, his back practically spanning your bed and those arms... they block your peripheral vision. All you can see is either Derek grinning down at you, the crease between his gigantic pecs or his colossal biceps engulfing you at the sides. Any other guy other than Derek and this would be your wet dream... You also can't move your lower body... well, you tried... but Derek's monstrous fifteen inch member juts between your legs and without restriction, slaps you on your backside.
"Grr, c'mon, Sim!" he growls playfully, you feel the vibrations from his chest more than you hear it. "Stop being so tense. I know you like this."
"No you don't!" you blurt back, a little too quickly for it to be convincing.
"Then why are you blushing so much?" he chuckles and tries his best to lean his head down and lick your forehead, a little difficult seeing as how his chest sticks out so much.
"B-because, this is really awkward!"
"Mmhmm, and why is this thing leaking all over our abs then?" he jibes. Again, he begins to buck a little bit back and forth, this time crushing your thick shaft between your shredded six-pack and his god-like eight-pack.
"Gah!" you yelp, the amount of pressure on your member of him just squeezing you into his massive body is enough to send an electric pulse up your spine, sending shockwaves of pleasure throughout your entire body. You feel your shaft lurching wildly, a big squirt of pre bubbling out of the tip and coating your abs even more.
"See what I mean, bro? You gotta let go and let me take care of ya," he says, his eyes beaming down on you. You're not sure if he's caught in the moment, but he strokes your back, cuddling with you, and perhaps even caressing you. "C'mon, Sim. Do you really not like it? Tell the truth and I'll stop."
"I..." you pause and wonder if you should tell the truth... In reality, you really like it, really really like it. This is honestly the hottest thing you've ever experienced. Being a pudgy guy, you never got to be with another guy, or least you never thought a guy would want to be with you. And now? You're here with quite possibly the largest man on the planet, his colossal frame underneath you and his titanic arms holding you firmly to him. His dick is more massive that you ever thought possible, and its hard from him just thinking of you. He dotes on you, cuddles with you, and is surprisingly gentle with you... And yet, it just had to Derek, your older brother.
"... I like it," you mumble quietly, your cheeks flushing with embarrassment.
To your surprise, Derek blushes right back. "What was that, bro?"
"I said I like it!" you yell loudly, shutting your eyes. It was a painful thing to admit.
"I like you too, Simon," Derek replies softly, his words coming out tender. He gently shuffles you up his chest so he can properly lick you on the snout.
"Ugh, gross, Derek," you say, scrunching your nose. "If I didn't know better, I'd say Mom or Dad is part dog."
"Mmhmm, better get used to it, squirt. 'Cause from now on, I think we'll be doing this a lot," he chuckles, rubbing his chin onto the top of your head.
"Could you at least let go of me a bit? You're kinda squishing me."
"Oh whoops." Derek loosens his grip on you bit, enough that you can at least now move your arms. "Sorry, Sim, guess I'm sorta new at the whole being a god thing."
You roll your eyes at his hubris. "Derek, you're not a god. You're just... really big," you say, eyeing what you can see of his body.
"Heh, fine. I'm not a god, just your god," he boasts and nuzzles into you further.
"Gah, Derek!" you yelp as his chin practically gives you a noogie.
"Admit it, little bro! Say I'm your god," he booms. This is the weirdest game of Say Uncle.
"No!" you bark defiantly, you'll never give in!
"Do it!" he commands, his tone playful. He grabs the back of your head and pushes your snout into the groove between his Herculean pecs. He then squeezes them, the muscles like a storm cloud that envelops your vision. You try to push out and away, but his grip is like iron and you end up being engulfed by his sheer hugeness. You can't see a thing, all you can do is smell his masculine musk and taste his salty sweat as you feel his warmth burn into you.
"You ready to say it yet?" he asks, as he lets go of your head, and you sit up gasping for arm, using his stomach to prop yourself up.
"No, never," you reply breathlessly.
"Okaaay, then, don't say I didn't warn ya," he jibes. Derek places his arms behind his head, those billowing biceps each larger than his head, his triceps making those arms look impossibly huge as they flare out. His shoulders are so wide, you're sure that they might stick off the side of your bed, his back so large, they take up most of your bed. The overgrown lizard squeezes his chest and moans delightedly at how tight they feel and then as if by magic, Derek begins to undulate his abs. Those same cobblestone abs you have your paws on.
All you could do was watch and feel with your hands as Derek flexed those mighty abs of his. You're captivated by them... Derek... the whole package... that gigantic rod poking you in the backside again barely registers...
Oh no. Your hips begin to buck on their own. Oh no... what is this feeling? You feel your big member beginning to bob, seizing up and then relaxing. You've never... you've never masturbated before, you always thought it was kind of dirty to do so. It feels so weird, you've had a couple of wet dreams before, waking up to find your sheets a bit crusty. You've even played with your morning wood a couple times before, but you've never actively brought yourself to this. You find yourself letting loose a low bellow as you feel the pressure beginning to become too much.
You can't stop it, it's going to... "I'm gonna! Oh God! Derek!" You don't even notice Derek saying, 'Close enough.' You howl like a dog as you feel your huge balls pull up, injecting their contents into you as you grasp onto your rod, furiously stroking it, like it holds some sort of itch that you need to get out, the urge unbearable. As the first jet erupts from your 12'' member you feel all your senses fail. Is this what an orgasm feels like? It's... incredible.
You can feel your heartbeat, some indescribable feeling welling up in your chest. This is amazing! And it's a gift that keeps on giving, another burst of your essence is birthed into the world from your shaft and the feeling returns, albeit, regrettably less intense. And again, and again, until you feel what must have been your tenth or so ribbon of seed jet out and splash lazily onto your brother's abs.
You begin to settle into what other guys have described as an 'afterglow' and man, does it feel ever nice... like you don't have a care in the world.
But then you realize you just came all over Derek!  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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