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From the moment Lochy was born, Saxon fell in love with him.

He was seven years old when Lochy, face contorted from his crying and whining, was pushed out of his mothers body. Saxon thought he was the most beautiful baby he’d ever seen. Granted, he hadn’t seen many other babies, but still, Lochy was absolutely precious. His dad had looked at Saxon and smiled with pride in his eyes at his son’s tender expression towards baby Lochy. He’d clapped a big hand on Saxon’s shoulder and told him:

“Take good care of your brother Saxon. ” In his usual southern drawl. 

Saxon had smiled, because of course he would. Lochy was precious, and he only got cuter with age. He remembers helping his mom teach Lochy how to walk when he was two, teaching him his alphabet and how to talk. Lochy was shy, and even though he was so smart, he didn’t start talking much until he turned three. Saxon was ten, and everytime Lochy spoke to him in full sentences, he’d reward his precious little brother with a kiss on the cheek. He just loved Lochy so much, the curly-haired little boy meant everything to him. He’d come home from school, grinning ear to ear at the promise of seeing his little Lochlan. Even though Saxon didn’t give birth to him, Lochy was still his baby.

When Lochy turned five, he and Saxon started holding full on conversations. Lochy was a quick kid, curious about everything. His large, beautiful brown eyes would scan every room they walked into, eager to deduce what he could about the people or the scenery. Lochy loved the beach, feeling the sand beneath his feet, the salty ocean breeze through his hair. Saxon loved those days the most, when his family would spend a day sitting on the sand, eating gourmet sandwiches mom ordered from some bougie restaurant. He, Lochy, and Piper would laugh and play while their parents did their own thing. His mom spent most of their beach days asleep under the umbrella, and his dad took phone calls, but the kids still had a nice time. 

It was around this time when Lochy started asking Saxon to kiss him on the lips, instead of on his cheek. 

“C’mon Saxy, I see it on tv all the time!” 

“Loch, the people you’re seeing aren’t siblings, they’re couples.”

“Couples?”

“Yes, like boyfriend girlfriend.”

“Hmm…well, you’re kind of like my boyfriend!”

“Loch–wha–no, I’m not.” 

“You are, you take care of me, and make sure I’m safe, and we cuddle, and we kiss.”

“Lochy, I don’t think you understand what a boyfriend is.” 

“I do!” 

“The things I do for you are what good big brothers are supposed to do, I love you, but not like a boyfriend.”

“Oh.” Lochy had pouted in disappointment. “So no kissing?” 

Saxon sighed in resignation, he hated seeing that disappointed look on his darling brother's face. The little boy looked like he was about to start crying. 

“Fine.” Saxon sighed. At twelve years old, he pressed his lips softly to Lochy’s for the first time. It was gentle, sexless, but so filled with love. Lochy had beamed at him afterwards and cuddled with him the entire night while they watched Ninja Turtles on the couch. Saxon felt his heart swell at the thought of making his little brother so happy. 

It became a thing after that. Lochland would reach his arms out and make grabby hands at Saxon when the older boy got home from school. He’d pull Lochy into his arms and press a soft kiss to his lips before playing with him. 

When Saxon was fourteen, he had his first real kiss, with a girl. Her name was Brenna Watson, she had soft brown curls and honey brown eyes, and Saxon thought she was absolutely gorgeous. He’d kissed her stupid behind the lockers one day when Victoria was late to pick him up. 

“Saxon.” She giggled. “Let me try something.” 

Brenna had pressed delicate kisses to his neck and Saxon sighed at how nice they felt. He did the same to her. 

“Now bite me.” She breathed, and Saxon did just that. 

That was the first time he gave a hickey, and the first time he received a hickey in return. His mom just raised an eyebrow at him when he got in the car, but said nothing. Timothy had chuckled and patted him on the back, congratulating him on becoming a man. Piper had yelled “ewwww Saxon!” when she saw the bruise on his neck. He shoved her head in his armpit for that. However, his sweet little Lochy was confused. 

“Doesn’t it hurt Saxy?” He’d asked later that day. He was sitting on Saxon’s lap as he finished his dinner.  

Lochy was getting ready for third grade, but he was still so clingy. Timothy wasn’t a fan of how dependent he was on Saxon. He thought it was about time Lochy grew up and stopped craving his older brother’s touch so much. 

“It's supposed to Loch.” The older boy chuckled as he ran a hand through his brother’s beautiful curls. 

“Why, why do you like something that hurts?” 

“It feels good, even though it hurts.” 

“Hmmm…can I try?” 

“Can you try what Loch?” 

“Can I have one, to see if it feels good?” 

“No.” Saxon had to be firm about this. It wasn’t the same as a gentle press of their lips. It would be completely inappropriate, disgusting even, to give his seven year old brother a hickey.  

“Pleaseeeee Saxy?” 

Saxon got up and put his little brother in his own chair. 

“I said no Lochy, stop asking me.” He’d walked away and slammed the door to his room shut before Lochy could ask again. Saxon spoiled him too much, because Lochy loved to whine and get his way. He knew Saxon will give him almost anything he asked for, but not this, god, anything but this. 

“Saxy, open up!” Lochy whined, little fist beating against his locked bedroom door. 

“Leave me alone Lochy, I have homework.” 

“So? I’ll be quiet.”

“I said go away!” Saxon yelled at his brother for the first time. Sure he’d raised his voice before to discipline Lochy, but he’d never outright yelled at him this way. His little brother instantly began to cry, and not just cry, but bawl. He was so loud that their mother woke up out of her lorazepam induced slumber to bring him to their parents room for cuddles. Lochy barely talked to him for a week after that, and Saxon’s heart ached every minute, every second, of that torturously long week. It was only when Lochy stood in the doorway of his room one night, cuddling his teddy bear with teary eyes because he had a nightmare, did Saxon scoop him up into his arms and apologize. He kissed Lochy’s cheeks, forehead, his cute little nose, and even his lips. He hesitated for a moment, before pressing soft kisses to Lochy’s neck. The little boy squirmed and giggled as his neck was kissed, until eventually they fell asleep in Saxon’s bed, together. 

*

Saxon began to have problems after that. As Lochy grew up, he slowly lost the baby fat in his cheeks, and the softness in his stomach and arms. His body began to lean out, and his facial features became sharper. Lochy was…handsome, that much was evident. Their own mother frequently told him so, pinching his cheeks and cooing at him as if he were still a baby. 

“Saxon, you already know you’re an adonis sweetie, but Lochy needs more confidence, that’s why I dote on him this way.” She explained to him one night. 

Lochy does need more confidence, because he’s in seventh grade now, and still no sign of a girlfriend anywhere. Saxon is finishing up at Duke, and he’s already got a job lined up at their father’s company after he graduates. He loves coming home from college and visiting his sweet younger brother. Lochy is still shy, and a part of Saxon does wish his little brother had more confidence, but he also loves that his shyness makes him an introvert. That means he has more time for Saxon, and less for other losers. 

The problems arose when Saxon began to realize just how much one on one time he was spending with his, admittedly handsome, brother when he came home from college. 

In the warm summer heat, he and Lochy often take refuge in the pool. Lochy is still so uncomfortable in his body, which Saxon thinks is a damn shame. Sure his younger brother is on the skinnier side, but he’s only a kid, it’s to be expected. Saxon himself didn’t really start to beef up until he was eighteen. Lochy has a nice body in an unconventional way, plus, a lot of chicks are into skinny guys nowadays. Saxon himself is into skinny guys, but Lochy doesn’t need to know that. 

When he comes home over summer and looks at Lochy, Saxon begins to realize just how much the guys he fucks resemble his younger brother, yikes . 

Now, Saxon isn’t a fag or anything, but he does like guys, sometimes. He still loves pussy, specifically from girls with long, curly hair and big brown eyes. He loves it when they don’t shave all the way, loves the smell and feel of curly little pubic hairs tickling his face while he eats them out.

It's the same with guys, he has a preference for curly-haired twinks, which is why he can’t help it that the guys he thinks are smoking hot, unfortunately have physical similarities to Lochlan. 

The issue with this is that when Lochlan peels off his shirt to swim, Saxon spends longer looking at his body. When Lochy stretches out, long and lean, on the couch during movie nights, Saxon feels his throat go dry. 

God, he’s a fucking pedophile. 

It’s bad enough to look at your brother in a sexual way, but your fourteen year old brother? Yeah, Saxon is sick, demented even, but worst part is that Lochy looks back. He feels Lochy’s hungry eyes on him as Saxon puts sunscreen over his broad chest and thick neck. Saxon holds his younger brother’s gaze, daring to see who’ll break first. Lochy always breaks first. His little brother trails a hand down his thin chest during movie nights, and looks over to see if Saxon is watching, of course Saxon is watching . Saxon would spread his legs wider, and lean back, and of course he’d catch Lochy’s observant eyes staring at his bulge. It was a dangerous, faggy ass, incestous ass, pedo ass game they were playing, and Saxon needed to put an end to it, stat. 

One day, Saxon decides to confront Lochy about it. 

“So Loch, you like pussy right?” He asks bluntly. He and Lochy are playing Mario Kart on the playstation in Lochy’s bedroom. Lochy coughs and sputters, nearly spitting out the lemonade he paused the game to drink. 

“Uh…”  

“Because you’re pushing fifteen, and you’ve never had a girlfriend or anything, dad’s starting to get worried.” 

“I–uh…”

“You scared of girls still?” Saxon mocks, running a hand through Lochy’s delicate curls. He ignores the jolt of electricity that shoots through him at the contact. 

“No…”

“Then what’s the deal, think they don’t like you or something?” 

“No…I get, um, asked out sometimes.” 

“Hey, there we go!” 

“It’s just, I usually say no.”

“Well why the fuck do you do that?” 

Lochy goes silent and looks into his lemonade with a solemn expression. He’s holding something back, and Saxon has an uncomfortable feeling that he knows just what it is. It's in the way Lochy’s eyes linger on his body, the way they still kiss each other softly on the lips when they reunite. 

Lochy’s a fag. Saxon shakes his head in disappointment. 

“Look, Loch, it’s okay to be like, a little bit of a fag. Like, y’know, fuck a dude every now and then, you know that right?” 

Lochy’s eyes shoot up and he stares at his brother with a look of disbelief. 

“W–what, you’re not homophobic?” 

“Nah, that’d make me a hypocrite.” Saxon smirks. He watches the way his little brother’s beautiful brown eyes light up with hope. 

“Like, it’s cool, but you know you have to marry a chick right, have her push out babies and all that? Mom and dad don’t want a fag for a son.” 

Lochy’s face falls again.

“Not that it’s bad to be a fag! Like–y’know, uh, shit, the point is, it's cool to like guys, but you’re gonna have to settle down with a chick at some point, just how it is man.” 

“What if I don’t have to settle down with a chick?” Lochy says quietly. 

“Huh?”

“I think…mom and dad would support me. They supported Piper when she came out as bi.” 

“Yeah Loch, cause that’s only half gay, she can still end up with a dude.”

“What if she ends up with a girl?”

“Piper’s not a dyke Loch, she’s just trying it out.” 

“Y’know Sax, you say you’re not homophobic, but you have a real backwards understanding of sexuality.” Lochy grits out, jaw tight in anger. 

“Loch, it’s just how shit is, Ratcliff’s get married to the opposite sex, push out babies, and boom, that’s that.” 

“You’re so close-minded, god, I can’t believe I trusted you enough to tell you something like this.” Lochy chokes out, he sounds on the verge of tears. 

“Hey! I’m literally telling you to fuck dudes if you want, how is that close-minded?” 

“I don’t only want to fuck dudes Saxon, I want to date dudes, I want to be in a long-term relationship with a dude, I like men for reasons other than sex.” Lochy practically hisses at him. 

Shit, he really is a fag. 

“I mean, what do you need that boyfriend shit for when you have me?” Saxon doesn’t know what the fuck he’s saying now. 

“What?” 

“Remember when you were like five and said I was practically your boyfriend?” 

“Uh yeah…I was a dumbass kid.”

“Well, you’re my best friend Loch, we hangout together, go out to eat, play games, do fun shit. Why do you need to do all that with some other dude when you have me? Just fuck the other fag, and come home and hangout with me, simple.” 

Lochy looks even more angry, clearly Saxon’s words are not having the desired effect.

“You’re so fucking stupid.” Lochy spits. “God Saxon, get the fuck out.” Lochy’s voice cracks. Saxon hates to see his little brother cry. 

“Loch, baby, I’m sorry–”

“I said get out, asshole.” 

Saxon swallows his pride and walks out the door.

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They don’t talk about it. Saxon graduates, gets a job working for his dad, and completely throws himself into it. Saxon loves to work, he gets high off of it, so, it’s fine that he and Lochy don’t talk about it. Lochy comes out on his sixteenth birthday. Their mom is elated and leans over to give him a big hug. Piper shoots him a proud smile, and even though their father’s jaw is tight in barely concealed disappointment, he still manages to shoot Lochy a false smile. Saxon just stares him down before cutting his eyes away from his younger brother. The following week, Lochy introduces them to his faggy ass boyfriend. 

The dude’s dumber than a bag of fucking rocks, he’s got acne on his chin, and his dirty blonde hair is styled in an obnoxious quiff. He’s one of those guys who tries too fucking hard to be liked, to be perceived as handsome and smart, he’s a fucking jackass, and Saxon can’t stand him. He’s the son of some rich businessman at Lochy’s private all boys school, and really, their family should've seen it coming the moment Lochy got sent to that faggy ass school. 

“Everyone, this is Chase.” Lochy smiles. Chase shoots the family a businessman’s smile that everyone, but Saxon, falls for. He tells animated stories about his dad’s work, about what it’s like to be on the rowing team, and stupid, pompous bullshit. Because yeah, Saxon is stupid and pompous, but he has good reasons to be. He’s way hotter and smarter than this guy, way more accomplished. He has no clue what Lochy sees in this loser. 

After that painful dinner, Saxon carries a bottle of beer onto the balcony and stands with his arms stretched out on the railing. Lochlan, of course, finds him. 

“Hey.” His younger brother says timidly. 

“Hey.” Saxon responds, tight-lipped.

“So…do you like Chase?”

“Fuck no.” Saxon scoffs. 

Lochy just hums in response. Saxon finally turns to look at him, and the sad puppy dog look he sees on his little brother’s face makes his heart split in two. 

“It’s just…you can do way better Loch. You’re so fucking handsome, and cool, and that guy’s just, tch .” 

“I’m not really, either of those Sax.” Lochy sighs. 

“You fucking kidding me? Look at me.” Saxon practically growls. Lochy looks up at him timidly. 

“Don’t ever say any bullshit like that to me again, you understand? I thought you grew out of this low self-esteem shit.” Saxon scoffs. 

“It’s just, there are way buffer guys at my school, and I’m honestly kind of a nerd, I’m not really popular–”

“Jesus Loch, who gives a fuck? If you want we can start working out, get you on my protein shakes or whatever, but you’re fine the way you are, seriously.” 

His little brother sighs and sits down on one of the chairs, Saxon sits down next to him. 

“Chase is really sweet to me, he’s not embarrassed about being gay, he kisses me in public.” 

“I can kiss you in fucking public if that’s all it takes.” Saxon scoffs. Lochy shoots him a sarcastic look. 

“Yeah right, you know what I mean.” 

“You wanna kiss? Let’s kiss.” 

“Sax–”

“We used to do it all the time, remember?” 

“Yeah, I remember.” 

They’d stopped after their huge fight about Lochy’s sexuality when he was fourteen. 

“I just…we can’t right now, mom, and dad, and Pipe, and Chase are like, right inside.” 

“I’ll stay over tonight then, come to my room later.” 

“Sax…I don’t want to force you to like, do gay shit or whatever.” Lochy says shyly. 

“You’re not forcing me, I offered, plus you’re hot Lochy, it's no big deal.” 

“I’m what?” His little brother blushes from his neck down to his chest. 

“Hot, take it as a confidence boost.” Saxon smirks. He downs his beer and claps his little brother on the back before heading back inside. 

*

Around 10pm after everyone else has gone to sleep, Saxon hears footsteps approaching his bedroom. The door slowly creaks open to reveal his beautiful little brother standing in the doorway. Saxon smiles softly at him. Lochy shuts and locks the door, before walking towards Saxon’s bed. Saxon sits up and smiles as Lochy sits on the edge of the bed. 

“So, um…” Lochy starts awkwardly. 

Saxon chuckles before turning his brother’s head towards him and pressing a gentle kiss to his soft pink lips. 

“There.” 

Lochy’s blushing, even in the dim light illuminating from his window, Saxon can still tell. 

“That’s like…amateur dude.” Lochy chuckles awkwardly. 

“What?”

“I kiss with tongue and stuff now.” 

“The fuck? You suck dick too or whatever?” 

Saxon’s not sure why sucking dick was where his mind immediately went to. 

Lochlan just shrugs with a small smile on his lips. 

“You kidding me?” 

Something jealous and wicked twist in Saxon’s gut. He feels anger surge through his body for several reasons. Number one, his brother’s a little slut, number two, Chase absolutely does not deserve Lochy’s gorgeous lips on his filthy cock, and number three, a tiny, nasty part of Saxon is mad that Lochy’s first time wasn’t with him. Saxon is so tempted to call him a fag, just to piss him off, but he holds back. 

“Gross dude, don’t kiss me with your dick sucking lips.” He jokes instead. Lochy smiles and leans in, this time he carefully grasps Saxon’s jaw and presses their lips together. Lochy holds the kiss for longer, and Saxon feels himself get a little lost in it. 

“You’ve really never done it, Sax?”

“Sucked dick? Hell no.”

“But guys have done it to you?”

“Hell yeah.” 

“God, you’re so backwards.” Lochy chuckles fondly. He leans in for another kiss, and this time Saxon indulges him. He tilts his head to deepen the kiss and Lochy whimpers softly in response. Their lips fit together like puzzle pieces, and Saxon has to pull away because it’s too perfect. 

“You kiss good.” Lochy says. 

“Duh, I’m seven years older than you, you brat.” 

“I don’t know, I was starting to doubt you Sax.”

“The fuck, why?” 

“You never like, really kissed me.”

“You were a fucking baby Loch, you expect me to tongue down my baby brother?” 

“I don’t mean then! When I was fourteen you never–”

“Fourteen’s still a baby Loch, hell, so is sixteen. Can’t believe I’m doing this shit with you.” 

“If I’m old enough to suck dick, then I’m old enough to kiss with tongue Saxon.” 

“Fuck, fair point.” 

He’s not sure who initiates this time, but they really get into it. Lochy ends up on his lap somehow, and their tongues are all up in each other’s mouths. Their saliva mixes together and Saxon has to breath through his nose, and it’s so fucking good. God Lochy can kiss, little slut. Lochy pulls back panting, and his pupils are completely blown out. Saxon hates himself at that moment, because the way Lochy looks right now makes the truth sink in. 

Saxon genuinely thinks his little brother is hot. 

Not adorable, or beautiful, even though he’s also those things, but hot, scorching, like, Saxon would totally fuck the shit out of him if he were just some random twink and not his darling little brother. 

“Saxy .” Lochy whines breathily as he leans back down in an attempt to capture Saxon’s lips again. At the last minute, Saxon turns his head so Lochy’s lips meet his neck. Lochy giggles and starts to kiss his neck. 

“Remember when you would do this to me sometimes?” 

“I remember, I also remember you asking me to give you a hickey when you were fucking seven. ”

Lochy chuckles. 

“I was innocent then.” He sighs before biting down on Saxon’s neck and sucking at the soft skin. He laps over it with his tongue before repeating the motion. 

“Loch, you can’t leave hickeys babe, they’re gonna notice tomorrow.” Babe? Seriously? 

“Just use Piper’s makeup and cover it.” 

God Lochy really is a brat, Saxon shouldn’t have let him get everything he wanted as a child. 

He gets a hand in Lochy’s curls and pulls his head back, his younger brother pouts. 

“Stop. ” Saxon repeats, voice firm. Lochy whines and his eyes soften a little, Saxon squints at him, he just wants to try something. He tightens the grip in Lochy’s hair and yanks his head back a little harder, and his whore of a brother whines again and shifts his hips on top of Saxon. No sixteen year old has business being this lewd, Saxon is as disturbed as he is turned on. 

“The fuck?” Saxon smirks, he does it again and this time Lochy bites his lip. 

“What the fuck have you been getting into at that all boys school Loch?” 

“Nothing.” Lochy smirks in return. 

“You been giving head, getting your hair pulled?” Saxon smiles, wicked and knowing as he tugs on Lochy’s hair again. He leans down to lavish the younger boy's neck as he does it.

“Sax, cut it out.” Lochy whines.

“Why, you getting hard?”

“I’ve been hard.” 

Fuck. 

The rational part of Saxon knows he’s damned to hell for what he’s doing, but…maybe it's the soft moonlight shining through the windows, the cool air circling through his room. Maybe it's the way Lochy sits on top of him, sexy and entitled, waiting for Saxon to make the next move. Saxon wants, he wants so badly that he’s almost willing to put his morals to the side. Because Lochy is young, and so, so hot, and he wants Saxon just as badly. 

“You give good head Loch?” 

“Mhm, I think so.”

“Think’s no good.” Saxon tsks. 

“I can show you better than I can tell you.” 

God, what a tempting offer. 

If only Lochy weren’t sixteen, and his biological brother. 

“Can’t baby, you know why.”

“It’s fine Sax, I don’t care that we’re brothers.” Saxon’s fingers press into the back of Lochy’s head, massaging his scalp and petting the soft curls. Lochy’s practically grinding on him now, narrow hips rotating in circles on Saxon’s lap. 

“Do you know how fucked up what you just said is?”

“It doesn’t matter Sax, I’ve always loved you–”

“Stop. ” Jesus, there’s no way Lochy’s trying to confess to him right now. 

“I’ve always loved you too, because we’re brothers, siblings, family, Loch, that’s what we’re supposed to do.”

“I don’t love anyone else in our family the way I love you.”

Silence. 

Saxon can’t believe what he just heard. He’s been rendered completely speechless. He blinks up at his little brother. 

“That’s not right Loch.” 

Lochy looks down at him hesitantly. 

“I know.” 

“We can’t–you can’t–Loch, baby, I’d be ruining you.” 

“I’m already ruined for you.” 

Saxon closes his eyes and lets out a deep sigh. His cock is still hard, as is Lochy’s, but he can’t let Lochy put his mouth on him, because he knows what’ll happen next. Saxon won’t be able to stop himself from fucking the shit out of Lochlan, and savoring every moment of it. Lochy’s too young for that shit. Still, they’re both horny and desperate for contact. 

“Listen, this is a one time offer, alright? If you say yes, then what’s gonna happen is, I’m gonna take off my clothes, you’re gonna take off your clothes, then, we get in bed.”

Lochy looks close to salivating. 

“We’re gonna rub our dicks together, hump each other, whatever you wanna call it, til we bust a nut, alright? Then, we go straight to bed, nothing else.” 

“Can we stay naked while we sleep?”

“Duh Loch.” 

“Then yes, fuck yes Sax.” 

Lochy’s hopping off of him and shedding his clothes in record speed. Saxon shakes his head in disbelief as he gets out from under the covers to do the same. 

“Fuck, your cock is fat.” Lochy practically moans. 

“Chase’s isn’t?” Saxon smirks. 

“Nah, it’s about the same size as mine.” 

At that, Saxon looks down at his little brother’s cock. It’s absolutely perfect, but he’s also biased. Lochy is a little over six inches, he’s more long than he is thick, his cock is proportionate with the rest of his body.  

“So cute Loch.” Saxon smirks as he slides back under the covers and pulls his little brother towards him.

“Ugh, cute is like, the worst thing someone could say about your dick.” Lochy rolls his eyes before leaning in and kissing Saxon, slow and sensual. 

“I didn’t say small, I said cute, I think everything about you is cute.” Saxon chuckles when their lips pull away from each other. He hikes one of Lochy’s long legs over his own thigh so they can rut together better. Lochy moans and throws his head back the second their cocks touch. Saxon does the same, because in his twenty-three years of life and his eight years of being sexually active, he has never experienced anything quite as electric as this. 

Lochy’s body was made for him, he’s convinced of that now. They hump each other harder, faster, because they can’t get enough. Lochy’s letting out quiet, slutty little whimpers as Saxon bites his neck hard . He forgets that he’s supposed to give a fuck about leaving Lochlan with hickeys. The bed creaks with the force of their humping, and Lochy decides to straddle Saxon again, this time with their bare cocks rubbing against each other. 

“Oh my god Saxy, god , feels so good, fuck . ” Lochy babbles. 

“Yeah, like my cock? Just wait until I fuck the shit out of you Loch, I’ll have you begging for it.” Saxon’s a bit lost in pleasure himself. 

“Yeah, wanna fuck me Saxy?” Lochy whines.

“God, yes baby .” 

“Do it then, put it in.” 

“I would, but we made a deal, so be a good boy and stick to it.” 

Lochy whines, but he stops pressuring Saxon about fucking. 

They cum hard on each other’s stomachs, with their tongues shoved deep into each other’s mouths. Saxon feels dazed, and Lochy seems to feel that way too judging by the way he trembles on top of his older brother. Saxon kisses his forehead, and curls, and pets his back until Lochy falls asleep on top of him. He then cradles his baby in his arms, and Saxon falls asleep with his limbs tangled together with the person he loves most. 

*

It kind of becomes a regular thing after that. Saxon starts sleeping over every other weekend. His parents are elated to see him more often, but Piper’s suspicious. She often looks between him and Lochy with suspicious, almost knowing, eyes. Still, she can’t prove shit, so Saxon doesn’t really give a fuck. 

He and Lochy spend practically the whole night humping when Saxon sleeps over. Lochy will sneak into his older brother’s bed, where Saxon will be waiting for him, already naked. They kiss and rut, and kiss and rut. Saxon feels like he’s in highschool again, only this is way more gratifying than humping some random bitch. 

The night of Lochy’s seventeenth birthday, Saxon sucks his cock for the first time. Lochy barely lasts five minutes before he cums in Saxon’s mouth, which makes his older brother chuckle. Saxon couldn’t have been that good, because Lochy’s the first guy he’s ever blown. He watched some gay porn to prepare himself, but he’s still no expert. Lochy begs to suck his, and hell, it’s his birthday, so why not. 

The best head Saxon Ratcliff has gotten in his entire twenty-four years on this earth, comes from his seventeen year old brother. Lochy hasn’t been allowed to have boyfriends, not since he and Saxon started doing this. Saxon’s possessive, and no dumbass teenage boy was going to taint his precious baby brother. Still, it seems Lochlan’s been sneaking behind his back and sucking cock or whatever, because he’s fucking fantastic at it. 

“God, you’re such a whore Lochy. Bet the whole school’s gotten a taste of you, huh?” Saxon groans as Lochy deep-throats him. Lochy moans around his cock and Saxon’s eyes roll back in his head. Lochy’s technique is objectively good, but what makes this blowjob even better is how eager he is. He sucks Saxon’s cock like he’s getting paid to, like he’s truly savoring it, freak. The way Lochy slurps on it, pulling back to suck at the head before deep-throating again, makes Saxon see stars. 

“You haven’t let anyone fuck you, right Loch?” 

His little brother attempts to shake his head no. 

“Good, you’re saving yourself for me, aren’t you?” 

Lochy attempts to nod yes. 

“If you let anyone inside your hole, I’ll kill them first, then I'll kill you, understand?”

Lochy moans again and the vibration triggers Saxon’s orgasm. It’s mind–numbing, all encompassing, and when Lochy kisses him with cum still in his mouth, Saxon knows this is as close to heaven as he could possibly get.

*

Nothing good lasts forever. 

“Sax, sweetie, come here.” His mom drawls one morning. Saxon’s making breakfast for everyone, eggs and lox bagels since the rest of them don’t like protein shakes. He sighs and turns off the burner. 

“What mom?” 

When he gets to the dining room, he sees Piper sitting next to his mother, his sister’s eyes are hard and mean. 

“Now Saxy…Piper says Lochlan’s been sneaking off to your room at night, is that true sweetie?” 

Saxon’s blood goes cold, shit, fuck you Piper. He loves his sister, but she can be such a nosy bitch sometimes. 

“Yeah, sometimes when I sleep over Lochy comes to my room. We watch a movie or whatever, just hangout. 

“Hm…she says he’s in there all night.”

“Well, yeah, he usually falls asleep.” 

“Right, well, I don’t see anything wrong with that Pipe—”

“I hear weird sounds mom. Remember, I told you about the bed creaking and stuff?” Piper says earnestly. 

“That is strange…”

“We just play fight sometimes mom, it’s no big deal.”

Piper narrows her eyes at him. 

“Well, really Saxy I agree, it’s not a big deal. Piper was the one who insisted I talk to you about it.” Victoria sighs in exasperation. She’s still on her morning dose of Lorazepam, meaning she barely gives a shit about what’s going on. 

“Alright mom, I’m gonna keep cooking, yeah?”

“Sure Saxy.” 

Piper’s nosy ass follows him into the kitchen. 

“I know what you’re doing Saxon.”

“And what the fuck am I doing Pipe, huh?”

“You and Lochlan–”

“Morning Sax, Piper.” Lochy smiles as he walks into the kitchen, picking up an orange off of the fruit bowl. 

“Sax, cut this for me?” Lochy throws him the orange, and of course he catches it. 

“Sure Loch.” 

Piper grinds her teeth as she watches Lochy walk towards the living room. 

“How long?” She hisses at Saxon. 

“How long what ?” 

“How long have you been doing what you do to him?”

“I don’t know what the fuck you’re talking about.” Saxon grits. 

“You do know, you fucking–”

“Listen up Pipe, I’ve never hurt Lochy, other than a little bit of rough-housing every now and then. I’ve never pressured him into doing anything he didn’t want to do, ever .” 

Piper’s eyes widened in understanding. 

“So whatever the fuck you think you know, it’s bullshit.” Saxon ignores her as he gets to plating breakfast. 

“You guys have always been weirdly co-dependent but, if this is what I think it is…” 

“And what do you think it is? Don’t accuse me of something you can’t even say out loud Piper. ” 

His little sister stands in the doorway. 

“He worships you Saxon, please don’t do anything to hurt him.” Her voice is desperate. 

Saxon’s jaw tightens. 

“I won’t, I worship him too.” He replies, voice quiet, because it's the first time he’s ever said it out loud, the first time he’s admitted it to himself. Lochy is everything to him. He’s not a fag, but Lochy doesn’t count, because their bond is deeper than whatever’s between their legs.

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Saxon’s being sent out of state, he’ll be gone for six months, six fucking months. He’s not going to get to really spend time with Lochy again until some bullshit family vacation to Thailand, and it makes him want to fucking scream. He fought tooth and nail with his dad, but ultimately, Timothy insists that Saxon is the man best suited to negotiate these contracts. Saxon know he’s one of the most capable fuckers in that office, but this feel like karmic punishment. His Lochy just turned eighteen, he’s still choosing what college he’s going to. Saxon wants to be there, to support whatever choice he makes. His heart breaks at the fact that he has to go six months without seeing Lochy. Sure he can travel back and forth, but his dad will get pissed if he finds out Saxon’s constantly leaving fucking Los Angeles where he’s supposed to be. 

The night before it happens, Lochy comes into his room, eyes glassy with unshed tears. His parents let Loch sleep over at his penthouse, since it’ll be their last night together for a while. Lochy was supposed to sleep on the pull out couch in the living room, you know, to help wean them off of each other. It doesn’t work, because Saxon tosses and turns all night, and from what he hears so does Loch. It’s almost a relief when he finally comes into Saxon’s room. 

Saxon embraces him immediately, and they keep their clothes on for once, because this isn’t about sex, this is about intimacy.

“Sax. ” Lochy chokes out.

“I know baby, I know. I’ll come visit as often as I can.” 

“How often?”

“Shit, maybe once a month or so, maybe every couple months? It’s a five hour flight Loch, I can’t exactly fly over every weekend.” Not to mention Saxon gets horrible jet lag. 

Lochy genuinely whines at that. 

“I know baby, I’m gonna miss you so fucking much, feels like I’m losing a limb.” Saxon huffs a laugh to keep from crying. He holds Lochy through his tears and kisses him everywhere he can. After a while, his baby brother finally calms down. He begins to kiss Saxon’s neck and leave tender little bites on him. Saxon’s dick is starting to fill out, and from what he can feel, so is Lochy’s. 

“Sax…before you go, can we…”

Saxon strokes his baby brother's curls as he waits for him to finish.

“I—I think I’m ready Sax.” 

Saxon inhales, he knows what Lochy’s on about, but he still wants to hear him say it.

“I can’t give it to you if you don’t tell me exactly what it is you want, Loch.”

“I want you to fuck me, I want you to take my virginity.” 

“Fuck.”

Saxon wets his lips.

“You ever prepped back there, like with fingers or anything?”

“Mhm, I can fit three.”

“Fuck Loch.” Saxon growls. Why waste anymore time then? He flips them so that Lochland’s body is underneath his. Their kiss starts off gentle, but quickly turns wild. They don’t have to stifle their moans since they’re in Saxon’s place for once. Their lips are all over each other, Saxon kisses down Lochy’s collarbones, his stomach, his long legs and soft thighs. He even presses kisses to Lochy’s feet which makes his younger brother giggle. He slides down Lochy’s pants and immediately pulls him into his mouth. 

“Saxy.” Lochy moans breathily, hips instantly arching upwards towards Saxon’s mouth. Lochy’s stamina’s gotten better, because it’s about ten minutes this time before he cums in Saxon’s mouth. Saxon spits it out in his hand and rubs it over Lochy’s stomach with a chuckle. His younger brother frowns at him, but doesn’t protest. 

“Loch, you want it from the front or back babe?” 

“Front please.”

* 

The prep doesn’t take very long because Lochy’s fingered himself before. Saxon pulls a condom out of his drawer and lines himself up. He inhales deeply, it’s been a minute since he’s fucked a guy, or hell, anyone for that matter. He doesn’t want to hurt his Lochy, but he also knows how much his body craves him. It’ll take a lot for him not to ram it in and start fucking like a damn animal the second he gets inside Loch, but his baby deserves to feel pleasure, not pain. 

“You ready?” 

Lochy smiles, soft and close-mouthed as he nods his head. That’s all the encouragement Saxon needs before he slides in. They both moan when Saxon bottoms out. He pauses for a little, just to let his baby brother adjust. God, he loves Lochy so fucking much, even more after Loch gave him something as precious as his first time. When Saxon finally moves, it’s slow and steady. Lochy grunts and bites his bottom lip. He doesn’t seem to be in pain, but he’s still getting used to the sensation of having a dick up his ass. Saxon kisses him through it, he tweaks his nipples with one hand. 

“Sax, you can go faster.” Lochy breathes after a bit. 

Saxon smiles at him and picks up his thrust. He pulls little “ ah,ah,ahs” out from between Lochy’s lips and it makes him feel a strong sense of pride. 

After a little while more, they start to fuck hard. Lochy’s got his legs wrapped around Saxon’s torso while Saxon pistons into him. Lochy digs his nails into his older brother’s back, scratching and attempting to find something solid to grip onto while Saxon’s fat cock splits him in half. It’s so fucking good for Saxon, and if Lochy feels even half as good as he does, then that means they’re both having the best sex of their life. Saxon doesn’t think he’s ever been this turned on before. How the hell is Lochy a virgin and still the best fuck he’s ever had? 

“So fucking good Loch, so goddamn tight baby.” Saxon moans as he fucks Loch with everything he’s got. Those extra sessions he’s been putting in at the gym have paid off.

“You feel good Sax?” Lochy pants, voice breathy because he’s literally getting the wind fucked out of him.

“Fuck yeah I do.” 

“Good, I always, ah, always wanna make you feel good. I love you Sax.” 

“Love you too baby, god, I love you.” 

The bed creaks so loud Saxon’s worried his bed frame might break. He fucks Lochy hard and deep, and when he finally finishes, he shakes with the force of his orgasm. Lochy shakes even harder, and Saxon looks down to see that he’s been crying from pleasure. Saxon kisses his face and wipes his tears. 

“Sax, can we go again?” Lochy pants. Saxon raises an eyebrow at him, because they literally just finished. Saxon hasn’t even taken the condom off yet. 

“You serious? My dick’s soft, Loch.” Saxon chuckles.

“If I blow you, you’ll get hard again right?”

“Well, probably.” 

“Good.” 

Lochy smirks like the sexy little devil he is and pushes Saxon’s chest to signal that he wants him to move. Saxon lays down and Lochy slides between his legs to service him. 

“Hey, Loch, can we try something?”

“Mhm.” Lochy hums and he licks at Saxon’s soft cock. 

That’s how they end up 69ing, and of course Saxon gets rock hard again from being in one of his favorite sex positions with his hot ass brother. 

They fuck again, and this time Saxon takes Lochy while his little brother is on all fours and gripping onto the bed frame for dear life.

Then, they fuck again and Lochy rides him with his head thrown back and back arched, and Saxon doesn’t think he’s seen a more perfect sight in his life.

Saxon doesn't think his dick can get up anymore, but after the come down from their third round, he asks Lochy if his little brother wants to fuck him this time. Lochy’s had just as many orgasms as he’s had, but at the sound of Saxon’s words, his dick springs back to life almost instantly. 

Saxon’s never taken it up the ass, and he never would for anyone except Lochy. 

*

“Fuck, this is so fucking gay Loch.” He scoffs as his little brother eats his ass. 

Lochy chuckles.

“So it’s only gay when I do it to you?”

“Yeah, pretty much.” 

Lochy chuckles again before going back to burying his face between his older brother’s cheeks.

“I mean, how the fuck are you so good at this?” Saxon starts to talk again because he’s so fucking nervous to get his ass fucked into. What if it feels fucking terrible? What if it feels fucking good? 

“I didn’t know I was until you told me.” Lochy smirks. 

Lochy squirts some lube on his fingers and slowly starts to finger his brother. Saxon twists his hips a little, it feels foreign but not exactly bad.

“Yeah right, probably ate ass all around that fucking school.”

“I didn’t , I told you I’d save this for you.” 

“Whatever, by the way, I’m only letting you fuck my ass because it’s an important part of losing your virginity.”

“Really?” Lochy raises an eyebrow.

“Yeah, you’re technically still a virgin if you don’t get to stick your dick in something, them's the rules.” Saxon breathes out as Lochy hits a spot in him that makes him jerk his hips up.

“Fuck Loch, the fuck was that?”

“Your prostate, feels nice, yeah?”

“Is that how it felt when I fucked you?”

“Well, yeah.” 

“Shit Loch, get your dick in my ass right now.” 

*

Lochy fucks just as animalistically as Saxon does. He pushes Saxon’s knees up as far as they can go. Only, Lochy’s not strong enough to hold Saxon’s thick thighs up and fuck him at the same time, so Saxon puts his own hands behind his knees. Saxon’s a little embarrassed about the sounds he’s making, he’s moaning like a bitch and whimpering his brother’s name like one too. He sinks his teeth into his brother’s neck until he remembers the hickey rule then stops. This is a different kind of pleasure, one that shoots up his spine and pushes teasingly against his stomach. It’s incredible, and even though he’s not a fag, he’d definitely let Lochy do this again. 

Lochy’s gone crazy, babbling all kinds of bullshit while he fucks Saxon.

“Fuck Saxy, love you so much, would do fucking anything for you, love making you feel good, mine Saxy, you’re mine, I love you, I love you, I love you.” 

He keeps repeating some variation of that shit, until he decides, like the little freak he is, to take Saxon’s toes into his mouth.

“Loch, what the hell?” 

He doesn’t respond, he just moans as he licks the heel of Saxon’s foot and then his toes. He sucks Saxon’s big toe into his mouth, and then the smaller ones. Saxon’s eyes go wide, what the fuck is wrong with his little brother ? 

“Saxy .” Lochy whimpers, biting his lip. Why the fuck is his stamina so good when it comes to this? How long has he even been fucking Saxon for? Not that it doesn’t feel good as fuck, but Saxon can literally see the sun coming up as he looks towards his floor to ceiling windows. He has to get on the family jet at noon, and he and Lochy have been fucking all night. He’s screwed. He tightens up in an attempt to pull Lochy’s orgasm out of him, and it works because his little brother whimpers.

“Sax, m’so close.” 

“Come on then Lochy, do it, fill me up baby.” 

Lochy genuinely whines at that.

“You know how good you make your big brother feel? Know how good of a fuck you are baby?” 

Lochy’s jaw hangs open in sheer pleasure as his thrusts pick up.

“Never let anyone in my ass before you baby, only you. I guess you could say I saved myself for you too.” Saxon chuckles breathily.

Yep, that does it, Lochy cums hard as hell inside of him. Saxon’s so glad he made the little brat wear a condom, he’d rather not have to clean cum out of his ass before the flight. 

Lochy flops down on top of him after he pulls the condom out, ties it up, and throws it off the edge of the bed.

“We didn’t give each other any hickeys right?” Saxon double-checks as he pets up and down Lochy’s back.

“Who cares?”

“Tch, Piper cares, she’s already been on my ass before, accusing me of corrupting you or whatever.”

“I think she’s just jealous of how close we are.” Lochy responds softly.

“Yeah, think so too.”

Lochy swallows and sits up a little to make eye contact with Saxon.

“Y’know…I didn’t want to tell you this because I didn’t want you to get pissed but, a couple weeks ago like, before you found out you had to go to California, I heard her talking with dad.” 

 Saxon’s stomach drops.

“What’d she say?”

“She was telling him that we’re too close or whatever, dad kind of brushed her off. He said we’d been that way since we were kids, and that he can’t do anything about it now.”

“Damn right.”

Lochy smiles gently at him, but then his face falls.

“But then she told dad she thinks we sleep in the same bed sometimes, like…when I come over and visit.”

Lochy swallows.

“Dad didn’t respond, but he had this look on his face, he looked really disturbed.”

“Fuck.” 

“Yeah.”

“And two weeks later he sends me to fucking LA.” Saxon huffs a laugh, even though nothing about this situation is funny.

“What the fuck is Piper’s problem?” He snarls.

“She’s just worried I think, Sax, what we have is, well…unconventional.”

“We don’t have anything Lochy, you’re my brother, and I love you, so I take care of you.”

“But if she thinks we’re having sex, then it makes sense that she’d be worried.” Lochy says gently. His brother’s already pissed and he really would rather not make it worse.

“However we take care of each other is our business, not hers, nosy fucking bitch.”

“Sax, c’mon man she’s our sister, don’t talk about her like that.” 

“I don’t give a fuck, she’s seperating us Lochy.” 

“Technically dad’s separating us, not her.” 

“If she kept her big mouth shut then dad wouldn’t have felt the need to fucking separate us.”

Lochy sighs.

“Do you ever think…I don’t know, that this could be good in a way?”

Saxon pulls Lochy’s head up by his curls and narrows his eyes at him.

“What?” He hisses.

“You were the one who told me I couldn’t be a fag forever, that I’d have get married and have kids with a girl someday.”

“You’re fucking eighteen Loch, you don’t need to do that shit anytime soon.” 

“But…if I’m like, in love with you Saxon, then that’ll make it even harder.”

“You’re in love with me?”

“I said if! ” 

Saxon scoffs.

“Can’t believe this shit, you just had your dick up my ass, now you’re telling me it’s good I’m fucking off to New York.” 

“I just…I don’t want us to hold each other back.” 

“Get off me.” 

Lochy listens.

“Go sleep on the couch.” 

“Sax…”

Saxon rolls to the other side of the bed, so he’s facing the window instead of facing Lochy. He pulls the covers up to his neck and closes his eyes. 

“Wake me up at 11.” He mumbles, knowing Lochy will do what he asks. His little brother sighs and makes a small, hurt sound at the back of his throat. It tears at Saxon’s heart, but he can’t be weak. Not when he’s leaving in a few hours, and not when he’s just had the best sex of his life with his own brother, who he’s going to be away from for six months. Not when said brother just told him it’s a good thing he’s leaving anyways. This is so fucking stupid, why does this feel like a breakup? He and Lochy aren’t in a relationship, but his heart is breaking as if they were. It’s a different type of hurt than what he feels to be leaving his brother, his chest aches as if he’s leaving a lover. 

*

On the private jet the next morning, Saxon and Lochy don’t talk. Everyone probably finds it suspicious, since the whole family knows how codependent they are. Still, no one says anything. His mom pets his hair and talks to him about staying safe and keeping in contact regularly while he’s there. 

“Remember, not everyone is a good person, Saxon.” 

“I know mom.” 

“Victoria honey, he’s not goin’ halfway across the world, just to Los Angeles for a few months.” Timothy chuckles. 

“Oh I know, but he’s never lived away from home for so long.” 

“He’s a grown man baby, he’ll be alright.” 

Victoria sighs and gets up to make another cocktail. Saxon and his father don’t talk much, but they rarely do. Piper’s all over Lochy, chatting up a storm, talking to him about whatever it is nerds talk about. Lochy’s smiling, he looks good, happy; it makes Saxon sigh. 

He can’t stop replaying last night in his head. Lochy’s moans, the feeling of their bodies pressed together, the way his bedroom stank of sweat and cum. All he can think about is how no one else in their family knows just how hard he and Lochy fucked last night, or that they fucked at all. Saxon’s entire body is sore, and he’s positive Loch’s is too. God his brother was truly an incredible fuck. It's a shame Saxon doesn’t know when next they’ll explore each other’s bodies, if ever. 

Lochy is determined to ignore him it seems, and Saxon’s sure as hell not about to beg for his little brother’s attention. He rolls his eyes at Lochy’s petty behavior. Granted, Saxon himself was even pettier last night. As the older brother, he does have more of a responsibility to break the ice between them. Still, he can’t find it in him to even speak to Lochy right now. Saxon sips on a beer, trying his best to relax and ignore his brother’s cute little laugh as he chats with Piper. Just as he starts to doze off, his phone buzzes. He rolls his eyes and picks it up, seeing a text from the daughter of one of his dad’s business partners. His dad had told him earlier in the week to expect one from her.

“Hey Saxon, it’s Sasha Frederickson, we’re so excited to have you at our office. My dad wanted me to welcome you personally. ;)” 

“Hey Sasha, thanks for the text, see you in a couple days after I get settled in.”

“Of course, by the way do you have any selfies or anything? Lol, my dad didn’t show me what you look like but I’m curious. I can send a pic of myself too.”

Saxon rolls his eyes, that confirms it, she’s definitely flirting with him. Their parents are probably trying to set them up or something. He sends her a photo of himself that was taken at a business conference a few months ago. It’s not exactly a selfie but he’s smiling and has his arm slung around another guy in the photo. He looks handsome enough, his smile is sparkling white, his biceps are big, he looks tall in the photo too, which he is. She responds about five minutes later.

“Wow, my dad said you’re handsome but I’m even more impressed than I thought I’d be. ;)” 

“Lol, thank you.” 

A minute or so later she sends a photo of herself that makes Saxon’s mouth water. She’s a little thinner than he typically likes his girls to be. He prefers twinks when it comes to guys, but he tends to like soft curves on women. Still, her physique looks like that of a model. Her hair is just above shoulder length, and her full, dark brown curls are parted to the side. Her eyes are a beautiful Hazel, and her skin is olive-toned. She didn’t exactly send a selfie either, it’s a picture of her inside a bar, drink in hand as she smiles at the camera. She's in a tight purple dress that stops mid thigh, casual, but still still sexy. Saxon notices another girl standing next to her, a blonde with huge tits, but he couldn’t give less of a fuck about her. Sasha’s so fucking hot he almost starts to get hard right there on the plane. He closes his eyes and sends a mental thank you to god for sending him a chic who’s exactly his type. He’s got pussy on tap and he hasn’t even landed in fucking LA yet. 

“Stunning, do you model part time? ;)”

”Loll, I’m blushing, and no. Just a regular girl who helps my dad with clients.” 

“Nice. Well, I had a late night so I’m gonna catch a quick nap, talk to you soon Sasha.” 

“Alright Saxon.” 

Saxon closes his eyes and lets himself doze off to the sound of light turbulence. 

*

When he slowly blinks his eyes open, he looks around and finds that his entire family is asleep, except for Lochy. His dad’s snoring, his mom’s in a deep Lorazapem induced slumber, even Piper’s fallen asleep curled into her blanket. Lochy’s reading some book about the ocean, tsunamis or whatever. He looks so into it, god he’s so fucking cute. Saxon feels it then, the pain that burns through his chest when he remembers that he’ll be five fucking hours and a whole plane ride away from Lochy for six months. Even at home in North Carolina, his apartment is at most twenty minutes away from the family home. He’s never in his life been so far apart from Lochy, and truthfully, he has no idea how he’ll survive. 

Lochy must feel his older brother’s eyes on him, because he looks up and into Saxon’s eyes. Deep brown meets sparkling blue, and Saxon almost wants to cry, because he has never loved anyone the way he loves Lochy. Now it's not only love, but lust he feels towards his little brother. Lochy smiles shyly at him, and Saxon wants to pull him into his arms and kiss him right then.  

“Sax, can I come sit by you?” Loch says softly. 

“Sure, whatever.” Saxon grumbles, pretending to be annoyed and not elated. 

Lochy walks the short distance and sits across from him in the plush cream colored seat. 

“Y’know, I didn’t mean that it’s good your leaving. Like I said, I just don’t want us to hold each other back, and if—” Lochy leans in and whispers the next part. “If we keep y’know…having sex, then it’ll be really hard to break away.” 

“Loch, are you really stupid enough to think our problems started when I put my dick up your ass?” 

“Saxon, whisper!” 

“We’ve never been normal about each other, like, ever. Even if we never fucked again, we’d still be crazy about each other.” 

“I know ! That’s the problem Saxon, you're almost thirty—”

“I’m twenty-five Loch, that’s not almost thirty.” 

“Well, still, it’s not fair to you if I keep hoarding all your time like a greedy little gremlin or something.” 

Saxon’s mouth twitches as he struggles to suppress a laugh, however, when he hears Lochy snort, he can’t help but crack up in return. Nothing about this situation is funny, but he appreciates Loch’s attempt at lightening the mood. 

“What about you?” Saxon says once they’ve both calmed down. 

“What about me?” 

“You keep saying it’s not fair to me, but what’s fair to you?” 

“I—you can’t just ask me that.” 

“Why not?” 

Lochy looks down. 

“I love you Sax, I just want you to be happy.” He says quietly. 

“I’m never gonna be happy if you’re miserable, Loch.” 

Lochy takes a deep breath. 

“I’ll be fine, I’ll get a boyfriend or something, get laid like you’re always telling me to. I mean, I’m not a virgin anymore so it’ll be easier. I’ll probably even enjoy being with other guys. I like it both ways, taking it and giving it, and you taught me that Sax so—” 

“Lochy, stop rambling.” 

His little brother swallows, his big brown eyes are glassy with unshed tears. 

“We’ll be fine alright, we’ll get through these six months, I’ll come visit every now and then, then I’ll meet you in Thailand and we’ll have an all night fuckfest our first night there.” 

Lochy blushes up to his ears. 

“God Sax, you can’t say shit like that.” 

Saxon chuckles, he double checks that everyone’s asleep, before leaning in and cupping Lochy’s jaw in his hands. He pulls him into a gentle kiss. 

“You’re not greedy for wanting my time, or my affection, and this doesn’t have to mean shit’s over. We’ll just take a little break, alright?” 

“Okay.” 

“Alright Loch, I love you, we’ll get through this.”

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*

Life changes things, for better or for worse. 

Saxon’s first month in Los Angeles is spent FaceTiming Lochy almost every night. He updates Sax on his life, school, his friends, guys who occasionally ask him out. They have a weird conversation one night which is basically just them giving each other permission to see other people for the time being. Saxon can’t bring himself to tell Lochy that the nights they don’t FaceTime are spent with Saxon’s dick buried deep in Sasha’s pussy, or her ass. God he loves fucking her ass, it reminds him of what it felt like to be balls deep in Lochy. On those nights when Saxon gets really drunk, he swears Sasha almost kind of looks like him. 

Around Saxon’s second month in LA, he finally gets the courage to ask Sasha to peg him. She’s surprisingly cool about it. Now, he knows he swore he’d never take it up the ass for anyone but Lochy, but on the rare nights when they’re both in the mood to do the whole pegging thing, he closes his eyes and pretends it’s Lochy inside of him. It’s basically the same thing anyways. 

Around the second month is also when he and Lochy start to fall off. Lochy’s got a new boyfriend, and he can’t FaceTime every other night. Saxon feels petty, so when they do FaceTime, he tells Lochy all about Sasha. He goes on and on about how good her pussy tastes, how much he loves eating her out, how good of a fuck she is. He watches Lochy’s heartbreak in real time and he just smirks through it all, as if he can’t tell. Pretty soon after that, Lochy stops FaceTiming him at all. They text occasionally, he sees Lochy’s instagram post with his dumbass boyfriend. His blood boils when he thinks about that fag fucking his baby brother. He doesn’t deserve Lochy, no one except Saxon could possibly be good enough for someone as perfect as Lochlan. 

By the fifth month, Saxon feels like he no longer knows his brother at all. They barely talk, the only information they get about each other is through instagram. Saxon’s only flew home a couple times in the past five months, but he and Lochy barely talk even though they’re in the same house. 

When their bullshit family vacation to Thailand comes around, Saxon genuinely wants to kill himself. He sees Lochy and the rest of his family at the terminal, since he came straight from Los Angeles to North Carolina so they can all fly out together. Piper looks beautiful, grown up and healthy, she even looks happy to see him. That’s saying something, because he can count on one hand the number of times she’s looked excited to be in his presence. Victoria coos over him and tells him how handsome he is, she bombards him with questions about Los Angeles, asking him if he got involved with any drug dealers or prostitutes. Of course the answer is no. His father pulls him into a quick hug and claps him on the back, and then there’s Lochlan.

He’s even more beautiful than the last time Saxon saw him. His curls look fluffier, his eyes are brighter, Saxon almost forgot how cute his nose is. Lochlan is gorgeous, but there’s something about him that’s even sexier now. He looks amazing in the blue button up and grey slacks he’s in. The watch Saxon got him on his seventeenth birthday sits proudly on his thin wrist. Saxon feels pride, affection, lust, everything surge through him all at once. How the fuck did he go so long without seeing Lochlan, without being there for him? Lochy is his baby, his brother, his best friend, the person he loves most, and Saxon just up and left him like he meant nothing. Lochlan let him leave like he meant nothing. They barely talked to each other for six months, and now his baby brother shifts awkwardly on his feet, not knowing how to address Saxon. Saxon wants to kiss him so fucking bad. He wants to slot their lips together and lick into Lochy’s mouth while he grips his soft curls. He wants Lochy on top of him, grinding and humping him like when he was sixteen. Instead, he smiles as he pulls his brother into a quick, very sexless hug.

“Looking handsome Loch.” 

Lochy blushes shyly.

“Thanks Sax, you too.” 

“Awww, my babies!” Victoria coos. 

Timothy chuckles as they all get on the plane and head out.

*

On the boat, he and Lochy continue to ignore each other. Things are painfully awkward between them, and what a horrible difference six months can make. 

It’s not until they get to the hotel and hear about the rooms, does Saxon have an opportunity to finally get some alone time with his baby. 

“Okay so Lochy, you’re with me.” He says quickly. 

“He can sleep in my room, I don’t mind.” Piper says, though she seems more relaxed overall, her voice still has an unnatural sense of urgency. Saxon explains to her why that’d be completely inappropriate, and he teases her more so she shuts up about it. 

Once again his opportunity for alone time with his brother is shat on when Piper forces him to come to that dumb fucking monastery with her. He hates all that woo-woo shit, it’s a waste of time anyways. Having Lochlan between his legs was the closest thing to a religious experience he’s had, no chance Buddha could compare. 

Saxon tries to hit on chicks at the pool, he has to keep up his game after all. He’s pretty unsuccessful, so he sighs and waits for Lochy to come join him. Lochy changed into cute little red shorts and a blue t-shirt, and Saxon yells out to him with a smile as he walks over to the lounge chair. Saxon hopes Lochy isn’t still uncomfortable with his body, because he truly is gorgeous in every way. He asks Lochy about the monastery, even though he couldn’t give less of a shit. It’s a way for them to make small talk, which is much needed considering they’ve barely talked in months. 

“So, how’s everything been?” Saxon asks, clearing his throat in an attempt to be casual. What he really means is who else have you fucked since I last talked to you? Are you still with your ugly ass ex? Have you met anyone half as good as me? 

“Good, yeah. I’m uh, still thinking about colleges but yeah.” 

“Nice, go wherever your heart tells you, don’t feel like you should have to listen to whatever the fuck mom or dad say.” 

Lochy nods his head thoughtfully.

“Um, Zeke and I broke up, like a little while before we came here.” 

Saxon figured that might have been the case when Lochy stopped plastering images of that douche bag all over his instagram. He has to resist the urge to first pump in excitement.

“Anything happen?” 

“No…he just said he started feeling like I wasn’t as into it as he was.” 

Saxon smirks.

“I don’t know how you were into it at all Loch, the fucker’s name is Zeke for christ’s sake.” 

Lochy’s beautiful face pulls into a broad smile and he chuckles at that. His little brother is even more beautiful when he’s smiling. 

“He’s a cool guy Sax, he’s a gym bro.” 

“I could tell, from your instagram.” 

“Yeah, he’s kind of a dick, but like, in a funny way. You probably saw but um, he has really pretty eyes, kind of like—”

Lochy cuts himself off and clears his throat awkwardly. 

Saxon rolls his eyes.

“He’s not even that buff Loch, you could do better.” 

“You have really high standards y’know? Every time I’m with a guy you say I could do better.” 

“Because you’re hot Loch, especially in the gay community, you’re like an easy ten.” 

Lochy’s entire face flushes, and Saxon knows it’s not from the heat. 

“It’s not all about looks y’know Sax, I’m allowed to like the guys I date for their personality too.” 

“Sure, whatever, but it’s also about optics. If you’re hot, you should be with someone equally as hot.” 

“Like who?”

“What?”

“Who’s equally as hot as me then? Since you know so much . ” 

Saxon clears his throat and looks away from his brother. 

“Dunno.” 

He hears Lochy let out a sigh of exasperation. 

Saxon turns back towards him and narrows his eyes.

“Actually…now that I think about it, that dude looked a little old to be in high school.” 

Saxon tried to push all thoughts and images of Zeke out of his mind during those six traitorous months, but now that Lochy’s brought him up, it’s all coming full circle. Lochy shifts in his chair awkwardly, and Saxon thinks, yep gottem.

“Loch…how old was that fucker?” Saxon grits, he may or may not be seeing red.

“It’s not a big deal, Sax, he was a little older.”

“ How.fucking.old.was.he.” 

“Twenty-one, it’s not a big thing.” 

“So a senior in college.”

“Sax—”

“A college senior fucking on a freshly eighteen year old high schooler.” 

Saxon huffs a laugh.

“Fucking unbelievable.”

“He’s not even that much older compared to—” 

“Compared to who Loch?” 

“No one.” 

“He’s a predator, you know that right?” 

“C’mon Sax, it’s not that deep, we’re both consenting adults.” 

“Doesn’t matter, what the fuck would you two even have in common, huh?” 

“A lot of things, he took me to nice restaurants and stuff. I, um, I’m more in shape because I’d work out with him sometimes.” 

Saxon almost wants to say then take off your shirt and show me Loch , but he holds himself back. 

“Mom and dad just let this shit happen?” 

“Like I said, we’re two consenting adults, they couldn’t have done anything to stop it.” 

“Fuck, I should’ve been there.” 

“What?” 

“I should’ve been there to protect you, I’m your older brother, it’s my fucking job to protect you Loch. You wouldn’t have been with that fucking guy if I’d been around.”

Because you would have been with me instead, goes unsaid between them, but the implication is there all the same. 

“Can’t believe mom and dad let you get molested.” Saxon scoffs. 

Lochy rolls his eyes. 

“Oh my god Sax, I wasn’t molested. ” 

“You basically were.” 

“I’m eighteen Sax.” 

“Still, he’s too old for you Loch.” 

Saxon’s aware how much of a fucking hypocrite he’s being. Some could argue that he was actually the one doing the molesting, since he and Lochlan started doing… things when his little brother was only sixteen. The difference is, Lochy’s his baby brother, he’s watched him grow up, held him when he was first born, he loves Lochy in a way no one else could possibly comprehend. When their relationship evolved into what it was, it was simply an extension of the love they’d always had for each other. His intentions with Lochy were always pure, despite their fairly large age gap. 

Saxon’s not some random twenty-one year old who was plotting on a high schooler, he’s Lochy’s big brother. He’s the man who watched Lochlan blossom into the beautiful boy he is today, Zeke could never comprehend what it's like to love Lochy so deeply that it transcends age. He probably just used Lochy to get his twenty-one year old dick wet, because the thought of fucking someone Lochy’s age turned him on. 

“He’s a fucking freak who had no business putting his hands on you.” 

“Sax—” 

“Can’t believe you let someone like that touch you.” Saxon scoffs. He puts his sunglasses back on and stares at the sky. He’s pissed at Lochlan, but he’s also disappointed in him, he could’ve sworn Lochy knew better than this. 

“Did you ever stop to wonder why I liked an older guy, Saxon, who he might have reminded me of?” 

“Don’t care.” 

“It has a lot to do with the guy who took my virginity, remember him?” 

Saxon feels the back of his neck heat up, but pointedly ignores his brother. 

“The guy who told me how much he loved me and how we’d wait for each other, only to FaceTime me and talk about eating pussy in every other sentence?” 

“If I recall correctly, you and that guy said it was cool for both of you to date other people while he was away.” 

“Still, I respected him enough not to rub my boyfriend in his face.” 

“Maybe he was confused about how two months in , you already had some other guy on your dick.” Saxon scoffs. 

“I mean, he’s the one who’s always calling me hot, so, why was he so confused?” Lochlan smirks. Saxon turns and gives him an evil look. 

“Whatever dude.” 

“Plus, it’s not like he was celibate when he was in LA.” 

“You’re right, he wasn’t.” Saxon smirks back at him to gain the upper hand. Lochlan’s eye twitches. 

“He probably fucked half the town.” Lochy adds.

“Not really, he was too busy thinking about his little brother back home.” 

Lochlan’s eyes widen at that, he looks bashful, guilty almost. 

“You—”

“What sucks is, his brother kinda ghosted him after a couple months, and now, he feels like he barely knows him. Isn’t that fucked up?” 

“Sax—”

“He had one steady hookup, she was cool, but the thing is… she can’t suck cock nearly as well as his baby brother can.” Saxon smirks. There are so many other ways in which Sasha could never measure up to Lochlan, but he keeps those to himself for now. It’s more fun to tease his little brother anyways. He sticks a hand in Lochy’s hair and ruffles it as he makes his way back towards the villa. Lochy, the brave little soul he is, follows him. 

“Saxon, wait.” 

“What Loch?” 

“I—I wanna make it up to you.” 

“Make what up to me, the ghosting, the fag boyfriend?” 

“Yeah, all of it.”

Saxon finally turns to face him.

“And how do you plan to do that?” 

*

And that’s how Saxon Ratcliff ends up sitting on the couch in the living room of their villa, with his cock shoved down his little brother’s throat. 

“ Saxy.” Lochy sighs breathily as he pulls back for air. Saxon hasn’t heard his brother call him by that nickname in almost six months, and hearing it makes electricity shoot up his spine. Lochy sticks his tongue out and slaps Saxon’s fat cock against it while making direct eye contact with his older brother. Saxon has to will himself not to blow his load right then and there. Lochlan’s sweet little tongue circles around Saxon’s tip and suckles at the head, before he dips his head down and deep throats Saxon all at once. Saxon’s balls tighten up and his hips arch off the couch. 

“Fuck.” He cusses as he listens to Lochy’s wet slurps below him. Lochy uses one hand to fondle his balls and the other to rub up and down Saxon’s lower stomach as he sucks his cock. Saxon’s never gotten head like this before from anyone, hell, not even from Lochy before right now. He’s felt on the edge of orgasm the entire time, there’s something about having Lochy’s mouth on him after all this time that gets him hornier than ever. Thank god Saxon has good stamina. 

Lochy pulls off again and licks the underside of his cock, his tongue is slow and sensual. He presses little kisses to the slit at the head of Saxon’s cock before sliding his mouth down to suck Saxon’s balls. Saxon bites his lip and groans at the sensation. Lochy sucks one ball after the other, switching between each one as he uses his hand to jerk Saxon off. Lochy’s not just blowing him, he’s fucking worshipping his cock.

Lochy looks up at him with a smirk on his lips as he strokes Saxon. He laps at the precum on his tip. 

“Jesus Loch.” 

Saxon almost wants to ask who taught him how to suck cock like this, but he’d rather not know the answer. 

“I’m so sorry, Saxy.” 

Lochy swirls his tongue around the tip again.

“So sorry for making you feel like I don’t love you anymore.” 

He sucks on the tip.

“So sorry for neglecting you.” 

Lochy moans as he cups Saxon’s balls and presses into them, all while sucking on his tip. He pulls off with a wet pop. 

“So sorry for not worshipping you the way I should have been.” 

At that, Lochy deep throats him again. He bobs his head back and forth, moans around Saxon’s cock so the vibrations add to his pleasure. He takes him so deep he gags and Saxon throws his head back in pleasure. This is the best fucking blowjob of his life, this far exceeds what he and Lochy used to do when his brother was seventeen. Lochy’s a total cock slut, he can’t get enough. Saxon buries his hand in Lochy’s curls so he has something to grip onto as Lochy’s perfect mouth continues to ravish him. Saxon feels it building up, he’s held off for long enough but he just can’t anymore. Lochy’s so good, such a good boy, so perfect, so sexy, all that shit. Saxon’s fucking crazy about him, he doesn’t know how he ever pretended he wasn’t. It’s always been Lochy, and Saxon will always choose him over anyone else.

“Loch baby, gonna cum.” 

Lochy squeezes his thigh in recognition. 

“Want it in your mouth babe?” 

Lochy digs his nails in a little deeper. 

“Where then?” 

He pulls off with a pop and strokes Saxon’s cock, hard and fast. He doesn’t say anything, but the way he opens his mouth and sticks his tongue out says it all. Holy shit, Lochy wants him to cum on his face. The realization is what triggers Saxon’s orgasm. Lochy closes his eyes and lightly grips Saxon at the base so his cock doesn’t move. His semen paints Lochy from his baby hairs, down to his delicate eyelashes. It spurts onto Lochy’s nose and soft, swollen pink lips. The last few drops land on Lochy’s tongue. 

Saxon pants like he just got back from running ten fucking miles. Jesus , Loch is so fucking perfect it almost makes him angry. He genuinely thinks Lochy might be his soulmate, if only he weren’t his literal fucking brother. 

Lochy wipes the cum on his eyelashes away so he can open his eyes and smile up at Saxon.

“I love you, Saxy.” He purrs as he runs his hand up and down Saxon’s thick thighs. 

“Love you too Loch.” Saxon pants, still coming down from his high. Both boys startle when they hear voices leading up to the villa, shit. Lochy’s eyes go wide in panic, there’s no way their family can catch him on his knees in front of Saxon’s bare cock, with a face coated in cum. He looks at Saxon, pretty face pulled into an expression of fear. Saxon kicks into big brother mode right away. He pulls up his swim shorts and tries to make himself look decent.

“Lochy, go get in the shower, I’ll tell them that’s where you are.” 

Lochy stands up and trips a little, looking like a baby deer as he quickly skitters to their bathroom. All the windows are open thankfully, and Saxon sees air freshener sitting on the end table. He sprays the place down with that shit and quickly grabs a glass to fill it up with water. He leans against the kitchen counter, sipping his water and looking as relaxed as ever when his family comes in. 

“Saxy baby, where were you?” Victoria asks.

“By the pool, just got back.” 

“Mm, where’s Lochlan?” 

“Shower.” 

“Ah, I see. Well, mommy’s gonna go take a nap.” She smiles and pats him on the shoulder as she walks towards her and dad’s shared room. 

Piper gives him an odd look but says nothing for once. Saxon lets out a deep breath and goes back to his room. 

“Loch, you good?” He calls, knocking on the bathroom door.

The door swings open and all he sees is Lochlan’s devious little smirk, before he’s being pulled in the bathroom and under the shower. Lochy presses their lips together hungrily, licking into Saxon’s mouth as water cascades down their bodies. 

“Off.” Lochy breathes and tugs lightly on Saxon’s swim shorts and boxers. Saxon pulls them off fast as fuck and kicks them out of the shower. His hands are in Lochy’s hair, and Lochy’s mouth is hot and wanting against his. The bathroom is starting to steam up from the hot shower, so they pull away every few seconds to pause the kiss and just breathe into each other’s mouths. Lochy’s eyes are wild, filled with equal parts affection and lust. He runs his hands over Saxon’s large pecs and toned six pack before moving them back up to squeeze at his biceps.

“Your body’s so perfect, Sax.” Lochy sighs in appreciation.

“So is yours babe.” 

“Nah, yours is better, you’re all…muscly and stuff.”

Lochy pauses and licks his lips.

“Do you know what my type is Sax?”

“Dumbasses.”

Lochy shakes his head with a smile. He presses his forehead against Saxon’s and looks up at him through doe eyes.

“I only like guys that remind me of you in some way.” He says softly.

Saxon blushes. 

“So you’re saying I’m a dumbass Loch?” 

“ No, I’m saying you’re buff, and really handsome, and funny even though you’re kind of a dick. You’re caring, and smart, and I love being around you Sax, those qualities are what I look for in every guy I date.” 

Saxon’s heart stops. 

He has no fucking clue what to say to that, so instead he pulls Lochy into a passionate, loving kiss. He tries to pour all his unspoken words into the kiss, to transport them from his lips to Lochlan’s.

“I’m a little offended, considering your exes are ugly as fuck.” Saxon says when he pulls back from the kiss.

Lochy rolls his eyes.

“I want to give you head.” He pants into Saxon’s lips, clearly brushing off the exes comment. Saxon’s a little disappointed, he was hoping to get him riled up with that one.

“You just gave me head Loch.” 

“So? You have a really nice dick Sax, I like sucking it.” He smirks. 

“God you’re gonna kill me. Can’t we just fuck instead?” Saxon sighs. Lochy gives head like he’s trying to suck Saxon’s soul out through his cock, and as much as Saxon loves getting his dick sucked, he genuinely needs a break. 

“I can suck your dick, then we fuck, deal?” 

“Either way, you gotta give me a minute, I don’t exactly have the same refractory period as an eighteen year old.” 

“You could give me head then…um, while we wait.” Lochy says softly. The water muffled his words, and if Saxon weren’t staring directly at his soft pink lips, he wouldn’t have even heard what his brother was saying. 

Saxon sighs and resist the urge to roll his eyes. 

He loves Lochy, he’d burn down buildings for Lochy, he’d blow up this whole fucking hotel for Lochy, but…he’d just rather not give him head. There’s nothing wrong with his brother, quite the contrary actually, Lochlan’s without a single flaw. It’s more of a personal issue for Saxon, he’s just not big on having dicks in his mouth. When he would hook up with other guys, he’d refuse to blow them, and they were cool with it. Most bottoms are used to doing whatever the top wants anyways. Even though Lochy’s been blowing him somewhat regularly since he turned seventeen, Saxon’s only sucked him off maybe…three times max. 

“Loch, c’mon babe.” Saxon sighs. He’s irritated, but only slightly, because Lochy’s so precious that he can never get too mad at him. 

“It’s just…I think if you tried it more Sax, you’d start to–” 

“Not in the mood.” 

Lochy sighs and tilts his eyes down towards the floor. 

Saxon bites his lips and looks around the shower awkwardly. He’s still soft because he literally just came, so they clearly can’t fuck right now, and he’s just refused to blow his brother. Both those things combined means that the horny mood they were just in is pretty much fucking dead.  

He inhales deeply. 

“Want me to help you wash up?” Saxon asks awkwardly. 

“Um…maybe just wash my hair for me?” Lochy says softly.

“Sure.” Saxon bites back the baby that was on the tip of his tongue, it’s really not the time for pet names.  

*

One awkward shower and one even more awkward family dinner later, Lochy and Saxon are laying in their respective beds, still not talking to each other. Saxon’s pissed, nearly six months of radio silence from his baby brother, only for them to have two hours of peace before they went back to ignoring each other again. Lochy tries to break the ice by bringing up Piper, which only pisses Saxon off further. 

“You shouldn’t entertain her bullshit Loch, that girl has issues.” 

Lochy bites his lip awkwardly. 

“Like what.” 

“Well, I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but she’s pretty hot, but I don’t think she’s ever gotten laid. It’s ironic isn’t it? She gets me shipped across the country cause she thinks we’re fucking, when she’d probably jump six feet in the air if she ever saw a dick.” Saxon scoffs.

“You think Piper’s hot?” Lochy asks. His voice has this weird quality to it, Saxon doesn’t think he’s ever heard him sound that way before. He sounds like he’s grinding his teeth, like he’s biting his tongue. 

“I mean, objectively, yeah.” 

Lochy huffs a laugh. 

“What?” 

“Nothing.”

“Loch.”

“I mean, who else do you think is hot, mom, dad, Uncle Henry?”
“What the fuck?”

“Since you seem to think everyone in our family is so fucking hot Sax.”

Saxon turns over and looks at his baby brother, who’s rolled over so he’s no longer facing him.

“Loch, look at me.”
“Fuck off.”

“ Look at me.” Saxon repeats, voice more demanding this time. Lochy’s shoulders tighten before he slowly rolls over. 

“Are you fucking jealous right now?” Saxon smirks. Lochy doesn’t say anything, but the way the muscles flex in his jaw says enough. 

“No fucking way.” Saxon chuckles. 

“Aw, Loch, baby, c’mere.” He gets out of his bed, momentarily forgetting he was naked until he feels his bare cock swinging between his thighs. He attempts to get under Lochy’s covers, but his little brother grips them tight. 

“Baby.” Saxon teases. “Let’s cuddle, c’mere.” 

“Stop making fun of me, Saxon.” Lochy’s voice sounds choked this time. Saxon sees the way his eyes water and he immediately loses the teasing smirk on his face. He’s transported back to when Lochy was fourteen, and he made fun of him for his sexuality. Lochy’s sweet face as he held back his tears, Saxon did that to him, Saxon made his baby cry, and he’s about to do it again because he’s such a fucking inconsiderate asshole. 

“Lochy, I’m not–can you let me under the covers with you, please?” 

Lochy swallows and slowly lifts his bedsheets. Saxon is disappointed to see that he has his boxers on. He caresses his brother’s cheek and presses a kiss to his soft curls as he pulls Lochy closer to him so they’re chest to chest. 

“You have no reason to be jealous, there’s no one in the world that could take me away from you.” 

“What about Sasha?” 

“That was a temporary thing Loch, so I didn’t die of fucking blue balls while I was in LA.” 

“Still, you always talked about eating her out, which is funny because you look at my dick like it has mold on it whenever I ask you to–”

“Loch, I’m not used to giving guys head alright? That’s all it is, and I’m working on it.” 

“So you’re not into Piper?”

“Why the absolute fuck would I be into Piper? She can barely stand to be in the same room as me.”

“I don’t know…”
“She literally tattled to our parents the second she suspected me and you were into each other, she’d lose her shit if she ever thought I wanted her like that.” 

“You’re saying why she wouldn’t want it but–”

“Oh my god, I can’t believe we’re having this conversation. Lochland, I am not sexually attracted to Piper.”

“But you said she’s hot and I’ve only ever heard you call me hot–”

Saxon sighs and closes his eyes. He has to have patience, his brother is only eighteen. He still does this whole jealous and insecure bit, because he hasn’t quite came into himself yet.

“I shouldn’t have said it like that, I’m sorry.” 

…

“It’s just, it makes me feel insecure is all, when you talk about other people that way, especially because it’s only girls. It makes me feel like you’re not that attracted to me.” 

The vulnerability in his baby brother’s voice nearly breaks Saxon’s heart. Saxon sighs and slowly gets out of bed to go get his iPad. Lochy’s eyes are confused and full of hurt until Saxon comes back and slides under the covers with him. He pulls his brother into a soft kiss. 

“I’m gonna show you something alright, it’s porn, you cool with that?” 

Lochy nods his head.

“Yeah…I like porn, um, sometimes.” 

Saxon smiles at him. He takes a deep breath, he’s never shown anyone this, but he’s not sure how else to make Lochy understand. They both sit up so that their backs are against the headboard. 

Saxon logs into pornhub, yes he has an account okay, who gives a fuck? He clicks on his likes and takes a deep breath. Out of the corner of his eye he sees Lochy’s eyes widen, because Saxon’s entire pornhub likes are fucking stepbrother videos. Twink stepbrother gets ass demolished by buff stepbro, twink stepbrother gets stuck in washing machine , all kinds of filthy shit. There isn’t a single girl in sight, the videos with chicks are way further down in Saxon’s likes. Not to mention, most of the twinks have curly brown hair.  

“Oh.” 

Saxon clears his throat.

“How long has, um, have your likes…looked like this?” 

“A little while now.”

“Oh.” 

“If this isn’t enough proof that I’m fucking obsessed with you, then I don’t know what is.” 

“This is kind of scary Saxon…you watch a lot of porn.” 

“I’m a healthy twenty-five year old male Loch, I have needs.” 

“Do you watch a new video every time?”

“So what if I do?” 

“W–nothing.” 

“If you’re gonna slut shame me Loch, then I can just go back to my own bed.”

“No! It’s fine…it’s hot that you watch a lot of porn, it shows that you’re very, uh, virile .” 

“Hell yeah I am.”

Lochy chuckles awkwardly. 

“Wanna watch one together?” Saxon doesn’t know what possessed him to say those words, a demon probably. 

“Um…do I wanna watch gay porn with you?” Lochy squeaks out.

“Yeah…”

“I–well–”

“Oh c’mon, don’t be a baby. We’ve literally fucked each other Lochy, a little gay porn isn’t that big of a deal.” Saxon scoffs. He clicks on one of his favorites. Basically the premise is that the gay, younger, twink step-brother comes home from college and seduces the hot, older, muscular step-brother. There’s a lot of 69ing, which is part of what he appreciates most about the video. He clicks play, and he hears Lochy inhale deeply next to him. It’s so cute how nervous his little brother is, as if he and Saxon haven’t literally done this before. Lochy’s kind of fun to tease Saxon realizes, as long as he’s turning him on and not making him cry. He places the iPad on the bed in between them, so he can reach over and palm Lochy through his boxers. His little brother sighs and bites his lip while arching his hips up. Saxon massages his cock as the sounds of moaning and kissing fill their bedroom. He turns it down a little, after all they wouldn’t want Piper to hear and bother them again. 

“Hot isn’t it Loch?” Saxon smirks.

“Yeah.” His baby brother breathes softly as he rolls his hips under Saxon’s hand. 

“You wanna take your boxers off baby?” 

“Mhm.” 

“Then take them off.” 

Lochy scrambles to push them down to his ankles and kick them off under the sheets, his jostling around nearly makes the iPad fall down. Saxon just chuckles at how cute and eager his baby brother is. He turns Lochy’s head towards him and pulls him into a deep, passionate kiss. Lochy’s whimpering and leaning into his brother while Saxon slowly pulls back. He pulls away with a wet pop, and Lochy chases his lips. 

“Watch the video Lochlan, you said you wanted to.” He purrs at his brother. Lochy takes a deep breath, clearly so turned on he’s light-headed as he watches the two guys 69 in the video.

“Remember when we did that?” Saxon asks, lips pressed against Lochy’s ear.

“Yeah, mhm.” 

“It was so fucking hot.” Saxon bites his little brother’s earlobe. 

“Saxy, can I touch myself?” 

Saxon raises an eyebrow, he wasn’t aware he had to give Lochy permission all of a sudden. His little brother looks fucking wrecked, who knew step-bro porn would get him this turned on? 

“No.” 

Lochy genuinely whines at that.

“I’ll touch you, you touch me, deal?”

“Mhm.” 

Saxon does just that, and Lochy’s cock is fucking dripping with pre-cum when he wraps his hand around it. Lochy’s so sensitive, and the broken little keen he lets out when Saxon begins stroking him is one of the sexiest things the older boy’s ever heard. Lochy’s mouth is open, his hips keep arching up into Saxon’s hand. He’s not really stroking Saxon well, too caught up in chasing his own pleasure. It’s fine, Lochy always goes out of his way to please him, to submit to him, his little brother should get to enjoy himself too every now and then. 

“Sax, so close.” Lochy whimpers. 

“Just from this?”

“Mhm, just from this.”

“You that pent up Loch, when’s the last time you’ve fucked, huh?” 

“A month or so ago, since before me and Zeke, b–broke up.” 

“Yeah, how’d he take you?”

“W–what?”

“How’d he take you?” 

“From the back.” Lochy groans. 

“Yeah, fucked your plump little ass in doggy? Bet he loved to watch it jiggle.” 

“Sax, oh my god, please, I can’t take it.” 

“As much as I hate him, he does have good taste.” Saxon grips onto the base of Lochy’s cock and squeezes to postpone his orgasm. The broken, desperate sounds Lochy makes turn him on twice as much as the porn they’re watching. Saxon’s cock is fucking throbbing but he can wait a bit. 

“Saxy please please please, I’ll do anything just, f–fuck let me cum.” 

Saxon smirks. 

“He fuck you half as good as I did?” 

“God no, never Sax, you’re so much bigger than him.” 

“You gotta stop fucking these dudes with small dicks Loch.” Saxon tsks. 

“I know.” Lochy whines. 

“Who’d you think about when he pounded into you?” 

“Who do you think?”

“Don’t be a brat, answer me.”

“You Sax, you. Every boyfriend I’ve had, every guy I’ve fucked, I’ve always thought about you .” 

“Good boy.” Saxon takes his hand off the base, gives Lochy a couple strokes, and that’s all it takes. His little brother’s eyes roll back as he cums ropes over Saxon’s hand. Saxon strokes himself a few times until he’s cumming right along with Lochy. He basks in the warmth of witnessing Lochy’s orgasm. It’s been so long since he’s gotten to see his gorgeous brother cum, and it’s even more electrifying than Saxon remembered. Lochy’s muscles twitch as he comes down, he doesn’t look like he’s on planet earth yet. 

Saxon pauses the porn. He turns Lochy’s head towards him and smiles as he pulls him into a deep kiss. 

“So, I take it you like step-brother porn?” He smirks. 

“Shut up.” Lochy chuckles as he tackles his brother on the bed and play wrestles with him. They end the night by falling into a deep sleep, wrapped in each other’s embrace.

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“Saxon, Lochlan, hurry up and get ready for breakfast boys.” Victoria drawls through the door. Saxon sighs and pulls away from his brother's lips with a pop. He lifts his body from on top of Lochy’s and rolls back to his side of the bed. They’ve been making out since they woke up and Lochy had said:

“I want you to crush me, Saxon.” 

Meaning he wanted Saxon to lay on top of him and press all his weight onto him while they kissed. Saxon was more than happy to oblige. He hisses a little as the sweaty skin of their bare cocks pulls apart.

Lochy blows him and Saxon gives his little brother a handjob so they don’t start their day with blue balls. They also shower separately, so they won’t be tempted to go to third base when they clearly don’t have time right now. Saxon was planning to fuck the shit out of Lochy last night, but things didn’t end up going in that direction. It’s fine, Saxon was more than happy to tease his little brother into a mind blowing orgasm. It’s just that he really misses the feeling of being balls deep in Lochy. His brother’s hole is so fucking tight , and he makes the sweetest sounds when Saxon hits his prostate just right.

Saxon’s pent up okay! Long plane rides make him horny as fuck, so it’s not his fault he stares at Lochy’s ass the entire walk to breakfast. He’s just thankful his dark sunglasses cover his eyes. 

Their dad sits in between him and Lochy, which kind of pisses Saxon off, even though he doesn’t say anything about it. He wonders if his dad is still suspicious of him, or if his time in LA was long enough that his father forgot about it. Some chick who knows mom from back in the day comes over to talk to her, dad’s on his phone, and Piper’s doing whatever the fuck it is she does. Saxon uses the rest of his family being distracted as an opportunity to make eye contact with Lochlan. He leans a long leg over and taps Lochy’s foot from the other side of the table. Lochy looks up at him with those adorable doe eyes, and a small smile on his lips. The way he looks makes Saxon want to pounce on him right then and there.

Saxon takes a sip of his coffee and licks the remainder off his lips slowly, all while making eye contact with a blushing Lochlan. Lochy bites his lower lip and looks at Saxon with what could only be described as sex eyes, and Saxon feels his cock stir in his shorts. Lochy’s so fucking hot it’s irritating, and Saxon wants to destroy him. Lochy picks up a piece of melon and slowly puts it to his lips. The juice drops out of it as Lochy sucks it into his mouth. He’s such a fucking brat for teasing Saxon this way. Saxon licks his lips at him and shakes his head before leaning back in his seat and running a hand through his hair. He knows Lochy loves it when he manspreads, so he does just that, because Lochy deserves to get teased back. Lochy’s eyes immediately drop to Saxon’s legs, more specifically to what’s between them. Lochy’s developed some kind of oral fixation since Saxon last saw him, because he’s obsessed with giving Saxon head now. 

“It’s like a Disneyland for rich bohemians from Malibu and their Lululemon yoga pants.” Piper scoffs. She must have been talking to their mom this whole time.  

Saxon rolls his eyes, here she goes , whining about being rich again. He and Lochy stop trying to seduce each other in favor of sharing a sarcastic look between them. Lochy’s closer with Piper, but even he’s told Saxon before that he doesn’t like this whole, I’m better than the rest of our family because I’m not as materialistic, shtick she does. If anything, Saxon knows Lochy’s the least materialistic of the five of them, Piper’s just deluded enough to think she is.

“God Pipe, it must suck to be so pretentious.” Saxon scoffs. 

Piper looks at him, eyebrows raised in shock. She and Saxon haven’t talked much since the trip started, and she looks startled that those are the first words he chooses to say to her.

 “What?” She responds, narrowing her eyes.

“Boohoo woe is me, my family’s rich as shit .” Saxon mocks.

“Saxy sweetie, language.” Their mom drawls slowly.

“What’s your issue Saxon?” 

“You’re my issue, you’re always doing this holier than thou shit.”

“Holier than thou? ”

“You won the genetic lottery Piper, we’re all rich, all attractive, all smart, you’ve got the perfect life and all you do is complain about shit, so ungrateful.” Saxon scoffs, taking another sip of his coffee.

Piper’s lips twitch in anger, she looks like she’s thinking about what to say. Good, Saxon’s always been the quickest in the family when it comes to insults. 

“I mean, it is a little pretentious, Piper.” Lochy says softly. She turns her incredulous look to him now.

“Seriously, both of you?” She huffs a humorless laugh. 

“It’s just…you wanted to come on this trip, like dad said, and now you're complaining. It’s kind of bumming us out, I think that’s what Saxon means.” 

Piper shakes her head in disbelief. 

“Of course you side with him.” She scoffs.

“I’m not siding with anyone, I just see Saxon’s point, that’s all.” 

“You always see Saxon’s point.” 

“So what if I do?” 

“You’re so far up his ass it’s embarrassing, Lochy, seriously.” She puts the napkin from her lap back onto the table and moves to stand up.

“The fuck Piper? You don’t get to speak to him that way.” Saxon chimes in, already rising to follow her.

“Kids, c’mon now, this ain’t what we came here to do.” Timothy says as his two oldest kids storm off after each other. Saxon ignores him, Piper's not getting away from him that easily. 

“Piper, hey, Piper!” He shouts, following behind her as she storms off towards the Villa.

“What, dickhead?” She hisses, turning around to glare at him.

“Do me a favor, whatever issue you have with me, man up and say it directly to me , don’t take it out on Lochy, show him some fucking respect.” 

“Why is it always about Lochy with you? You don’t give a fuck about showing me any respect, but the second I say one thing to Lochy, you chase after me like a fucking, angry dog or something!”

Saxon takes a deep breath and attempts to calm himself down. 

“He’s our baby brother Piper, and he’s more sensitive than both of us, you can’t just say whatever to him and expect him to be able to handle it.” He replies, voice calmer than before. 

Piper takes a deep breath too. 

“I know that, and I’m sorry.” She concedes. Saxon calming down made her lose some of her fight from earlier.

“Good, cool.” Saxon sighs.

“It’s just—nothing.” 

“It’s just what?” 

“It just feels like you and Lochy only care about each other sometimes. You shut me down immediately, and when you do, so does he.” 

“If I didn’t care about you, I would’ve stayed in Los Angeles rather than come to fucking Thailand.”

“You came because it was a family vacation and you had to.”

“I’m a grown man Piper, I could’ve said no if I really wanted to.”

“We both know you wouldn’t have, you would’ve died if you had to go any longer without seeing Lochy.”

Saxon wills his blush to go away, because she’s absolutely right, but he can’t let her know that.

“Piper, I think you’re the one who’s obsessed with Lochy, not me.” He scoffs in defense. 

Piper sighs in defeat again. Saxon’s just now realizing how hurt she looks, poor girl. How had he not noticed before, how long has she felt this way? 

“Do you know that the six months you were gone were the closest Lochy and I have been since we were kids? He actually hung out with me, Saxon. We did things together, we talked, I know more about his life now than I have for the past ten years .” 

“Piper—”

“And then you come back, and he’s all starry eyed for you, and he goes back to acting like I barely exist.” Her voice sounds watery, like she’s trying to hold back tears. 

Saxon’s heart hurts at her words. As much as Piper pisses him off, he does have genuine love for both of his siblings. It hurts to know that she’s been feeling so neglected for who knows how long.

“Lochy loves us both Pipe, it’s not a competition between me and you, alright?” 

Piper nods solemnly. 

“I know, I know I’m being so immature about this—”

“You’re not being immature, okay? Your feelings are valid.” Saxon’s heard online that those words can be comforting to say when someone’s upset.

“It’s just–Lochy’s always spent so much time with you. The whole hanging out in your room late at night thing, I was jealous because, it seemed like neither of you wanted to spend that much time with me.”

“So that’s why you got all pissy?”

Piper swallows.

“Yeah, that’s why, and I’m really sorry for insinuating that you and Lochy were…y’know, fondling each other.” Piper looks down at her shoes awkwardly. 

“Well thanks for apologizing now , Loch told me you’re why dad shipped me off to LA for six months.” 

Piper looks up towards him guiltily.

“I’m sorry Saxon, I was jealous. I know you’re not the type of person to do anything like that, and neither is Lochy.”

It’s Saxon’s turn to look down at his shoes awkwardly. The image of Lochy blowing him just this morning suddenly pops into his head, making the back of his neck heat up. 

He clears his throat.

“Yeah, that was fucked up Pipe.” 

She purses her lips together. 

“Well I’m sorry.” 

They look at each other awkwardly for a moment.

“I’m gonna go get ready for this massage.” Saxon says. 

“Yeah, of course! Um, I’m gonna go back to the villa and read a bit.” 

“Sure.”

“Alright.” 

Saxon walks away shaking his head, most awkward conversation ever . 

*

The masseuse's hands work expertly over his body, pressing and prodding into the delicate points of his shoulders, back, and stomach. 

Her fingers on him remind him of sex with Lochy. 

Honestly, everything reminds him of sex with Lochy. 

Her gentle movements remind him of the way his baby brother would caress his skin. When she applies pressure to the knots in Saxon’s back, it reminds him of the rough way Lochy grips onto him when Saxon fucks him within an inch of his life. As she massages his chest and stomach, he thinks about how Lochy squeezes his pecs when he rides him so he doesn’t fall. 

Then, he begins to think about the way it feels when Lochy fucks him. 

Saxon never thought he’d be the type to enjoy having another man’s dick up his ass, but Lochy’s clearly the exception to every rule. Saxon fucking hates to admit it, but it felt so goddamn good. The fact that it was Lochy made the whole experience even more pleasurable. When Lochy fucked him in a mating press last time, he kept hitting Saxon’s prostate, over and over again . It was pure bliss, and the intimacy that came with embracing Lochy during the act was the icing on the cake. The only thing Saxon regrets is the fact that they couldn’t make out while Lochy fucked him. Well, they probably could have, but Lochy put his mouth in Saxon’s asshole, then he licked Saxon’s foot and sucked his toes. There was no way in hell Saxon was letting Lochy kiss him after that nasty shit. 

Lochy’s kind of a freak to be honest…Saxon hadn’t even asked him to eat his ass, he did it completely unprompted. He took pleasure in it for fucksake. His little brother is an enigma to him when it comes to sex. Saxon’s almost jealous of how comfortable he is with the whole being gay thing. Saxon doesn’t think he’d put his mouth between another man’s cheeks for anything less than 5k deposited straight into his bank account. He’d settle for 1k if said man was Lochy.

Lochy’s confidence is extremely sexy, and the fact that he’d been a virgin before their first time blows Saxon’s mind. He can only imagine all the shit Lochy’s learned in the past six months. All the ways to fuck, to press those points in and on Saxon’s body that’ll drive him wild.

The towel covering Saxon eyes is the only thing that prevents them from popping open when he realizes that his cock is hard as fucking rock underneath his towel. Jesus Christ, Lochy is one dangerous boy. He’s got Saxon bricked up when they’re not even in the same room, and now his masseuse is gonna think he’s a fucking pervert. He’ll have to throw some cash at her after the massage so she shuts up about this.

When the massage is over, Saxon pointedly avoids making eye contact with her. He takes out his wallet and tips her $50. She eagerly snatches the money and scurries out of the room so Saxon can get dressed. 

He sits down on the edge of the massage table, lower body covered with nothing but that damn towel, puts his head in his hands, and sighs. He needs to get laid ASAP.

*

Saxon’s way too keyed up when he gets back to the villa, he immediately starts to make a protein shake. His mom asks why he’s so hyper, and that’s when he decides to tell her about the massage.

“It kinda sucked, it had no happy ending.” He says. His mom cracks up laughing while Piper mumbles gross under her breath.

Saxon’s only half joking.

“What, aren’t they all supposed to be a little speshy-speshy?” He keeps the joke going because he loves making his mom laugh. She’s always thought he was the funniest in the family, ever since he was a kid. She’s still cracking up and Piper’s still looking at him with her lips curled up in disgust while he makes his shake.

“Where’s Lochy?” He tries to keep his tone as neutral as possible so as not to betray how eager he is to see his baby brother. He feels especially guilty about asking for Lochy after his conversation with Piper earlier today. 

“He’s in that sensory deprivation thingy.” His mom responds when her laughter finally dies down. 

“What, why’s he doing that?” Saxon chuckles. 

“Because he wanted to Saxon, you do know he’s allowed to make his own decision right?” Piper says haughtily. Saxon’s eyes cut to her, and she’s doing that thing where her words are cutting, but her facial expression looks like a wounded animal. 

“It just feels like you and Lochy only care about each other sometimes.”

Saxon curses himself mentally for his behavior. 

“I do know that Piper, and how was your day?” He says through a tight-lipped smile. It hurts him to be nice when his sister’s being petty like this, but he knows she’s only doing it because her feelings are hurt. Piper looks up at him with an expression of shock painted on her face. Saxon hasn’t asked her how her day was in years probably. 

“Fine…I took a mud bath.” 

“A mud bath, isn’t that an oxymoron?” 

His mom snorts at his comment. 

“It’s not, it’s incredible for your skin, and it’s great for stress relief.” 

“I think I’d be even more stressed bathing in a pile of shit.” Saxon smirks as he sips his protein shake. 

“It’s not a pile of shit Saxon, it’s mud. ” 

“Same difference, and I bet you still had to take a normal bath after that, huh?” 

Piper rolls her eyes. 

“Yes I did, because like I said, the purpose of the mud bath is for relaxation, not to get clean.” 

“Whatever, when in Thailand I guess. Right mom?”

“Right sweetie.” Victoria mumbles, half asleep on the couch. Her lorazepam is clearly kicking in. 

Piper pauses for a moment, her mouth twitches in the way that Saxon can tell means she's thinking hard about something. 

“Lochy and I are gonna hang out on those hammocks by the beach when he gets back.” She finally says as Saxon finishes his shake. His whole body tightens up at her words. 

“Oh, cool.”

“You’re um, welcome to come if you want.”

Of course I want, I want to be with Lochy all the time, I think about him all the time, I crave him like a drug. 

“Nah that’s alright, you two have a nice time.” Saxon smiles, lying through his teeth. 

“Oh.” Piper says. She’s clearly surprised, it’s unusual for Saxon not to want to spend time with Lochy. 

“Yeah, I’ve got some work to catch up on, but you go, have fun.” Saxon smiles tightly. 

There’s no way in hell he’d be this selfless if it weren’t for his earlier conversation with Piper. He grits his teeth and walks back to his shared bedroom, trying his best not to slam the door behind him.

*

When people hear the name Saxon Ratcliff, they immediately think of Timothy Ratcliff. A lot of people at his dad’s company believe Saxon only got the job as his father’s Portfolio Manager because of nepotism. They think he barely does his own work, that he sits around in his big office fucking around and passing all his work down to his assistant. 

They couldn’t be more wrong.

Saxon was able to move up the ladder so fast because he’s practically addicted to working. The only thing that gets him more excited than work is sex. He takes pride in his work, he knows he’s smart as hell and can get the job done when his father asks him to. Saxon graduated salutatorian at Duke, for Christ’s sake, there was no way he would have been reduced to some mediocre job at his father’s company. He wanted to be the best because he is the best, he’s only twenty-five now, but he’s already looking forward to inheriting the company when his father retires. 

As a Portfolio Manager, he’s tasked with the job of working directly with his dad’s top clients. He manages the investment portfolios for these clients, which includes checking where the money his dad’s company invests into them is going. He researches marketing trends and helps his dad choose who or what to invest in next. He helps his dad build financial models to properly allocate resources, and he often meets with top clients himself. His dad has a couple other Portfolio Managers, but he figured it was best to send Saxon to schmooze with Mr. Frederickson since he has a daughter close to Saxon’s age. His father was definitely attempting to set him and Sasha up, which sort of worked the way it was intended to. They used each other as fuckbuddies more so than developing an actual relationship, but Mr. Frederickson didn’t know that. As far as he was concerned, Sasha and Saxon had a blissful six months of dating together. He’s allowed to think whatever he wants, him believing Sasha and Saxon were actually dating made it even easier to meet with him and close deals. Saxon had to spend six months in LA not just to finalize paperwork with Mr. Fredrickson, but to oversee the way he chose to allocate the money Timothy had invested into his company. If things were starting to look dodgy, Saxon was instructed to immediately pull back funding. Thankfully, everything went smoothly, and Saxon left behind a very pleased Mr. Fredrickson in California.

All that being said, Saxon fucking loves what he does. He has a brilliant understanding of the market and how it moves, he’s fantastic at analyzing trends, but he’s also got a gut instinct about how to invest. The dumbasses at his job who think he only got his job through nepotism are just pissed because they’re too lazy and stupid to work their way up like he did.  

Once he calms down and stops thinking about Lochy and Piper, he puts on his glasses, cracks his knuckles, and gets to work on his laptop. When he works, he’s completely locked in. He could be working for five minutes or five hours, it all feels the same to him. He wets his lips as he scrolls through the data, makes notes, and highlights topics to come back to later. He’s a whizz at Python, it’s his favorite program to use to properly set up the data he needs to predict trends in the market. Saxon flies through his work, a small smile on his lips as he checks off things on his to-do list. He’s so locked in that he doesn’t even hear the door open, nor the quiet footsteps that make his way towards him. He only realizes someone else has entered the room when he feels long, thin arms drape themselves over his shoulders and the heat of a soft cheek pressing against his own. There’s only one person in his family that would greet him this way. He turns towards Lochy and smiles as he presses their lips together softly.

“Hey baby.” Saxon smiles. “How was the sensory deprivation shit?”

Lochy chuckles.

“Weird, I couldn’t tell how much time had passed. I felt like nothing Saxon, but in the best way possible.” Lochy says as he moves to lay down on the bed.

“Hm.” Saxon hums, not out of disinterest, but out of distraction. Python’s kicking his ass a little bit as he inputs this new data. The program recently got updated and though Saxon enjoys it, he’s having some difficulty working his way through it. Still, he loves a good challenge. 

“Are you on Python again?” Lochy says as he moves to lay down like a starfish on the bed.

“Mhm.”

“Why do you look constipated then, aren’t you good at using it?” 

Saxon can hear the smirk on his little brother’s face even though he can’t see him.

“It got updated recently Loch, plus dad’s got me putting in twice as much shit as usual so we don’t fall behind on vacation.” 

“You’re supposed to fall behind on vacation though, that’s like, what it’s for, to relax .”

“I am relaxed, and I’ll be even more relaxed once I get this done.” 

“Your shoulders are tense Sax.”

“I’m fine Loch.” 

“Didn’t you just get a massage today? You shouldn’t be so tense.”

“I’m fine Loch.” Saxon’s eye twitches a little behind his glasses, Lochy’s starting to irritate him.

“Do you want me to blow—”

“ No, I don’t want a fucking blow job!” Saxon yells. He regrets it immediately after the words come out of his mouth. He forces himself to take a deep breath, he hates snapping at his baby like this. 

“I just—I just want to finish my work, Lochy.” He continues, voice calmer. He turns to look at Lochy to gauge his reaction. Lochy looks hurt, of course he does. His mouth twitches and his eyes look watery, and Saxon wants to punch himself in the face. He’s managed to make not one but two siblings almost cry today, great job Saxon.  

Lochy nods solemnly. 

“Right, got it.” 

“Loch—”

“It’s fine, sorry for bothering you. I,um, I’m going to the beach with Piper, I’ll see you later.” 

Saxon swallows as he watches his little brother grab a towel and go. He’ll make it up to Lochy later, he’ll blow his back out, maybe even suck his dick if he’s feeling generous, but right now he really needs to finish his work on fucking Python.

*

Dinner is tense once again. Their dad looks like he’s about to shit himself, he’s had this odd look on his face since breakfast. Saxon doesn’t know what’s up, but it’s entirely plausible that their old man really is backed up. The food here’s been pretty exotic, maybe it doesn’t agree with his stomach.

“Sweetheart, you look stressed, I really think you should take some of my Lorazepam, even just a little.” Victoria says to Timothy, pouting in sympathy.

“I’m fine baby, I don’t do drugs.” Timothy responds, wiping sweat off his brow as he takes a bite of his food. 

“Neither do I dad, shit’s terrible for you, it messes with brain function.”

“Shut up Saxon, you literally pop adderall when we’re back home, not to mention the steroids—”

“You shut up Piper, I don’t take steroids anymore, I’m au naturel.” 

Piper rolls her eyes.

“Sax, you took steroids?” Lochy looks at him, brows furrowed in concern. 

Saxon clears his throat, he wishes Piper wouldn't have said that. Lochy looks up to him, and he really would’ve preferred if his baby brother didn’t know about that shit. 

“Yeah, it’s not a big deal.” 

“It is a big deal, and you only quit because you were getting a rash on your back.” Piper chimes in.

“Do you ever shut the fuck up?” 

“Language Saxon.” Their father chides.

“And…you take adderall?” Lochy asks, still scandalized by what he’s heard.

“Helps me concentrate.” Saxon says before gulping down his water. He can practically see the gears in Lochy’s beautiful little head turning, he can feel him trying to reconcile the version of his older brother he thought he knew with the version Piper’s laid out for him.

“Those protein shakes are basically drugs too.” Piper adds.

“Whey protein is a drug now, Jesus .” Saxon scoffs sarcastically. 

“Kids, can’t we talk about something else?” Victoria huffs with a roll of her eyes.  

“Is that why you get angry sometimes?” Lochy asks softly, turning to face him. Saxon takes a deep breath.

Saxon has lost his temper a few times since Lochy hit high school, it didn’t happen often, but when it did, he’d completely fly off the handle. His mom had tried to get him to go to a shrink for his anger issues, but he refused. It wasn’t until Piper made an off-handed comment about him having roid rage one day that he really stopped and checked in with himself. He didn’t quit steroids right after that, but it was helpful to know that Saxon wasn’t completely out of control for no reason. 

As far as the adderall, he mostly takes it when he’s in his own apartment, or before he goes into the office. He’s not sure how Piper’s nosy ass found out about it; maybe she saw the pill bottle on his bathroom counter one day when the family visited his place. Piper was already in college by the time Lochy entered high school, so she probably knows exactly what someone on adderall looks like. His precious Lochy had no clue, and the rest of his family were too preoccupied with themselves to notice.

“He gets angry because he’s a dickhead, and because of roid rage.” Piper responds.

“I don’t get roid rage anymore Piper, and yes Loch, that’s why I used to get angry sometimes.” 

“Oh.” 

“Saxon sweetie, it sounds like you need some Lorazepam too.” His mom says gently, already digging in her purse for the pills.

“I’m fine mom, I don’t need any Lorazepam.” He grits out. 

The conversation dies down for a little while everyone finishes their food. By the time dessert rolls around, Saxon actually thinks they’ll make it through the remainder of the dinner without any more drama.

Then, that fucking woman comes up to mom again. 

She’s adding in more details now, assuring mom that she knows her from whatever dumbass event they were both at years ago. Victoria basically ices her out, which makes Saxon snort. 

“That was pretty rude mom.” Piper comments after the woman leaves.

Their mom immediately launches into a speech about family: how family’s all they have, blah, blah, blah, how everyone’s not a good person. It’s nothing Saxon hasn’t heard before, so he ignores her and finishes up his mango sticky rice. He doesn’t usually let himself eat shit like this, but he’ll be damned if he says it doesn’t taste good. He’s on vacation after all, having dessert just this once won’t hurt his progress.

“Well sometimes people in the family aren’t good people either.” Piper comments.

“What do you mean sweetie?” Victoria responds.

“Oh nothing, some people just think it’s okay to make hurtful comments about other people’s sexuality. To say that they have issues because they’re a virgin, and that the religion they came here to study is stupid and a waste of time.” 

Saxon rolls his eyes so hard they ache, here she goes again. He could’ve sworn they made progress but of course Lochy just had to say something to her. 

“Who said that?” Their mom asks.

Piper doesn’t say anything, she just turns and looks directly at Saxon.

Saxon sick of fucking fighting with people today, it seems like that’s all he’s been doing. So he just keeps eating his dessert, completely ignoring her. His dad starts lecturing him about being insensitive, making inappropriate comments etc. Piper’s his little girl, so whatever she says goes. It doesn’t matter how hard Saxon works, how dedicated he is to making his dad and himself proud. Piper always gets her way when it comes to their dad. 

Their mom is defending Saxon a little bit, but she’s mostly checked out, already falling asleep and jolting herself out of it.

Saxon feels it building up inside him again, the anger that simmers beneath the surface sometimes. He takes a deep breath, willing himself not to explode, because he’s not that guy anymore, he can’t be, he doesn’t want to be. He feels Lochy’s foot lightly tap his ankle under the table, and he looks at his little brother out of the corner of his eye. Lochy moves the hand that was previously resting on his own thigh to Saxon’s. He rubs up and down Saxon’s thigh in a soothing motion, attempting to calm his brother down. How ironic, since Lochy yapping to Piper is what caused this whole situation in the first place. She was cool with him after breakfast, but she comes back from the beach pissed and whines about him at dinner because Lochy relayed their private conversation to his sister. He jerks his thigh away from Lochy’s hand and clears his throat. 

“Piper, sorry for speaking the truth, not everyone can handle it.” Saxon says with a false smile after their dad asks him to apologize. Timothy snorts and shakes his head, seemingly giving up in favor of tapping away on his phone again. 

All three Ratcliff siblings finish their dessert with tight jaws and hard eyes. When they finally walk back to their villa, Saxon can’t stop thinking about how he wants nothing more than to curl up in bed, alone.

*

When Saxon comes out of the shower, Lochy’s waiting for him in nothing but thin striped boxers. He sits on his own bed, anxiously tapping his foot on the floor. 

Saxon runs the towel through his hair and heads to the dresser to grab a pair of boxers to sleep in. He hears Lochy’s intake of breath behind him. 

Whenever they spend the night with each other, they always sleep naked, it’s practically a tradition at this point. Lochy loves the skin to skin contact, and honestly so does Saxon. He loves waking up to the feeling of his bare cock pressed against his baby brother’s, or pressed between his plump little ass cheeks. They usually rut up against each other if they wake up with morning wood, but if not, they just smile and kiss each other before starting their day. 

Lochy’s usually shy about it though. Saxon typically has to get into bed first, then wait for Lochy to feel comfortable enough to take off his boxers and join him. The fact that Saxon’s getting dressed is a signal that Saxon doesn’t want to sleep next to him tonight. 

"Did I—did I do something wrong?” Lochy ask shyly. Saxon turns to look at him, willing himself to calm the fire behind his eyes.

“Nope.” 

Lochy shifts, putting his left leg over his right, before putting it down again.

“So…you don’t want to um, sleep together?”

“Not tonight, too tired.” 

“I can give you a back massage before? It might help since you’re tired.”  

“You don’t know how to give back massages, Lochy.”

“Well, I can try. How hard can it be?” Lochy chuckles awkwardly.

Saxon lets out a heavy sigh.

“I don’t want to sleep together tonight alright? Don’t press me about it anymore.” 

Lochy nods his head. He slowly slips under his covers and turns to face the opposite wall. Saxon’s a little disappointed, Lochy has that fire in him sometimes, and he was hoping this was one of those times. He was hoping Lochy would fight him back on this, demand that Saxon explain what the fuck was going on. Saxon was ready to throw the Piper thing back in his face, but he was also ready to apologize for yelling at Lochy earlier. He was ready for them to get into each other’s faces, steaming with anger. He was ready to crush their lips together in a passionate kiss, to take Lochy, to give it to him so good he forgets why they were mad at each other in the first place. He was ready to pour all his passion and built up frustration into Lochlan, but maybe it’s a good thing that didn’t end up happening. Saxon wouldn’t have been able to hold himself back if he started fucking Lochy. Last time they fucked, they were both loud, Saxon nearly broke his damn bed frame, and Lochy couldn’t stop whining and moaning. There’s no way that shit would’ve worked with their entire family in the villa. 

Saxon turns off the light before slipping under his own covers. His dick is hard as a rock from his fantasies, and from all the tension that’s built up in his body today. He considers going back to the bathroom, but it’s too much work. Lochy’s probably fast asleep anyways, he’ll just rub one out quickly, then go straight to bed. 

*

Saxon bites his lip as he lowers his boxers and swirls a finger around his tip. He presses into the slit of his cock a little, moaning softly as he jerks his hips. He wants to do this quickly, but he knows if he doesn’t edge a little it won’t be as pleasurable for him. He spits in his hand and strokes himself from base to tip, making sure he doesn’t go as fast as he’d like to. All kinds of images flash through his head, but his brain lands on Lochy. He thinks about the night he took Lochy’s virginity, more specifically when he took Lochy from the back. His little brother’s arch was perfect, his ass plump and soft as Saxon brought his hand down over it a few times. Lochy gripped onto the bed frame while he was pounded into, and that was the only time he came untouched. Saxon grabbed his jaw and forced his head around so they could kiss sloppily as Saxon came and fucked his cum deep into his little brother’s hole. 

God, the memory has him ready to cum already, but he grips himself at the base to hold off. Saxon doesn’t register it at first, but after a couple minutes, he hears soft little gasps coming from behind him. He quirks his eyebrow, there’s no way…

Saxon stops jerking off, and when he does, the sounds he was hearing stop. 

He starts again, and this time he hears stifled little moans and crinkling bed sheets. 

Holy shit, Lochy’s jerking off with him. That little brat, too pussy to call Saxon out on his shit, but clearly bold enough to shamelessly jerk off with his brother. Saxon’s so fucking turned on he’s dizzy with it. His strokes pick up, and so do Lochy’s. Lochy sounds hot, as always, and Saxon can hear the way he writhes around in the bed. His baby’s always been so sensitive when it comes to sex. 

“Mm .” Lochy moans gently.

“Fuck.” Saxon says out loud. Saxon wants so badly to roll over and make Loch look him in the eye, but that would be admitting defeat. 

“Ah, Saxy.” Lochy pants breathily as he strokes himself. 

Fuck, that little slut, he’s playing hardball now, but what he doesn’t know is Saxon can play too. 

“Yeah, just like that Loch.” Saxon spits in his palm again and keeps up his pace.

“You wet for me baby?” Saxon purrs. Lochy lets out an open-mouthed moan at that, quiet, but still slutty.

“F—fuck you.” Lochy responds.

Saxon chuckles.

“Bet you want to huh? I wanna fuck you too.” 

“S—shut up Sax.”

“Why when it’s turning you on?” 

Lochy’s getting close, Saxon can hear it in the little whimpers he makes. Saxon’s getting close too, his own sounds are less than decent.

Lochy doesn’t respond to that, but the soft sounds he’s making say enough.

“So close Sax.” He finally whines.

“Me too beautiful.” 

Lochy moans at the term of endearment. 

“Sax. ”

“I know baby, it’s okay, let go.” 

Lochy’s breath hitches and he lets out a long whine, and Saxon knows he’s came. Saxon cums at the same time, the sweet sounds of Lochy’s orgasm washing over him were enough to trigger it. His body trembles through the blissful aftershocks. After a couple minutes, Saxon curses when he realizes he has nowhere to wipe his cum but his sheets. He wishes he could feed it to Lochy, but they’re clearly not on speaking terms right now, even though they are on moaning each other’s name while they masturbate terms. Saxon hears Lochy shuffle around in the bed some more before he finally stills. 

“Night.” His little brother says softly.

“Night.” Saxon responds, already drifting off into a peaceful sleep, one in which he swears not to think about any of the bullshit that happened today. 

Chapter Text

“I had a dream about this Tsunami…” Their mom starts off at breakfast the following morning. Saxon and Lochy have been avoiding each other’s eyes. They took separate showers that morning, Saxon made his own protein shake and gulped it down, pointedly ignoring the fact that Lochy may have wanted one too. He grabbed some fruit for breakfast, just so his mom wouldn’t get upset with him for not eating real food as she’d say. Lochy’s still not one hundred percent sold on the protein shakes. He drinks them when Saxon makes them for him, because he does just about anything Saxon tells him to do. 

Still, he looks excited and somewhat relieved to be eating his breakfast of eggs, bacon, a couple waffles, and some fruit. Lochy’s always liked to eat, it’s something Saxon’s always found adorable about him. His little brother’s slight frame is such a stark contrast to his large appetite. Lochy loves meat, steak, duck, lamb, whenever they go out to eat or have dinners at home, Lochy always has to have some type of meat with his meal. At least he’s not protein deficient.

Saxon loves watching his mouth move, the passionate way he chews, the way his precious cheeks fill out when he takes too big of bites. The way he smiles softly at something Piper says, making his cheeks fill out even more. The way his lips part as he takes bites. The way his soft tongue peeks out to run over those same pink lips to make sure there are no crumbs left on them. Lochy really has no idea how alluring he is, or maybe Saxon’s just a pervert who’s turned on by just about everything his little brother does. 

Saxon’s eyes then travel to the column of his throat. That long, elegant, model-like neck, not at odds with the rest of Lochy’s build. The way his throat bobs when he swallows, his Adam’s apple becoming even more visible. He tilts his neck to the side and swats at a bug that’s close to landing on him and Saxon’s overcome with the urge to suck hickeys into the soft skin of his little brother’s throat. That’s one thing he’s always craved, the privilege of leaving Lochy hickeys. What sucks is that it’s not like Loch even has a boyfriend right now that he can blame them on. Unfortunately, his dad and Piper would definitely look at him and Lochy sideways if his little brother suddenly popped out with bruises all over his neck. His mom wouldn’t care, partly because of the lorazepam and partly because Saxon can do no wrong in her eyes. 

Saxon sighs and re-adjust his sunglasses as a way to do something with his hands. He can’t wait to go to the pool today, a nice swim should help him cool off and forget about the smoking hot little brother who’s currently icing him out. 

Saxon was only vaguely listening to his mother’s description of her dream, and while it’s somewhat interesting, he doesn’t put too much stock in the fact that it’s symbolic of something.

“It could be some kind of warning mom. Dreams might not predict the future, but they’re a window into something. I mean, every symbol has a meaning. It’s the collective unconscious.” Piper says pretentiously.

Saxon rolls his eyes.

“We all dream of fire and snakes because we’re all afraid of fire and snakes. It’s not that deep.” Saxon adds in.

“Still, it’s kind of weird, no? I mean, we were just talking about tsunamis yesterday—” Lochy says.

“Yeah, and that’s exactly why mom dreamt about them last night. It’s like word association but with your brain, doesn’t mean anything serious Loch.” Saxon cuts in with a scoff. 

Loch gives him a dark look, well, as dark of a look as someone as precious as Lochy is capable of giving. It’s one of the few times he’s seen his little brother express genuine irritation towards him. It makes Saxon’s cock jump in his shorts. 

Their dad is sweating bullets. He takes a huge sip of coffee before glancing down at his phone anxiously as if willing it to do something. Clearly his Jedi mind trick worked, because his phone starts buzzing.

“Dad, c’mon.” Piper whines in disappointment. She’s really committed to the whole Buddhist bullshit no cell phone policy. 

“I just—give me a minute.” Their dad says, hastily walking off as he puts the phone to his ear. His behavior’s been odd since they got here, but Saxon tries not to think about it too much. 

“I think I’m gonna get a massage today.” Victoria sighs as she stretches her upper body.

“I have my um, posture correction thing.” Lochy says.

“Ah, that’s right sweetie! That’s very important, you’ve gotta get rid of that slouch. A handsome boy like you should always stand with confidence.” Their mom says as she playfully winks at Lochy. He blushes and looks down to hide his smile. 

“I’m going to the pool.” Saxon responds.

“I’m gonna go check out the temple again.” Piper adds in, voice chipper. 

“Sounds great babies.” Their mom smiles. For once, they have a mostly peaceful meal, and Saxon couldn’t be happier. 

*

Saxon emerges out of the water, flicking his hair back and out of his eyes as he shakes his head. He’s been swimming for about thirty minutes straight, which is way harder than it sounds. He’s gotta keep his stamina up, and swimming’s one of the best forms of exercise out there. Lochy’s already left for his posture correction thing. Saxon rolls his eyes when he thinks about it. All he needs is thirty minutes of bending Lochy over, grabbing his wrist and pulling them behind his back while his little brother arches and presents himself while Saxon plows him from the back. That’d give him a good stretch and correct his posture way better than anything some sham physiologist is capable of doing.  

Saxon emerges from the pool, knowing he looks hot as fuck with water droplets dripping down his thick biceps. His full pecs, six pack, and juicy thighs are all on display as he walks towards his lounge chair. Lochy would fucking drool over him if he could see him right now. Too bad Lochy’s being a fucking brat.

There’s a chic next to him, she’s attractive, not particularly Saxon’s type but he’ll bite. Her teeth are cute, unique, and Saxon likes her wide hips. She completely shuts him down when he tries to make a move on her though, which is embarrassing, but he’ll live. She walks away, offended by Saxon’s flirting which makes him roll his eyes. Some chics can be such prudes. 

The next girl that walks over is definitely closer to Saxon’s type. Tall and thin, with short dark hair. It’s wavy-ish, not curly, but Saxon can put that aside for now. Maybe it curls up more when it gets wet. He makes eye contact with her, and she smiles lasciviously at him, bingo. 

*

Chloe’s cool, somewhat interesting. Saxon finds out she’s here with her rich older boyfriend, and immediately he thinks hooker, but hey, he doesn’t judge. Well, he sort of does, but when it comes to him getting pussy, as long as she’s clean he could care less about her career choices. She’s traveled to a lot of places, for modeling she says, but Saxon knows it’s probably on the dime of whatever rich creep she’s with. She’s hot enough to bag an old loser who’s dick barely works. He probably just keeps her around as eye-candy, maybe giving her a good fuck every once in a blue moon. Saxon would rock her fucking world if she let him. 

Saxon can tell she thinks he’s hot too. He watches the way her eyes track his body, the way she bites her lip softly as he speaks. She wants to fuck him just as badly as he wants to fuck her, nice to know . Chloe’s had more than a couple drinks, and so has Saxon to be honest. Alcohol doesn’t hit him very fast, and he knows his limits, but it’s kind of hot watching Chloe loosen up the closer to drunk she gets. It makes him think about Lochy, and what he’d look like drunk. He’d probably be all over the place, throwing his long limbs all over Saxon. Rutting against him, biting him all over, desperate for his cock. He likes to believe Lochy’s a horny drunk like him, that’s better than him being an angry drunk, or a sappy one. 

Chloe’s giggling at his joke, and her canines are pointy and cute, and Saxon really wants to fuck. He has to physically stop himself from leaning over and making out with her, they are in public after all. There’s like, kids here and shit.

“My villa is like a ten minute walk from here.” He says, licking his lips as he looks at hers.

“Is it?” Chloe smirks.

“Sure is.” Saxon smiles confidently. He’s been told he has a fantastic smile.

“Hmm…”

“You don’t wanna find somewhere more private? ”

“It depends, are you going to make it worth my while Saxon Ratliff ?” She smirks. 

“Fuck yeah I am.” 

*

They stumble along the cobblestone path to the Ratliff’s villa, pausing to make out and grope each other along the way. Chloe’s a tease, she squeezes Saxon’s cock through his pants multiple times. She leaves light kisses that turn into bites on his neck. Saxon’s just as bad, he pushes her against the wall when they pause one time. His fingers snake under her bikini, and he almost starts fingering her, before he remembers where the fuck he is. 

Chloe just chuckles at how desperate he is, shit , at how desperate both of them are. Except Saxon’s got it a little worse, that much is obvious. Saxon prays to God, Buddha, whoever is listening that his family members are not in the villa right now. He’s so horned up he’d stick his dick in a fucking gloryhole if he could, he just needs something . 

“Wait, chill.” Saxon chuckles, pulling away from Chloe’s lips with a pop. He slowly opens the door to his villa.

“Mom, dad, Pipe, Loch?” He shouts out. After a couple minutes, no one responds, and Saxon does a mini fist bump.

“C’mon babe.” He leads Chloe through the villa and straight to his shared room, kicking the door closed with his foot. 

“You are so fuckin’ sexy.” Saxon purrs at her as he lays her on his bed and begins to attack her lips again. She pants into his mouth, throwing her head back, and Saxon takes that as an opportunity to suck hickeys into her neck. She moans and writhes as he does, and Saxon tries to quiet the voice in his head that reminds him of how much he wants a certain eighteen year old boy to moan and writhe underneath him like this. She squeezes his bulge through his pants and Saxon moans too, jerking his hips up into her hand. She slips a hand in his swim shorts, past his boxers, and begins jerking him off while he assaults her neck.

“F—fuck, just like that.” Saxon jerks his hips up to match her movements. He practically rips off her bikini top so he can suck her tits into his mouth. They’re small, but Saxon doesn’t mind. They’re still supple, and the way her little nipples perk up gets him even harder. He licks his lips as he travels, down, down and slowly eases down her bikini bottoms. 

She’s mostly shaved, except for a landing strip right above her pussy. Saxon’s mouth waters. He doesn’t waste a second more before he spreads her thighs open and starts to eat her out. Chloe’s moans are practically reverberating through the villa. Saxon’s a pussy eating god, he’s been told so a number of times. Once he slips a finger in her, it’s over. She shakes and trembles as she gets closer to her orgasm. Saxon slides a second finger in and her body arches off the bed, her thighs squeezing against his head. Saxon feels it when she cums, the way her walls constrict around his fingers, but he keeps eating her out through her orgasm. Chloe’s practically convulsing underneath him. Girls love it when you keep eating them out after they cum, the overstimulation turns most of them on. Saxon’s ate a girl out until she came four times in a row once. He’s pretty proud of that fact. 

Part of why he likes it so much, aside from how great pussy tastes, is that it makes the sex even better when the girls’ all wet and horned up. Saxon eats them out until they’re begging for his cock, and only then does he pound them through the mattress. 

“Like that baby?” Saxon pulls away from her pussy and smirks up at her.

“H—holy shit.” She breathes. “You’re fucking—”

“I know.” Saxon interrupts before he goes back to eating her out. She was going to tell him how good he is at eating pussy, something he doesn’t really need to hear. 

“Let me—let me suck you off.” Chloe pants.

Saxon ignores her, knowing from experience he needs to fit another finger in her before he can fuck. His dick is kind of big, chics complain about it more than gay guys, which is kind of ironic. Pussies are made to take cock, but chics always whine about his size if he doesn’t open them up enough. The twinks he fucks tell him they get turned on by the pain, that it’s brief, and the pleasure from having their prostates fucked always outweighs the pain. Still, women are more delicate or whatever, and he’s enough of a gentleman to loosen them up first, it’s just good manners. That and he hates being told to: 

“Go slower Saxon, it hurts.” 

“Wait, you’re too big, I can’t—”

“Ow, Saxon, wait, take it out—”

Saxon doesn’t even think he’s that big honestly, he’s just girthy. Lochy had no problem with being split open on his cock, he took it like a fucking champ. Lochy’s pretty self-sacrificing though, even if he was in pain there’s no chance he would’ve asked Saxon to stop or take it out. Saxon feels a pang in his chest at the thought that he was too rough with Lochy when he took his virginity. He shakes his head a little to regain his focus, lapping at Chloe’s clit with his tongue. She’s moaning, at some point Saxon got three fingers in her and from the way she’s squeezing, she’s about to cum again. 

Saxon’s kind of moving on autopilot now, he hates that his dumbass brain made him think of Lochy. His sweet, precious Lochy, with his soft brown curls and gentle voice. His beautiful, beautiful boy who he wants to open up and pleasure just like this. He wants to take Lochy apart from the inside out. 

Saxon opens his eyes and looks up to check Chloe’s reaction, only to lock eyes with none other than his beautiful little Lochy. What the fuck? Did Saxon really leave the door unlocked? Why hadn’t he heard Lochy come in? His heart starts pounding faster than the beat of a drum. Lochy was never supposed to see this. In fact, as Saxon looks into his big, glassy brown eyes, he begins to wonder why the fuck he even went through with this shit the first place. He detaches his mouth from Chloe’s pussy, pulls his fingers out of her, and wipes the wetness off his mouth. Chloe looks up, clearly confused as to why he stopped. She sees Saxon’s eyeing the door and whips her head in its direction. She lets out a squeal when she sees Lochy.

“What the fuck, who is that?” She practically yells. 

“My little brother.” Saxon responds anxiously. 

“Oh my god, are you underage?” 

She turns to look at Saxon then. 

“Is he underage?” She asks, completely scandalized. 

“He’s eighteen.” Saxon grits, throwing around the sheets to find her bikini. This is bad, quite literally the worst possible outcome. If anyone else in his family had walked in on Chloe, they probably wouldn’t have given that much of a shit. He’d get a lecture from his dad about bringing random women into their villa, and Piper would probably look at him with disgust in her eyes again, but that’d be it. His mom would ignore whatever sounds she heard coming from Saxon’s room. 

No one else in his family has actively had sex with him. He’s never had that level of vulnerability with the others, that deep emotional connection that goes beyond familial affection. Lochy had trusted him with his body and his heart, and he goes and betrays him by doing this shit. Saxon’s sobering up faster than ever. 

“Fuck , this is so messed up.” Chloe hisses as she joins Saxon and paws around the bed for her clothes. 

“How do you think I feel?” He hisses back. 

“Where the fuck are my clothes?”

“I’m fucking looking for them!”

Lochy’s still standing there, completely shell shocked. Saxon finds her bikini bottoms first, but her top is fucked. He cusses and runs to his closet to throw her one of his t-shirts to borrow. She slips it on and slides into her flip-flops.

“By the way, you’re great at eating pussy.” Chloe says before she leaves the villa. Usually, Saxon would feel a sense of pride at her words. This time however, they make him want to swallow bleach, because that’s the last thing Lochy needs to hear. 

Chloe’s finally gone, and the adrenaline is starting to wear off. Once it does, Saxon is left with a half-hard cock and a distraught looking little brother. Lochy’s eyes are glazed over, like he’s somewhere else.

“Loch.” Saxon says.

Lochy just keeps staring into the void.

“Loch.” 

Nothing.

“Lochy!” Saxon walks towards his brother.

Something seems to click back into place for Lochlan then, something hard and sharp flashes through his eyes. He looks down at Saxon’s half hard cock, then back up at him. He advances towards Saxon, meeting him halfway before shoving him down onto the bed. Saxon sits down, shocked at Lochy’s forwardness. 

“Did she blow you at all?” Lochy asks, voice gravely and uncharacteristically low.

“No…just jerked me off a bit.” Saxon responds hesitantly. Lochy nods his head. 

“That’s not very fair is it…considering you ate her out.” 

“Well she was about to Loch, but then…”

“Right.” 

Lochy licks his lips and stares hard at Saxon’s crotch. Saxon can tell what he wants, but even though Lochy’s pretty sexually confident, he’s not the type to do anything without consent. Saxon’s not sure if he should give him consent right now to be honest…Lochy’s behaving oddly. 

“You should take care of it.” Lochy says.

“Uh…” Saxon responds ineloquently. He has no clue what’s going on right now.

“Are you going to take care of it, or should I?” 

“I mean, I guess you can…”

“Cool.” 

Lochy scoots up a little further and pulls Saxon into his mouth. 

“Fuck.” Saxon groans as Lochy begins blowing him. He’s so fucking good at this, it’s infuriating.

Lochy starts to suck, swallowing around Saxon’s cock, and the sensation makes him even harder. Lochy pulls out all the stops, as per usual, and Saxon’s right on the edge. Right as he’s approaching orgasm…he hears a choking sound from underneath him. He assumes it’s just Lochy gagging on his cock as he’s done a few times already, but it sounds like Lochy’s dry heaving. Saxon quirks an eyebrow and looks down, only to see tears streaming down Lochy’s face. Not sexy tears, but ones of genuine anguish. The way Lochy’s choking on his cock isn’t sexy either. 

It’s in that moment that Saxon realizes…his little brother is crying while he blows him. Saxon feels his heart break in two.

“Lochy, baby, pull off.” Saxon says, voice panicked.

Lochy ignores him. His teeth are starting to scrape Saxon’s cock a little because of the way his mouth is moving as he cries. The dry heaving is getting worse. He obviously can’t get much air considering Saxon is deep in his throat, and he’s starting to make these pained, desperate gagging sounds like he can’t fucking breathe. Saxon’s big brother instincts flare and he grabs Lochy’s curls and yanks him off his cock before he makes himself asphyxiate. Lochy coughs and sputters, his lip trembles, and he keeps sobbing, producing choked guttural noises from deep in his throat.

Saxon Ratliff doesn’t cry, he can count on one hand the number of times it’s happened. 

His first day of kindergarten was the first time he can remember, he really didn’t want to leave his mom. 

The second time was when he fell and ate shit whilst trying to learn how to scooter when he was eight. 

The third time was when he was absolutely trashed at his first frat party in college, and got hit with a wave of sadness. He can’t quite remember all the details, but he thinks it’s because some girl he was planning to fuck rejected him. 

But as Saxon looks at his baby, sitting with his knees on the ground and sobbing, his eyes water, and tears threaten to fall for the first time in years.

“Lochy.” He says, swallowing as he tries to hold back his tears.

Lochy’s shoulders begin to shake and he hides his face in his hands. What has Saxon done to him? How much of a monster is he to have done this to such a kind, genuine boy like Lochy?

Saxon’s never been that good with the emotional shit, Lochy’s cried in front of him sure, but he hasn’t had a meltdown like this since he was a small child. 

Saxon doesn’t know what words he can use to rectify this, so he decides to use his body instead. He paws around on the sheets for his boxers, slips them on, and then lowers his knees to the ground next to Lochy. He pulls his brother’s head into his broad chest, and cradles Lochy as he sobs. He mumbles soothing words, pets his hair, kisses his forehead, tells him how much he loves him. After a little while, Saxon grabs Lochy under his thighs and pulls him into his lap. He wraps one hand around his lower back and keeps the other against his head. He runs his hand up and down Lochy’s back and just holds him through his pain, the pain that Saxon caused him.  

*

About twenty minutes later, Lochy finally calms down enough for Saxon to move them to the bed. He sits against the headboard with Lochy in between his legs. Lochy’s back is pressed to his chest, and he strokes through his little brother’s soft curls. 

“The posture correction therapist said I’m protecting myself with my feminine side.” Lochy says softly. It’s the first thing he's said since his meltdown earlier, and it makes Saxon raise an eyebrow. 

“What does that mean?”

“When I sit, I cross my left leg over my right.” 

“And what about that is inherently feminine?”

Lochy explains her reasoning.

“Sounds like bullshit pseudoscience to me.” 

“I think I agree with her.”

“Lochy, you’re not feminine. ” 

“But I’m passive.”

“You’re gentle, there’s a difference.” 

“Too gentle.” 

Saxon rolls his eyes.

“Lochy, you’re not meant to be some macho muscle-head or whatever the fuck, that’s not who you are.” 

“But isn't that who you wish I was? That’s why you feed me protein shakes, why you used to give me all these talks about working out and masculinity and shit when I was younger. Things you still give me talks about by the way.” 

Saxon sighs.

“I tell you to work out and drink protein shakes so you’ll be in shape, which you are now, and you look fucking good. I talk to you about masculinity because I don’t want you to be a fucking pussy and get taken advantage of.” 

“So in short…you want me to be more macho.” 

“No, in short, I want you to be a better version of yourself , not of me or whoever the fuck else you 

see on tv.”

Lochy sniffles.

“It wasn’t very masculine of me to start crying while sucking your dick.” 

“Loch…we don’t have to talk about that right now.” Saxon says gently. 

“It’s fine, I want to. Sometimes it just feels like…I don’t know, like you’re fucking with me or something.” 

Saxon doesn’t want to interrupt him.

“Like, you’re so sweet to me sometimes, and other times you’re a fucking dick. You always talk about hooking up with chics, and then I find you in our room with your face in her…vagina. But you refuse to give me oral sex. You see how that’s like, messed up Saxon.” 

Saxon sighs and closes his eyes. It is messed up, it’s fucked to be honest.  

“It’s just interesting is all, you say you like guys but you’re grossed out by male genitalia, not to mention eating ass—”

“Woah, woah, woah, Lochy there’s absolutely nothing about you that grosses me out. Your dick is…there’s nothing wrong with it okay, I’ve just never been into giving guys head. As far as the ass thing, I’m just not ready for that yet.” 

“I’m not just guys Saxon, I’m your brother, I shouldn’t have to beg you for what I need.”

Saxon sighs. He twists Lochy’s body so that he’s laying more on his side so that Saxon can’t make direct eye contact with him. 

“I was pent up okay Loch, I know it’s not an excuse but I just—I think about you all the fucking time, when I wake up until I go to bed. I think about your eyes, your lips, you body, fucking everything. You got pissed at me last night, and the night before we didn’t get a chance to fuck. I just needed something Lochy.” 

Why does it feel like Saxon’s confessing to cheating on a lover right now?

Lochy’s mouth twists like he’s deep in thought. 

“I think about you all the time too.” He says quietly.

Saxon swallows and looks deep into his eyes.

“Except it’s more about how I want to cuddle with you, and go swimming with you, and spend time together like when I was younger.” 

“Wholesome.” Saxon scoffs.

“And about fucking you.” Lochy smirks. 

Saxon chuckles.

“Sounds like you wanna top Loch.” 

“And if I do?” 

“Then you’re welcome to.” 

Lochy looks shocked. 

“Weren’t expecting that were you?” Saxon smirks.

“I—I thought it was a one time thing, I thought it’d be too gay for you to do again.” 

“It is gay, but it felt fucking amazing.” 

Lochy bites his lip.

“You looked so hot underneath me Sax.” 

“Yeah?” 

“Yeah, I loved fucking you, you were perfect.” 

Saxon’s started to get a little turned on, he peeks down at Lochy’s lap and sees his little brother is in the same predicament. 

“Sax…can I eat you out?” 

“Loch, we just talked about how I don’t do anything for you, don’t feel like you have to eat me out.” 

“I want to, I don’t feel like I have to.” 

Saxon sighs, as tempting of an offer as it is, he just feels like it’s a bad time to initiate anything sexual with Lochy. He just sobbed while sucking Saxon’s dick for christ’s sake, the last thing he needs is to have Lochy crying while his face is shoved between Saxon’s ass cheeks.

“I’m flattered, but not right now baby.” 

Lochy nods obediently even though he does look a bit disappointed.

“Let’s take a nap, yeah? Bet you’re worn out from all that crying.” Saxon smiles as he runs a thumb over Lochy’s soft lips.

Lochy rolls his eyes playfully. 

“I’m not, but whatever.”

“Well I’m worn out, a lot happened today.”

“Yeah, you ate pussy for a whole hour.”

“Not even close to an hour.” 

“Still, I’m sure it’s hard work.”

“Lochy…”

“Let’s just take a nap.” Lochy grumbles. He rearranges them so that he’s laying with his head on Saxon’s chest. Saxon sighs, clearly this is still a sore spot for Lochy. He knows at some point he’s gonna have to get over his fears and give Lochy oral sex, he deserves it after everything he put his baby through today, but now’s not the time. 

Saxon presses a gentle kiss to the top of Lochy’s curls before closing his eyes and letting the sound of their ceiling fan lure him to sleep.