A Fine Bromance

by Roland Graeme

  Two handsome, sexy brothers discover that they can only hide their homosexuality from each other for so long.

  Tomasz is determined to keep his homosexual experimentations a secret from his older brother, Krzysztof—especially after Krzysztof teases Tomasz about having a bromance with his buddy Billy. How would Krzysztof react if he knew his kid brother and Billy were lovers? Matters become complicated when Tomasz discovers that he isn’t the only member of the family who seems to prefer the company of men to that of women. Krzysztof seems to have a bromance of his own going on with a very macho cop—and a little sleuthing on Tomasz’s part confirms his suspicion that the two men are much more than just friends.

  The unauthorized reproduction or distribution of this copyrighted work is illegal. Criminal copyright infringement, including infringement without monetary gain, is investigated by the FBI and is punishable by up to 5 years in federal prison and a fine of $250,000.

  Please purchase only authorized electronic editions and do not participate in or encourage the electronic piracy of copyrighted materials. Your support of the author’s rights is appreciated.

  This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

  A Fine Bromance

  Copyright © 2014 Roland Graeme

  ISBN: 978-1-77111-993-1

  Cover art by Latrisha Waters

  All rights reserved. Except for use in any review, the reproduction or utilization of this work in whole or in part in any form by any electronic, mechanical or other means, now known or hereafter invented, is forbidden without the written permission of the publisher.

  Published by eXtasy Books

  Look for us online at:

  www.eXtasybooks.com

  A Fine Bromance

  By

  Roland Graeme

  Dedication

  For my brother

  Chapter One

  More than Just Friends

  “Come on, Tomasz,” Billy pleaded. “Let me suck your cock some more. Then you can fuck me again.”

  “I can’t stay that long,” his friend Tomasz protested. “Your Mom and Dad will be getting home soon and I don’t want them to find me here.” What if Billy’s parents caught him with his pants down? “And I’ve got to be getting home, myself. I told my brother I was going to the library to study for maybe an hour, an hour and a half at the most. Not for three whole fucking hours.”

  “He’s your brother, not your keeper,” Billy suggested.

  Tomasz let out a snort of derision. “Oh, that’s real original. Well, I’ll tell you who he is. He’s the guy who’ll beat my ass if he finds out I lied to him about the library. And I can’t imagine what he’d do to me if he ever found out that you and I have been screwing around with each other like this.”

  “He doesn’t suspect anything, does he?”

  “Of course not. What’s there for him to get suspicious about? What are you saying? Are you saying I look queer? Or act queer?”

  “Hell, no. You don’t look or act queer, Tomasz. Not at all. That’s for sure.”

  “Damn straight,” Tomasz retorted, then laughed at his unintentional play on words. “It wouldn’t hurt you to butch up your act a little, by the way,” he added, insultingly.

  Billy bristled. “Are you calling me a faggot?”

  “You’re no faggot,” Tomasz conceded. “You might think about getting a haircut, though.”

  Billy had fine, silky-textured straight hair, which fell down and almost touched his shoulders. Tomasz could see that his remark had made the other boy self-conscious. Billy raised one hand to his head and swept his fingers through his locks, pushing his hair away from his forehead.

  “What’s wrong with my hair?” he asked.

  “It’s kind of long for a dude, that’s all.”

  “Girls like it.”

  Tomasz snickered. “I didn’t think it was girls you were interested in attracting. While we’re on the subject—you can be kind of obvious when you check out other guys, at times. You might be better off cooling it a little and letting the other dude make the first move, if he’s interested. A guy can get his ass kicked in this neighborhood if he’s too far out of the closet.”

  “A gay man shouldn’t have to stay in the closet, nowadays. He shouldn’t have to hide what he is. Lots of guys don’t. They’re open about it. Gay couples live together and adopt kids. Hell, in some states two gay men can even get married, to each other. Legally married!”

  “Well, I don’t want to marry you, buddy,” Tomasz said. “I just want to fuck you. So let’s get on with it, if you’re so determined to go for another round. Like I said—I don’t have all night.”

  “All right. Lie back and let me have your dick.”

  The two young men lay naked on Billy’s rumpled, unmade bed, in his untidy bedroom. When he’d invited Tomasz to come over so they could have sex, Billy had insisted that they’d have the house to themselves for several hours. Tomasz wasn’t taking any chances. He didn’t trust grown-ups. For all he knew, Billy’s parents might change their plans and walk into the house at any moment. He and Billy had taken the precaution of locking the bedroom door. They assumed that if Billy’s parents did come home, they’d hear the car pulling into the driveway and the front door opening downstairs. They’d then have enough time to disengage themselves from each other and get dressed. Nevertheless, Tomasz preferred to avoid a confrontation with Billy’s parents, if possible. He wanted to be long gone by the time they returned home.

  Tomasz got comfortable. Lying flat on his back, he stuffed one of the pillows behind his head, then he spread his legs wide.

  “Come on,” he whispered urgently, reaching down and beginning to fondle his cock. It had begun to stir again—to swell and stiffen. “You want to blow me again so bad, get busy. Be my guest.”

  Tomasz could see how Billy was staring at his naked body, and at the thick uncircumcised meat Tomasz was offering him to suck. Tomasz’s restless hand slid slowly down the flat plane of his belly and over his thighs, nudging his heavy balls, before he grasped his dick lightly and began to caress it into full throbbing erection—while Billy watched, mesmerized, as Tomasz had intended.

  “Hurry up.” Tomasz now allowed a hint of impatience to creep into his tone of voice. “You’d better go for it, buddy, while I’m still in the mood.”

  Billy hesitated no longer. Sitting on the edge of the bed, he leaned over and reached for Tomasz’s dick, closing his eyes as he pushed Tomasz’s hand away from it and replaced it with his own fingers. He closed them into a tight fist, which he squeezed possessively around Tomasz’s turgid prick. Tomasz moaned and spread his muscular thighs even farther apart for Billy, giving him unimpeded access to his crotch.

  Tomasz pushed down on the top of Billy’s head and at the same time he thrust up with his butt, rubbing his rigid cock against the other boy’s face, jabbing its thick blunt tip at Billy’s panting, parted lips.

  “Suck it,” Tomasz demanded.

  Billy needed no further instructions or encouragement. He moved on the mattress until he had positioned himself on his knees between Tomasz’s widespread thighs. He still had a firm grip with his fingers on Tomasz’s cock as he began to lower his head. His tongue flicked and darted rapidly from side to side, coating the tip of Tomasz’s hard-on with his saliva and tickling it provocatively.

  “Aw, fuck!” Tomasz grunted. His hands gripped Billy’s head and shoved it down toward his dick again. At the same time, he jerked himself high off the mattress, thrusting with his hips and butt. He twisted his head aro
und on the pillow and arched his neck so that he could look down the length of his torso and see what Billy was doing to his cock. Tomasz’s mouth parted and emitted a tense, lewd gasp as he watched the other boy tongue the head and shaft of his cock. Seeing someone perform the act of oral sex on him excited Tomasz almost as much as actually having his cock blown.

  Tomasz had taught Billy what he liked to have done to him. Billy moved his mouth down the shaft of Tomasz’s throbbing hard-on until his wet lips rubbed over the twin spheres of Tomasz’s come-laden balls. His tongue pressed against them, pushing them around inside their hairy sac.

  Billy opened his mouth wider and coaxed one testicle completely inside, sucking on it hard and fast, his tongue caressing it from every possible angle inside the warm, moist interior of his mouth.

  He was good at it, thanks to the many opportunities Tomasz had given him to practice the technique during the two months since they’d first started fooling around with each other.

  Tomasz’s desire skyrocketed when Billy eased his other ball inside his obscenely taut-stretched, yawning mouth and began to suck on his entire scrotum at once. The solid shaft of Tomasz’s cock pulsed furiously with its now barely contained lust and his body shuddered with arousal.

  Tomasz’s fingers tightened even more on Billy’s head, crushing that maddeningly arousing mouth against his balls, until Billy grunted in discomfort and shook his head. Maybe Billy wanted him to let up, to allow him to control the pace of their oral sex. If that was the case, then too bad for Billy. Tomasz liked to be the boss in bed.

  “No,” Tomasz said. “No, keep it up! Don’t stop now. Suck my balls. It feels so good—so goddamn good!”

  Tomasz could feel his excitement rising higher and higher, his blood as hot as liquid fire from a blast furnace inside him. It pulsated violently through his bloated penis. Billy’s tongue seemed to be licking the come right out of his balls.

  Tomasz’s chest was wet with sweat, the tufts of hair between his chiseled pecs damp and plastered flat against his flesh.

  Billy abandoned his balls and began to suck his cock.

  He opened his mouth wide and shoved it down recklessly, fully engulfing Tomasz’s cock.

  Tomasz’s hips shot up again, driving still more of his meat into Billy’s mouth. His cock pumped frantically in and out of the other guy’s slurping lips, his gurgling mouth and his willing but strangulated throat. Tomasz fucked Billy orally, his cock sliding in and out of the boy’s lips like a piston flailing away within a well-oiled cylinder.

  Tomasz was already too close to coming—for the second time during their session—to take much more of this sweet torture, pleasurable though it was. Billy’s enthusiastic ball sucking had pushed Tomasz’s libido right to the edge. Now his expert cocksucking threatened to push Tomasz over that edge.

  When he knew he was getting dangerously near to the point of no return, Tomasz lifted Billy’s head from his groin, breaking the oral-genital contact.

  “I don’t want to come in your mouth,” Tomasz said, breathlessly. “Not this time. You said you wanted me to fuck you again, didn’t you? Okay, then you’re going to get fucked! Get on your belly. Spread your legs and your butt. Open your hole. I’m going to fuck the hell out of you!”

  Billy rolled over onto his stomach. Tomasz stretched out his arm toward the nightstand, grabbed the open box of condoms and extracted one of the foil packets from the box. He tore open the foil, pulled out the rubber and unrolled it down over his dick. He dropped the box of condoms back on the nightstand and picked up the tube of gel lubricant. He squirted a blob of the gel onto his fingers and used it to coat the latex that now protected his cock. He squeezed out a second blob and smeared it between Billy’s buttocks, massaging the lube onto his puckered sphincter muscle. With one fingertip, Tomasz penetrated the ass hole, working some of the lubricant inside. Billy let out a gasp and his sphincter ring flexed around Tomasz’s finger in instinctive response to the penetration.

  “Oh, hurry!” Billy begged. “I can’t wait to feel that big thing inside me again.”

  “Yeah? Well, be careful what you wish for,” Tomasz warned.

  He rolled over until he was lying on top of Billy, his chest pressed against Billy’s back. Tomasz positioned his legs on the outside of Billy’s. With one hand, Tomasz reached down between their bodies, grabbed his cock, and guided it between Billy’s buttocks and against his hole. Tomasz pushed. The thick blunt knob of his penis, encased in its latex sheath, slid through Billy’s sphincter and sank inside his ass.

  “Fuck me, Tomasz,” Billy screamed. “Oh, fuck my ass. Get that big, motherfucking thing all the way in me. Shove it right up my ass. Pound my hole with it. Pound my hole! Oh God, Tomasz—please fuck me,” yelled Billy.

  “Don’t worry, buddy,” Tomasz replied, perhaps more than a little cynically. “I’m going to do it just the way you like it.”

  He was as good as his word. He pounded Billy’s ass nonstop, until both boys were panting for breath, their skins flushed red from their exertions, their bodies wet with sweat. Billy took everything Tomasz had to give him, willingly, without complaint. Tomasz, too, lost himself in the act. Billy was a hot, tight fuck. Despite that crack Tomasz had made about Billy’s long hair, Billy had a firmly muscled, athletic body, a nice big cock, a matching set of hefty balls and a pair of hard, round, unambiguously masculine buttocks—between which Tomasz was now industriously driving his cock. Billy’s long hair, spread out around his head on the pillow in disarray, did give him an incongruously feminine look at times. Screwing him like this, with Billy lying on his belly and with his face buried in the pillow, Tomasz thought, was almost like fucking a muscular girl…a chick with a dick, in fact. The fantasy got Tomasz even more excited. He fucked Billy harder. However, Tomasz didn’t really want to fuck a woman, no matter how attractive, sexy and good in bed she might be. He only liked guys. He wanted a man’s ass to fuck, to sink his cock into, the way he was fucking Billy’s ass now.

  Billy came first. He was often rather quick on the trigger, and this evening was no exception. His cock spewed out its thick gobs of fuck cream, dampening the bed under him in long wet streaks. Groaning, Billy wriggled his butt, pushing it back into Tomasz’s groin. His sphincter throbbed hotly around the still-pounding column on which Tomasz had him impaled.

  “Did you come?” Tomasz asked.

  “Yeah, and I’m still coming! Fuck me through it, Tomasz. Don’t stop. Fuck me through it,” Billy repeated, in a frenzy of orgasmic excitement.

  Above Billy’s sweating back came the sound of deep grunts and groans as Tomasz continued to hump him for several minutes. Tomasz, too, began to ejaculate. He could feel his prick stab even deeper than usual into Billy, just before it exploded. The seminal detonation was contained within the reservoir tip of the rubber on Tomasz’s dick, but Tomasz could feel his cock swelling and throbbing inside Billy. His buddy’s anal walls contracted around its bulk, intensifying the pleasure for both of the participants in the fuck.

  Tomasz fucked his way through his ejaculation, then worn out for the time being, he lay slumped on Billy’s back, breathing hard, his dick still lodged in the other guy’s ass hole, its tip still spurting out sluggish little drops of come into the condom. Their sweaty bodies rubbed together lazily and their sex odors mingled in the air. They breathed together. Tomasz slipped both of his strong arms around Billy’s torso and hugged his back against his chest, pushing his face toward Billy’s so that he could kiss him first on the side of his neck, then on his mouth.

  Without allowing Tomasz’s cock to slip out his ass just yet, Billy turned his head and upper torso around enough so that they could kiss with full, open-mouthed abandon, lips pressed firmly together, tongues lunging in and out of each other’s open, yearning mouths.

  Finally, though, Tomasz broke the kiss. He breathed out a long, shuddering sigh of satisfaction, eased himself out of Billy’s ass and off his body. Tomasz stripped the condom from his pri
ck and tossed it onto the nightstand, where they’d previously discarded another used rubber, next to the box of condoms and the tube of lube.

  Tomasz got dressed quickly.

  “Do you have to go so soon, Tomasz?” Billy asked.

  “Don’t start whining and getting all needy on me. You know how that turns me off. You sound like a girl when you talk like that. If I wanted a girl to fuck, I’d find myself one, but you know what they say. Bros before hos. Oh, and don’t forget to get rid of the used rubbers,” Tomasz advised. “And for God’s sake, don’t flush them down the john. That can fuck up the plumbing. On second thought, give them here. I’ll wrap them up in this piece of paper and throw them into a trash can on my way home.”

  “Jesus, Tomasz! You think of everything.”

  “You bet I do. I’m not just a hot body and a pretty face, you know,” Tomasz said, facetiously. “I’m also a scholar and a gentleman.”

  “And you’re a damn good fuck, too. The best I’ve ever had.”

  Tomasz was rather touched by his buddy’s fervent and obviously sincere compliment. “Thanks.”

  Chapter Two

  Those Nice Juroszek Boys

  Krzysztof and Tomasz Juroszek had lost their mother when they were still very young, and their father only a few years later. As a result of these family tragedies, they were even closer than brothers tend to be.

  Their maternal grandfather, now also deceased, was a successful businessman. He’d insisted on buying his daughter and son-in-law their house, as his wedding present to the couple. He’d also set up trust funds for both of his grandsons. The old man had been shrewd enough not to give them access to this money too soon. Neither Krzysztof nor Tomasz could touch their trust fund until they turned thirty. Since Krzysztof was now twenty-two and his brother had just turned nineteen, that still lay in the future.