My Brother, My Soldier 2 (a Gay Military Taboo Tale)by Elise Artez
Stepbrothers Eric and Jace are living together after discovering a new relationship as lovers, but Jace wants more. Frustrated by the limitations of his injury, he's almost given up all hope of making their partnership truly equal. When jealousy strikes, can Eric convince him that he can still
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Brotherly love continues in the sequel to My Brother, My Soldier!
Stepbrothers Eric and Jace are living together after discovering a new relationship as lovers, but Jace wants more. Frustrated by the limitations of his injury, he's almost given up all hope of making their partnership truly equal. When jealousy strikes, can Eric convince him that he can still take charge in the bedroom?
Warning: This short story contains 8500 words of the taboo love between two Army-enlisted stepbrothers who nearly lost each other to war. It includes steamy descriptions of oral and anal pleasures and is meant for adult readers only!
I showered slowly, letting him get situated as he needed, hoping it’d give him enough time to calm his nerves.
Truth be told, I was nervous too. I didn’t know what would happen if he couldn’t do it. Hell, I didn’t even know how he was going to do it. I had a few ideas, though. And I’d even done some reading before hopping in to wash up. If he could mostly use his upper body, it’d be fine. That was the theory, anyway.
I shut off the water and dried off, not bothering to get dressed beyond wrapping the towel around my waste. I’d told Jace to go ahead and get ready, too, and when I stepped out of the small bathroom I saw him seated on the edge of the bed, hand stroking slowly over his cock.
I grinned at him, trying to diffuse some of the tension that fluttered in my stomach. “Hope you didn’t have too much fun without me.”
He gave a nervous laugh as he looked up at me. I approached, letting one knee rest on the floor as I kissed him. His hands moved tentatively over my body, still hot from the shower, and my tongue found his, slowly coaxing him into deepening the kiss.
I had to remind myself more than once that I needed to step back and let him lead. Maybe it wasn’t as big a deal with the kissing and touching, but he needed a boost in confidence if he was ever going to do this. Even still, my hand replaced his, stroking over his cock a few times, just to get him going.
It worked, the kiss escalating, his hand rubbing over the towel before slipping under it to grab my rod. I groaned against his mouth and resisted the urge to lay him back. “Tell me what you want, Jason,” I urged, drawing his bottom lip between mine.
“I want your cock in my mouth,” he said breathlessly, giving my balls a squeeze that made me gasp.
It took a bit of work to situate myself, one of my feet having to brace against the edge of the bed, the towel discarded and my hand wrapped around the base of my cock, holding it upward for him. One of his hands rested on my chest to help support him while he leaned down, his tongue tracing around the head.
He had me moaning and gently thrusting my hips to meet him in no time, taking me as deep as he could, his hand gripped on my ass, then replacing my hand, holding me only partially in his mouth so that he could suck at his own pace, paying attention to the sensitive underside of my shaft.
My hands rested in his hair, tangling in the short black strands, not pushing him but working with him. When he let up I felt my body tense, a wave of disappointment flooding me. But it was gone in an instant as his gaze met mine. I knew what he wanted.
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