𝓔𝓷𝓳𝓸𝔂!

"Fuck..." Renee moaned as he got pounded from behind, his voice was raspy from all the screaming he had been doing all night.

The cock he had in his hole had been drilling his senses out, he couldn't think anymore. "Oh fuck...Tristan!" Tristan thrusts his entire big package inside Renee hitting his prostate as he thrusts harder and deeper, the sight of seeing Renee hole swallowing his cock in was so erotic, he nearly bursted his second load whereas Renee was close to his forth one.

"Jesus.... don't stop."

Tristan grunted, spanking Renee's already red ass, "Not Jesus, It's Tristan." He rotated his hips and gave painfully hard thrusts enough to draw a very loud throaty moan from Renee.

"Yes, oh shit!"

Tristan pulled out of him much to his dismay and turned him around, he was now facing Tristan and his eyes were too half lidded to see how incredibly hot Tristan was, all sweaty with his hair damp and looking at him in lust.

Tristan sure as hell saw how exquisitely hot Renee was looking, his face was flushed, he was sweaty and looking beautiful. He picked Renee up and carried him making Renee wrap his legs around Tristan and before he knew it, his back was against the wall, Tristan body pressed against his and his ass cheeks were being pulled apart by Tristan's hand, and without warning, A huge cock dove into his warm stretched channel.

He gasped, and wrapped his arms tightly around Tristan's neck. The man started to fuck into him relentlessly, his hips moved uncontrollably and he struggles to swallow back the moans as they came rushing out of his mouth.

Only the sounds of skin slapping against each other and their moans and groans filled the room. As Tristan thrusts his cock inside him. Renee's hard and weeping cock was pressed between them and rubbing against their abdomen, The movement alone was causing his whole body to tremble in pleasure.

"You feels so fucking good." Tristan groans, giving his hardest thrusts feeling himself at the edge.

Renee was also close to shooting his load.

"Harder! fuck Tristan! Give it to me! Fuck! Fuck! I'm gonna cum..." Renee's eyes had become watery as the heat at the pit of his stomach had intensified.

Tristan rotated his hips, loving the way Renee gripped him and how wet and good Renee felt. He was going to cream pie the sweet ass. He thrusts harder, deeper and stroked inside of Renee's guts.

He hit that same sweet spot all over again, he was close to bursting and he could tell Renee was too.

"Argh!" Renee cries out as his orgasm hits him hard like a truck, he spilled his cum on both their chest and some landed on his and Tristan's chin. He continued to moan as Tristan continued to fuck the orgasm out of him, his toes curling in the process.

He clenched tightly around Tristan's massive cock grew bigger inside him before he felt it explode, he felt the warm seed deep inside him and he felt himself still cumming and becoming sensitive since his cock was pressed in between them.

"Fuck..." They cursed and sighed, feeling almost satisfied.

Tristan puts Renee down and quickly holds onto him as his legs have become wobbly.

Tristan's chest starts to vibrate as his laughter echoes in the room. Renee glared at him pretending he didn't like the sound of Tristan's laughter.

"What?"

"You are still not used to having my cock deep inside you." Renee rolled his eyes holding onto Tristan's hand.

"Because you managed, just managed to fuck me good now doesn't mean you have to do a little Victory dance, get that stupid smirk off your face fucker." Tristan's smirk only widened.

Renee rolled his eyes again, then he gasped as a big slap connected his sore right ass cheek.

He yelped in pain and glared at Tristan.

"You got a death wish? Cause I won't hesitate to put a fucking bullet in your skull." He says through gritted teeth, pushing Tristan away from him as he gains his balance, his knees still buckling.

"You and I know you can't do that." Tristan comes near him again, "You are too attached to me that you can't kill me." He whispered into Renee's ear, the voice made Renee's body tingle but he didn't show it.

"Oh not you but your fucking cock, so snap out of it." Renee retorted.

"Okay, Bug." Tristan says smiling.

Renee glared at him, "You know I hate being called that."

"I figured and you know I'll never stop calling you that."

Renee groaned pushing Tristan away from him before limping to the bathroom, damn the guy did fuck him good. He came four fucking times. Tristan fuck him better than anyone but he didn't need to admit that, not even to the cocky bastard.

He got into the shower and started to wash himself when he felt Tristan behind him. He felt the man's hand on his back and he turned around, brows knitted. He moved himself away from Tristan's hands.

"What are you doing?"

"Washing you." Tristan casually said, shrugging his shoulders.

"Since when?” Renee's brows knitted more, his hand lifting to take the shower head. His eyes still looking at Tristan or rather his body, the water looked good cascading down his beautiful chocolate skin.

"Since now." Tristan tries to touch him, he dodges. "Come on."

"No, why are you being weird?" Renee asked.

"If me trying to help you is called being weird then I'm weird, now shut the fuck up and let me wash you." Before Renee could do anything, he was being lathered with soap by Tristan.

Renee wanted to talk, argue about it but he sealed his lips shut.

He enjoys the feeling of Tristan's hands as they move on all parts of his body. The feeling of Tristan's fingers gently massaging his scalp and washing his hair clean.

It actually felt....nice but weird as fuck.

They had never done it before that's why, hell they had not showered together, Tristan would come to his house or vice versa and all they would do is fuck and fuck and fuck until they got tired. That was what the step brothers did.

So this was extremely weird for Renee.

And he finds himself wanting to do the weird thing too.

He lathers soap on Tristan's beautiful body too, Him and Tristan shared a look and he started Washing Tristan too. No words spoken, only the sound of water running and the loud thumping of their heart were the only sounds.

Renee thinks back to what brought them to this, to what brought him to like being fucked by his stepbrother. What brought the step-siblings with beneficial relationship.

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ꊰ꒐꒦ꏂ ꌦꏂꋬꋪꇙ ꋬꍌꄲ...

Renee had just been told by his mom that she had a boyfriend and he couldn't have been happier. His mom had been lonely— he noticed—it had been six long years since his dad died in an airplane crash as a pilot and it's been extremely bad for them. Renee missed his dad but he had to stay strong for his mom. His father's death hit her too hard and he didn't know what to do other than just comfort her and tell her it's going to be fine. Those words did the trick sometimes, not every time she had a breakdown.

And for the first time in six years. He saw his mom smile as she told him about a guy she met a few months ago and they had started dating.  Renee expressed how happy he was that his mother was happy. He had told his mom he wanted to meet the Gabriel she had been on and on about, she had agreed and set a date for them.

The day had come, he finally met Gabriel Torres, A black Spanish man.
He had the look and all even in his mid-forties. Much to Renee's approval, Gabriel was a nice man,he was kind- hearted and patient. The kind of man he would want his mom to be with, that would give her the world. Both Gabriel and Jesse made a  perfect couple.

Gabriel had mentioned that he had a son who was the same age as Renee, and that he wanted them to meet him.

Meeting with Tristan was easy and wasn't as nerve-racking as expected, at least not for Renee. His mom had really panicked about her boyfriend's son not liking her but then the moment they all met. It felt as if they had known each other for years and they had adjusted really well with one another.

Renee was happy he had someone coming over to play games with him, watch games, go partying, being a dude friend.

Their relationship deepened, as they considered themselves best bros even before Gabriel popped the question. Their parents had been happy they got along pretty well.

Finally their parents got married and travelled for their honeymoon leaving the two teenage boys at home.

The eighteen year olds had gone to a party that night happening at a classmate's house. By the time it was over, it was late and they were dropped in front of their house by their friends.

They stumbled in laughing drunkenly and closed the front door behind them, holding each other, but then Tristan tripped and fell on his ass.

Renee began to laugh uncontrollably, as he took in his surroundings.

"You are such an idiot, you tripped over your own feet even when I was holding you." He slurred, feeling his head get heavy.

"Shut the fuck up and help me." Tristan groaned and lift his hand up for Renee to grab.

Renee giggled and grab Tristan's hand and with a little more forced strength, Tristan was up.

"Damn you're so heavy, what are you eating? Dog bones?"

"Shut up." Renee giggled again, In a normal state, Renee never giggles but he was so drunk he could do anything. Tristan leaned his head on Renee's shoulder before they held up the stairs with clumsy legs.

They got to Renee's room and they fell onto the bed. They kicked off their shoes after stripping leaving them clad in only boxer briefs.

Tristan suddenly stood up from the bed, "I'm going to my room." He says before hiccuping.

Renee was quick to grab his hand and pull him back to the bed. "No, stay." Renee told him.

"I'm staying here tonight." Tristan says nodding to himself and rolled over to the other side of the bed.

"Yes you're staying." Renee shuffled towards him and threw his leg on his body and drew him close to his body.

Then he felt something poke his leg.

"What's that?" He asks Tristan who opened his eyes and looks at him.

"What?"

"This." Renee rubs his leg on the hard thing.

Tristan groans removing Renee's leg, "That's my dick."

"What? Really?!" The white boy asked, surprise

Tristan nods.

"I get hard when i'm drunk, it's painful you know." Tristan almost pouted.

"Yeah I know, I know how painful a boner can be. I'm a guy too."

Renee pressed his hand on the large tent in Tristan's boxers. Tristan grunted pushing his hand away.

"Don't touch it, you're making it worse." Tristan glared at him.

"But I want to make it better." Renee smiled at him.

Tristan looked at him confused, he didn't know what Renee meant by that.

"How?"

"Like this." He watched as Renee scoot closer before his hand dropped to his hard on again, this time he squeezed it and Renee moaned as he felt the hard cock twitch and pulse in his hand. He began to rub him slowly through his briefs.

Tristan bit back a moan and threw his head back.

"Renee...do you even know what you are doing right now, fuck..."

"Yeah I know." He squeezed Tristan cock even more and he felt the hard cock grow bigger beneath his palm.
"Oh fuck you're so hard." He exclaimed seeing the wet stain on the white material. Just at that sight aline

His briefs got tight, his cock hardening and rubbing against the bed.

"Do you want me to jerk you off?"

𝓣𝓱𝓪𝓷𝓴 𝓨𝓸𝓾 !

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