Falling For My Exchange Brother | B... - Chapter 51: Chapter 51

***William***
"You and I don't do anything alone anymore..." Arthur states, and I glance at him mischievously as we happen to be at work. We only go two times a week considering our positions and status. Mainly to check up on things and go to meetings as well as him being the ambassador.
"I mean, we are busy people. Not to mention your dad is here." I state, seeing him chuckle as his eyes diverted in a different direction.
"Yes...thank you for finding him by the way. I'm very thankful." He insisted, smiling as he glanced off." I kinda feel bad for Dylan for just sending him there like some kind of package. I feel bad for my father as well."
"You shouldn't. The way he treated me was unfathomable. He got what he deserved."
Seeing him shake his head, we head to the stairs to avoid the rest of the people following us around. Half of them are lazy so I doubt they'll come on the stairs.
Entering, we begin to go up as he loosened his tie.
"I know what he said to you was wrong, but I should've listened. What was his reasoning behind it? I was disrespectful and I know he hasn't been there...ever, but I still have to respect him."
I sigh, knowing he was right but it was irritating that he was. Disgustingly right.
"The fact that you can respect such a man boggles me."
"It's the right thing to do mon amour." He breathed, chewing his lip in irritation as we saw people at the door we were entering.
"Sometimes the right thing sucks. In my opinion, I think we should all do what we want. Not have to do what people tell us! It's bull to me!" I scream, people staring as they let us through and him and I were now outside.
Considering we had a meeting soon, we were to be at a building that's being built next to ours. It's supposed to be a dome-like enclosure where we'll do presentations and such.
Considering the popularity it has right now, I'm excited to get to get a glimpse of it. But Arthur in particular has been adamant.
"Sometimes you must be the mature one. You need me so that I can keep you out of trouble."
"I also need you because I love you. Duh." I add, and he smiles.
"That too... You know what, I think we should all go out of the country. Somewhere fun."
"We can't exactly do that. Raphael is using his stupid visa here."
Arthur frowns, sighing as he went into a deep thought. Watching the way his face contorted in concentration and his jawline tensed. Almost making me excited at the expression he held.
Clearly he could tell because his eyes diverted to me slowly. Eyebrows raised in curiosity.
"Yes?"
"Je veux que tu me baises." ( I want you to fuck me. ) I breath lustfully, his skin darkening as he gave me the craziest look. Eyeing me since I did say that out of nowhere.
"What-?"
"You heard me." I interrupt, making him smirk. Looking away as he chuckled, licking his lips.
"Don't tempt me mon amour."
***Arthur***
William stands in front of me, almost making me feel like something was wrong with me. I felt like I was crazy for thinking these dirty thoughts. I can't look at him without wanting to attack him.
The way he lays against the wall, his arms folded, his eyes glued onto me. He'd chew his lip time-to-time, as if he was mocking me.
We happen to be standing outside a building that we'll be showcasing. We aren't allowed inside because it's not ready yet, still under construction. I've been told we'll present here next week.
But either way, it's William, a few coworkers, and me. I've got to say, it takes a lot of strength and gut not to attack him. I know I can't be the only one feeling his sexual vibes rubbing off on me.
I glance around, seeing them all blushing and telling me that I was thinking correctly. They saw what was going between William and me.
Clearing my throat, I stand up straight and smile. Wondering if I can calm myself down including William by having a normal conversation.
"So, what are you guys looking forward to in the new building?" I ask, someone piping up with a bright smile.
"I heard here's going to be a glass ceiling that'll encase the place. It'll be almost like a dome." A woman squealed in excitement, and I smile as I try to imagine that.
"Like a dome? That'd be interesting. William?" I look at him, seeing that he was still giving me that lusty-look." Umm...what do you think of the dome? Isn't that magnificent?"
"Sure. I've seen way better." He muses, his eyes scanning my body as I gulp. Wondering what he's trying to do. Everyone saw and everyone's blushing their heads off.
"William..." I groan.
"Arthur?"
"What are you playing?" I hiss, and he shrugs. I really need for his dad to come or I'll lose my mind.
"William, sir?" Someone chimes in, and that's when he's glaring over at the person. Happy that I can have a break from his sexual vibe.
"Don't talk to me," He goes back to looking at me sexually," I am busy."
"William, s'il vous plaît. Si vous continuez, je vais vous emmener à la voiture et vous descendre." ( William, please. If you keep this up I'm going to take you to the car and take you down. ) I growl, and his eyebrow shoots up. People looking at us like weren't even real, like we were aliens. Wild...wild sex aliens.
"Est-ce que c'est alors. J'attends." ( Do it then. I'm waiting. ) He lusts, and the expressions on everyone's faces were priceless.
But it didn't help that I felt my pants begin to become painful to stay in. My thoughts becoming dirty minded and full of things that shouldn't be thought at at a place like this...
"Fine." I conclude, rushing to him as I grab his arm and pull him along. Leaving everyone in a daze as I was going to fuck his brains out.
***Dylan*** ( heaviest sex WARNING! Enjoy my YOLO's 😁🔥❤️^🍆💦😉😏)
What a slut I am.
Considering I just met Raphael in under a week, what I'm doing with makes me question my character.
We kiss on the bridge and the next thing I know I'm rushing to drive us to my house. Going inside and we end up...putting me in a compromising situation. But I'm not complaining whatsoever, and that's saying something since I willingly let him fuck me in the ass.
My back arching as my legs raised until my knees touched my chest. But Raphael's hands were on either side of me, on his knees as well as he was bent forward and thrusting into me wildly. My eyes watering with tears and my mouth agape as I couldn't handle the pleasure that riveted through me.
My hands tangled in my hair as I held on tight, almost afraid that I may rip out my roots. Feeling him grab hold of my wrists and yank my hands to the side of me. Thrusting deeper inside as I cried out in pleasure. Seeing him continue to thrust the exact same and having me almost thrust against his dick to get a stronger feeling inside.
"More!" I cry, tears streaming down my face as he thrusted more and more. My arms trying to yank away so I could wrap my arms around him. But he held on tighter and he thrusted so deep into me I heard myself let out a pitchy scream, not even sounding like myself.
Yet something liquidity released inside me, having me gasp as I came as well. My eyes closed shut and hearing my silent cries while Raphael groaned quietly.
Feeling his hands get tighter on my wrists as he came inside and shocked me even more. But I was in so much ecstasy that it didn't even matter or faze me.
"Dylan..." He moaned, pressing his lips onto mine as we kissed. My body still coming as it felt like it would never end. Having me gasp against his lips and him pull back as he stared at me in shock.
Not sure what was wrong, but I knew that I felt too good to care.
"You had a dry orgasm..." He whispered, making me look as I saw my dick was still solid and painful looking. Looking away as I tried calming down the built up feelings in my body.
"Raphael-."
He pulled out, feeling something leak as I exhaled a loud breath. A feeling of my body opened up and exposed coming through to me. I'd never understand this...
"Such a gaping hole...you act like this isn't your first time." He whispers, feeling his fingers at my hole and I bit my lip as he looked back at me.
Seeing him sit on the bed with his legs spread apart. Wrapping his arms around my waist and pulling me towards him as my legs went beside his hips. Feeling him pull my arms under either side of his legs and gripping my forearms. Tugging me forward and I gasp as I felt my head dig deep into the comforter.
"We aren't stopping until I see you come."
"I can't!"
"Voulez-vous si je parlais comme ça dans votre oreille?" ( Would you if I spoke like this into your ear? ) He whispered into my ear, and I moaned softly.
"Quand vous parlez français, cela me rend drôle." ( When you speak French, it makes me feel funny. ) I state. Seeing him smirk down at me as he thrusted into me. Feeling him delve deep inside and making me shake with pleasure. Because he kept hitting something inside me that had me shaking wildly and having tears streaming down my cheeks.
"Je veux que tu ressentes le meilleur que tu as ressenti. Est-ce trop demander?" ( I want you to feel the best you've ever felt. Is that too much to ask for? ) He murmured, still thrusting and I bit my lip as I felt something build up inside. It was tight and was all over my body.
"Es-tu prêt?" ( Are you ready? ) He asked, and I shook my head no even though it was a definite yes.
That's when he let go of my arms and gripped my waist. Thrusting into me slower and lusciously. Making me gasp as my back arched and felt myself come for real this time. Seeing him smiling down at me as I closed my eyes and never felt this good in my whole life.
I wasn't bullshitting anyone when I say this. This was better than any sex I've ever had. Considering he's the first guy I've ever been with or allowed him to get physical with me, this says a lot.
"Dylan?"
I couldn't even say anything and I couldn't even open my eyes. I was so in deep that nothing mattered at this point. It almost started to fade and I couldn't even think correctly...
Guess you can say I got knocked out with pleasure.
***
"Your lips are swollen."
I glance over to the side as I see Raphael leaning against the wall. Seeing that he was eating some toast and making me wonder why he didn't bring me anything.
"I wonder why..." I croak, hearing how my voice was hoarse and scratchy.
"Don't be mad mon cher. I didn't tell you to  get frisky with me. I guess I've practiced enough times to know where to hit the spots. I've never had sex with a man before so it's quiet unusual. But you had the same spots that some women have so I wasn't that worried." ( my dear )
I cover my face, embarrassed that I had sex with Arthur's father despite only knowing him for a couple of days.
"Are you hungry?" He asked, walking up as he sat beside him and extended his half eaten toast that I was now seeing had jelly on it.
But I was so out of it and I just...hurt so much that I just take a bite. Yet I found myself raising my arms and taking the toast. Stuffing the rest in my mouth as he looked down at me in shock.
"Guess you were hungry. I liked that toast by the way." He whined, chuckling as he wiped the corner of my mouth." I was surprised to see that you don't have maids. William does...but that's William. Today was the first day I've been here where I had to make my own food."
"I don't like depending on maids. They're people too and shouldn't have to clean my messes. I need to be accountable if I clog my toilet or burn my noodles. I am an adult. I can do things on my own." I state, seeing him look down at me with a soft smile.
"How admirable. But maybe some people just don't see their true potential because they have maids. Have to cut them some slack you know?"
"No, William knows what he's doing."
"Does Arthur?" He asks quietly, having me bite my lip.
"I think so. It's Arthur we're talking about."
He nods, shrugging as he looked away.
"I've been here for four days and I feel like I know you better than I know my own son. Isn't that pathetic?"
I sit up, stretching as I didn't know what to say to that. I guess I've seen him naked and he's seen me naked. We had sex because it appears that I'm just that easy. I've taken him sightseeing and Arthur has been...avoiding him. So I guess it's true but I would never admit that in front of him.
"I wouldn't say that. I...I think it's complicated."
"Really? I can handle the truth and we both know what's going on." He hissed, facing me with a hurt expression." My son refuses to get to know me even though it feels like I'm looking into a mirror of my past. But he's so much better of a person than I. You know that I'm right."
I shrug, but soon nod as he stands.
"I'm going downstairs. It's evident that you're hungry so I'll make you something that I made for my other kids."
I frown, because I seem to learn more and more about him.
"You have more than one child?"
"Yes. Shocked? You'd be surprised, when I was younger I was kind of a womanizer at a young age. So I had kids at a young age but I didn't do wrong by most of them... Except Arthur."
I just look at him, seeing him sigh as he smiled.
"But the past's the past. So, hope you like some more bread and jams. What about some tea or coffee?"
"...don't you know how to make eggs?"
"Kind of. In France we have a light breakfast. Like bread with jams and a hot beverage."
"Well...I don't want to just sit here. Help me, please."
He nodded, coming towards me as he leaned down and I wrapped my arms around his neck. Having him pull me up and finding my legs wrapping around his waist. Happy to know that when I passed out he cleaned me up and put me in briefs, so I was thankful for him doing that.
Carrying me like I was a child, I rested my head on his shoulder. Intrigued that I was saying I didn't like being dependent but now I'm sorta being dependent on him.
Going down the stairs, he took us to the kitchen and sat me at the chair. Walking away he went to the pantry and I just watched him begin to take out all my bread.
"Do you like toasted or not toasted?"
"Both is good. I liked the toast you gave me five minutes ago-."
"You mean, shoved in your face. I was still eating that. Then what? I was almost afraid you'd choke on it."
I laugh, shaking my head as I find myself rubbing my stomach.
"I was starving. I am surprised that I ate it like that out of nowhere. Sorry if you really liked the toast that much."
"I'm just teasing." He confesses, smirking as he walks around the counter and stands beside my seat. Looking down at me, having me feel my cheeks become warm.
Am I really this easy?
I've never, ever had sex with a man or kissed a man. I'm pretty sure William and Arthur weren't having sex after knowing for four days. I feel like they never had sex until they married because William is...William.
"You probably think I'm pathetic."
"Where did that come from? I don't think you're pathetic. Why?"
"Because...I easily gave in to you and I don't like men."
Raphael raised an eyebrow, smiling as he rested his elbow on the counter. Leaning down so that we were at eye level.
"I easily gave in to you and I don't like men either. So what does that say about the both of us?" He questioned, making me smile oddly enough as I shoved him back.
"Yeah, but your Arthur's father."
"So?"
"Isn't that inappropriate?"
I suddenly watch as he grips my waist and rests me on the counter. Making me nervous immediately because I couldn't move anything below my hips.
"Considering what we did last night, I don't think inappropriate applies to this. Or was last night more...lewd?"
I blush, shoving him back.
"Stop making me hot and bothered."
"I'm just talking."
"Weren't you making breakfast?"
"What if it's already ready?"
I frown, looking over my shoulder only to find him twist my chin around. Facing him as he leaned close and his thumb ran over my lip. My mind for some odd reason had me lick my lips, Raphael smiling.
"What's your breakfast?"
"You."
I blush, shaking my head as I try to calm down.
"You and I have been surpassing the boundaries of what's okay and not okay. You're here for your son and you're a grandfather. That's more fun than being with me."
"Is it though? At least you like me."
I clear my throat, pushing him back as he frowns.
"I don't know what I'm feeling or doing. Maybe I should've just tried controlling myself and I feel bad and feel like I betrayed myself... I think we should-."
"Understood." He says, stepping away as he avoids looking at me now." No need to finish the sentence. I'll be out of your hair and leave-."
"Wait a minute!"
I grab his arm, still on the counter as he looks at me. Knowing I was blushing like crazy and looked off.
"Before you assumed what I was going to say...I was going to say that we should just take it slow. Since we're both new to this..."
I see him grin, coming towards me as he hugs me suddenly. But I found myself hugging him back because for some odd reason, it seemed right.
With him pulling away, I stop him. Looking at him as he waits. Yet I lean towards him and kiss him, getting that feeling I got yesterday all over again. Beginning to feel his hands go lower and I let him pull back as his lips trail down my neck.
What is wrong with me?
Here I am again, starting the whole cycle again. I always instigate the start of something and I always give in to him. He didn't even do anything, all he did was hug me and here I am kissing him first.
His lips going down my chest and feeling him lick my nipple. Grasping it with his lips as my head dipped back in ecstasy at the feeling of his tongue tempt it as I felt it become hardened. A fervor of feelings rushing through me as he traveled farther down.
My body laid flat on the counter, my choice as I felt my fingers begin to grab hold onto the edge of my briefs. Seeing him look down at me with a smirk on his face.
"You just keep on tempting me."
"I don't try." I say, and he smiles as he leans down. Feeling his tongue graze my dick and traveling down until his hands pulled my briefs off. Realizing I was bare naked on the counter where people eat, almost wondering why I wasn't trying to stop this.
Yet I didn't want to, at all. I wanted this so much it seemed like something was wrong with me.
"I'm going to fuck you up mon lion." He whispered, and I chuckle softly. But I should've known he was serious when he kissed my thigh. Going down until it had me twitching as I felt his fingers grip me tightly. His tongue invade my hole as my back arched at the feeling. A noise coming from my lips that I've never heard before.
Seeing him look at me, I cover my mouth. Biting my lip as an eyebrow raised and I looked off. Not wanting to instigate him even more, I know that it was too late when his head disappears between my legs.
I soon gasp as I felt his tongue lick across my hole even more. Continuing to do so as he tugged on my legs and pulled me closer. The pleasure indescribably delicious as my eyes squeeze close, finding myself completely lost in the feeling.
His warm tongue in so deep that my mouth opened subconsciously and had me moaning so loud. My body wanting to bare itself completely with no consideration to how I was completely out of it.
The way his hands pushed my legs back and exposed me. The most I've ever been exposed in my life and being subjected to what would've been embarrassment. But it felt so damn good that it didn't matter to me that I was laid on the counter and getting rimmed by Arthur's father.
It's like ever since I met him I lost all of my morals. They went out a damn window and I don't think I can catch them. No person with morals would think this was okay. Yet I completely thought I had morals. They're completely gone, for sure.
"Raph..."
I hear myself moan, seeing I came up with a nickname and I saw he noticed when he let go of my legs. Pulling me towards him as he twisted me onto my stomach and my feet touched the floor.
Feeling him begin to push inside as I just laid on the counter. His hands gripping my waist tightly and going in slowly until he was all the way inside. My stomach suddenly feeling full and having me sigh in content.
"Dans toutes mes années de vie, je pense que c'est le meilleur que j'ai jamais ressenti, mon lion." ( In all my years of living, I think this is the best I've ever felt, my lion. ) He moaned, finding myself smiling as I squirmed.
"Vous semblez si vieux quand vous dites ça." ( You sound so old when you say that. ) I chuckle, and he begins thrusting inside. Feeling my eyes roll to the back of my skull as he leans on top of me and hugs me.
The kitchen being filled with our grunts and moans as he continued to have me in a frenzy. Looking over my shoulder at him and his lips pressed onto mine.
The both of us kissing as I wondered if this was wrong. Ever since I felt that spark with him I haven't been able to pull away from him. I even had sex with him, twice right now!
Is what I'm doing wrong?
Because how can something so wrong feel so damn right?
I have no idea.
"Stop tightening." He groaned against my lips, and I gasp when I felt him spread my legs farther away. His hands spreading my ass apart as he began to thrust even more and it felt like - I kid you not - he was hitting every single thing.
I've had sex before but getting fucked in the ass is so much better than doing the fucking. I'm not ashamed to admit that I love this so much better.
"Raph..." I cry, his body slowing as he began to just give me slow, deep thrusts. Hearing him moan my name as I began to feel a slight tremor rivet through. Feeling myself come and even felt something release inside as well.
A silent cry leaving my lips as he pulled out and I found myself falling to the ground onto my knees. Looking up at him as my skin was flushed and saw him look down at me.
"Dylan, mon lion, roar for me. Donne-moi envie de te faire mienne. Donne-moi envie de laisser mon empreinte." ( Make me want to make you mine. Make me want to leave my imprint. ) He whispers, and I point at my couch. His eyes diverting as I bit my lip.
"Go sit on the couch." I order, and he helps me up as he pulls me with him. Sitting down as I sat on his lap and looked him straight in the eyes. Rising off his lap as I grabbed his dick and let it line up with my hole.
Seeing the way he began to chuckle and shake his head.
"Don't hurt yourself mon lion. I know I said to roar, but not like this. Don't want to have to be that kind of person that takes someone to the hospital for a ripped anus."
"Shut up." I growl, licking my lips as I closed my eyes to concentrate." Just hold onto me and tell me this won't hurt." I beg, and I wait for him to do anything or say anything ironic.
Yet I end up feeling his arms wrapping around my waist. Pulling me to his chest as his head rested between my neck. His lips kissing my neck and I blushed at the soft gesture.
"You're okay. I have faith that you won't hurt yourself. Even if you do, I'll help you through it. I won't allow you to get hurt anyways." He murmurs, and I grin until I felt that full feeling in my stomach once more. Sitting on his lap as he was inside and I breathed in.
Exhaling a loud moan that seemed to rumble through the room as Raphael looked at me. Smirking and I didn't know what to say to his expression.
"Nice roar. Hope to make it louder." He teased, having me blush.
With that began the sinking and rising of me on his dick, breathing harshly and gasping at different times as I moved myself. I wanted to move by myself and it's evident that he's moving me too as his arms that are wrapped around me are pulling me up and down as well. It wasn't that obvious but I could tell he didn't care if I noticed or not.
The both of us moaning one another's names into each other's ears, feeling him kiss my neck time to time that had me like this kind of transition for sure. Relaxed and sweet almost...
"I like how you feel on me mon lion. Your hole is is this tightening chute I'll never get tired of. Just want to take a big chunk out of your sweet ass because I never want to let you go. I fucking want you to be mine Dylan. I fucking want everything." He moans, letting me know he was out of it. Probably didn't even realize what he was saying...
"I want you Raph. Considering we've only known one another for four days... I let you get to me so easily... What's wrong with me...?" I drift, gasping when his teeth sunk into my neck.
"What's wrong with the both of us?" He asked softly, my eyes rolling behind my skull as I felt myself come. Wondering what it'd be like once we calmed down... Awkward...
I hope not.