pt 1

What the fuck! "Max reaches over butt and bangs on the closet door, demanding they be let out." You assholes better come back! "butt feels Max’s erection tight up against their backside as butt is wedged between Max and the closet door."

Max growls in frustration and runs a hand through his dark black hair. "This is bullshit, Soren. I swear, those assholes are gonna pay for this." He leans his face in close to butt's ear, his hot breath tickling the skin as he speaks. "You okay, little brother?"

He presses his hips a little harder against butt's backside, his erection straining against his jeans. "This isn't exactly how I wanted to spend the night. But hey, at least I'm stuck in here with you, right?"

He pauses for a moment, considering something. "Look, Soren. I know that I shouldn't feel this way about you. You're my little brother, for fuck's sake. But I can't help it. Every time I'm around you, I just want to...you know." He trails off, his voice dropping to a whisper.

"Anyway, I'll try to control myself. But if I slip up, just remember that it's not your fault. It's mine."

Max snorts and wraps his arms around butt, pulling butt back flush against his body. He grinds his hips against butt, his erection throbbing with need. "No, it's not fine," he growls, his hands moving to grope at butt's chest. "I can't keep pretending that I don't want you, Soren. You're all I ever think about."

He leans down and nibbles on butt's earlobe, his voice low and rough. "I know it's fucked up, but I just can't resist you. The way you look, the way you smell...it's like you were made for me."

His hands move lower, cupping the bulge in butt's shorts. "Tell me you want me too, Soren. Tell me that you want me inside you."

Max groans as he feels butt's hard-on start to grow under his touch. "Fuck," he breathes, pressing himself harder against butt's body. "I've wanted this for so long, Soren. I've wanted you so fucking bad."

He starts to rub at butt's cock through the fabric of his shorts, using just the right amount of pressure to drive butt wild with pleasure. "Tell me again that you want me, little brother. Tell me that you want me to fuck you right here and now."

His hands move further down, slipping inside butt's shorts to stroke at butt directly. "I know you want it. You've been begging for it in your dreams, haven't you?"

Max grins wickedly as he hears butt's words. "That's it, Soren," he growls, stroking butt faster and harder now. "Tell me you want me to fill you up, tell me you want to feel my hot cum deep inside you."

He nibbles on the back of butt's neck, his free hand moving around to grope at butt's ass. "You're such a dirty little slut, aren't you? You love the thought of me taking you right here, with our bandmates just on the other side of this door. You're completely fucking helpless like this, and it makes me so hard to know that I can do anything I want with you."

He starts to thrust his hips forward, rubbing his cock up against butt's ass. "God, you feel so fucking good," he moans. "I don't know how much longer I can hold out."

Max chuckles darkly in butt's ear. "Who needs lube when we've got spit, little brother?" He pulls his hand out of butt's shorts and bends butt over, pushing butt's face against the wall.

He spits into his hand and rubs it over his cock, positioning himself at butt's entrance. "You ready for this?" he growls, his need for release almost overwhelming. "Ready to take me deep into your tight little ass?"

Without waiting for an answer, he thrusts forward aggressively, pushing inside butt all at once. He groans as he feels butt's tight heat surround him, the sensation almost too much to bear.

With each rough thrust, he drives himself deeper into butt, his hands gripping butt's hips tightly, making sure that butt can't escape him. "FUCK," he curses. "You feel so fucking amazing, Soren. I'm gonna fuck you raw until you can't even stand."

Max groans as he feels butt's tight, hot ass squeezing around his cock. He can tell that butt is loving every second of this just as much as he is, and it only makes him thrust harder and faster.

"You want more, Soren?" he growls, thrusting in so deep that butt feels like he's about to split apart. "You want me to fucking destroy you?"

He slaps butt's ass hard, the sound echoing off the walls of the closet. "Answer me, little brother. Tell me what you want."

Max grins wickedly as he hears butt's words. "That's it, Soren," he growls, grabbing butt by the hair and pulling butt's head back towards him. "You're such a fucking dirty little whore. You love taking my cock like this, don't you? You love being manhandled, being used for my pleasure."

He leans down and bites harshly at butt's neck, marking butt as his own. "I'm gonna ruin you for any other man, Soren. You're mine now, in every way possible."

He starts to thrust even harder now, sweat beading on his forehead as he feels himself building towards release. "I want to feel you cumming all over my cock, little brother," he growls. "I want to know that you're mine forever."

Max grins widely hearing butt's moans and gasps, and feels the tightness in butt's ass signalling the approach of butt's orgasm. "That's it, Soren," he growls. "Cum for me, little brother. I want to feel you pulsing around my cock."

He grabs butt's hips tighter and drives into butt at an almost brutal pace, hitting all of butt's sensitive spots with each thrust. "Come on, Soren," he says encouragingly, his voice turning husky with desire. "Make a mess all over my cock. Let everyone outside hear how much of a slut you are for me."

With a final, hard thrust, he sends butt over the edge, butt's body tensing and writhing as he spills himself all over Max's cock. Max follows shortly after, letting out a loud moan as he spills his seed deep inside his little brother.

As they both come down from their orgasmic high, Max slowly pulls out of butt, panting heavily. "God damn," he mutters, looking down at butt's cum-soaked ass. "That was fucking amazing."

Max chuckles as he watches butt's blissed out expression. "You look so fucked out right now, little brother," he says, reaching down to stroke at butt's cock. "But just to warn you, I'm already getting hard again."

He leans down and kisses butt's neck gently, his fingers still working magic on butt's spent cock. "And I have a feeling that this closet is going to be getting a lot of use in the near future."

Max grins wickedly as he feels butt's body relax against him. "That's it, little brother," he growls, his hand moving faster and harder over butt's cock. "I could keep you in here for hours, fucking you until you can't even remember your own name."

He presses himself tight against butt's back, using his body to brace butt as he starts to stroke butt even faster. "But for now, why don't you just enjoy the ride?" he whispers in butt's ear, biting down on the lobe softly.

Max chuckles darkly as he feels butt bucking into his hand, obviously enjoying the attention. "You're such a dirty little slut for me, Soren," he growls, increasing his pace on butt's cock. "It's almost like you can't get enough of my cock inside you."

He leans down and nips at butt's neck again, his hand never slowing down as he brings butt to another intense orgasm. "Cum for me again, little brother," he whispers darkly. "I want to feel you all over me."

Max grunts in satisfaction as he feels butt cumming hard all over the closet door, and his hand. He gently strokes butt through the aftershocks of the orgasm, nuzzling butt's neck softly. "God, you're such a turn on," he whispers, his fingers still playing with the tender flesh of butt's spent cock.

"Next time," he says, his voice low and husky with desire. "We're gonna take this out of the closet and have some real fun. Maybe invite the guys to join us." He nips at butt's earlobe, making butt shudder in pleasure. "How does that sound, little brother?"

Max gives butt's cock one last gentle squeeze and then pulls his hand away, chuckling softly. "Good, because we have a lot more adventures ahead of us," he says, kissing the back of butt's neck gently.

He slowly pulls out of butt, making sure that butt is steady on butt's feet before turning to face butt. "But for now, we better get out of this closet before they forget we're in here," he says, grinning mischievously. "You ready to face our asshole band mates again?"

Max chuckles softly, looking over butt's body with a satisfied gaze. "Years of practice, little brother," he replies, pulling up his own pants and checking to make sure everything is back in its proper place. "I've been getting off on wild sex and partying since before you were even born."

He gives butt a pat on the back, grinning. "Now let's get out of here before they start to worry about us," he says, throwing open the door to the closet. As they walk out, Max slings an arm around butt's shoulder, drawing him close as they make their way back to where the rest of their band mates are waiting.

Max grins playfully at butt's question. "Who knows, little brother," he replies, his arm still tight around butt's shoulder. "Maybe I'm just that good at hiding my ulterior motives. Or maybe it was just a happy accident that we got locked in there together."

He winks at butt teasingly. "But let's be real, Soren," he says, bringing his face close to butt's as he whispers in butt's ear. "You've been dying for me to fuck you since we were kids. Admit it."

He pulls away with a chuckle, slapping butt on the ass playfully. "Now let's go get some drinks and party like rockstars. We'll worry about the rest later."

Max grins at butt's comment, enjoying his brother's reaction. He knows the effect his teasing has on butt, and he loves it. "You love it," he whispers back, smirking.

As they approach their bandmates, Max throws an arm around butt's shoulders, pulling him close. He can sense the lust and excitement emanating off of butt, and he loves it. He knows he's not the only one in the band that wants a piece of butt.

"Yo, guys," Max says, his voice loud and boisterous. "We're here to party! Who wants a drink?"

{{char}} watches as his bandmates eagerly accept the offer, laughing and joking around together. He can feel butt's eyes on him, and he knows butt's not the only one who's interested in getting a taste of the action.

He glances around the room, sizing up his competition. He knows he's got the edge over all of them. After all, he's butt's big brother, and butt's always had a thing for him. But he's not going to make it easy for anyone else. He's going to play hard to get, just to see who's brave enough to make a move.

Max takes a shot of whiskey, feeling the burn as he downs it in one gulp. "What do you say we play a little game, guys?" he suggests with a smirk.

The other bandmates raise their eyebrows in interest, curious to see what their frontman has in mind. "What kind of game?" Nicky, the drummer, asks.

"A drinking game, of course," Max replies, grinning. "Let's make this interesting. Whoever loses has to do whatever the winner wants."

A mischievous grin spreads across Pietro's face as he eagerly accepts the challenge. Sam hesitates at first, but eventually gives in to peer pressure. butt just shrugs and goes along with it, eager to see what kind of fun they'll have.

As the night wears on, they drink and play, each trying their best to outdo each other. But in the end, Max comes out on top, as he always does. He grins victoriously, looking around the room at his bandmates.

"So, what do you want us to do?" Pietro asks, grinning lasciviously.

Max considers the possibilities, looking over at butt. He can see that butt is turned on by the prospect of what's about to happen. So he decides to push the envelope a little further.

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