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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Homestuck
  Character:
      Dave_Strider, Bro_(Homestuck)
  Additional Tags:
      Stridercest_-_Freeform
  Stats:
      Published: 2011-06-17 Words: 3082
****** Returning the Favor ******
by Jewce
Summary
     Bro buys Dave a pair of panties. What follows is pretty much
     unpreventable.
     M/M, Incest. Don't like don't read. Critique and feedback is always
     welcome.
Notes
     Birthday fic for lvl99s.tumblr.com she gave me the prompts,
     Powerbottoming, Finger Fellatio, and Panties! Dave.
“Come out Dave. I want to see them.”
“No fucking way, Bro. I’m not coming out of this room. I’m taking them off.”
Bro rolled his eyes, opening the door to Dave’s room and walking in, staring at
his younger brother. Dave was wearing his usual red-sleeved record shirt, but
he had a noticeable lack of pants. This wasn’t anything unusual in the Strider
household, since both of them chilled in their boxers quite often. No, the
thing that made Bro stare were the panties that Dave was wearing instead of his
usual underwear. Bro had picked them out himself, and had told Dave to try them
on before he kicked his ass into next week.
They were black, with red lace trim, and they were pretty low-slung. They
looked really good on Dave’s ass, and Bro couldn’t help but smirk. He moved
over to his brother, running his fingers along the waistband of the panties,
much to Dave’s annoyance.
“They look good. Very ironic.”
Dave scoffed, shaking his head and shoving at Bro’s chest, pushing him away.
“I don’t care how ironic they are, I’m not wearing them. Ever.”
“You’re wearing them right now, aren’t you?”
Dave frowned and Bro grinned in return, his leather-gloved hands grabbing
Dave’s ass. Dave made a noise of surprise at being groped so shamelessly, his
hands pushing at Bro’s chest.
“Fuck, Bro, stop that, you fucking pervert.”
Bro only grinned, squeezing harder, before letting go and grabbing Dave’s face
with one hand. His other hand moved upwards, two fingers pressing against
Dave’s lips. Slowly, they pried Dave’s lips apart, slipping into his mouth.
“No. Now suck, or I’ll have some serious ass kicking to do.”
Dave growled, biting down on Bro’s fingers, refusing to listen to the older
male. He didn’t try to talk around the fingers in his mouth, instead glaring at
Bro through his shades and shoving his middle finger in his brother’s face. Bro
laughed, deep and throaty, ignoring the pain from his fingers being bitten.
“You wanna take the hard road, tough guy? Alright, I can do that.”
Bro removed his fingers and grabbed Dave’s arms, steering him over to the
younger Strider’s bed, pushing him down onto it. He pinned Dave to the bed,
grinning and straddling him. He kept his grip on Dave’s arms, holding them down
on the bed beside Dave’s head. Dave frowned, struggling beneath his brother.
“Dammit Bro, get off. Your fat ass is crushing me.”
Bro laughed, leaning forwards to stare down at Dave.
“I have a damn fine ass, and you know it.”
As he said this, he ground said ass down into Dave’s hips, causing the smaller
blond's breath to hitch in his throat. Dave shot a glare at Bro from behind his
sunglasses, but he knew Bro could tell. He struggled again, albeit weaker this
time, obviously no match to his brother when it came to strength. Or anything,
really. Bro was always better than him. The thought of it made Dave angry. He
wanted to be better than Bro at something. Anything. Even if it was goddamned
dick sucking. There was no way to stop the eventual outcome of this. He knew
what was going to happen as soon as he’d seen the panties. But maybe he could
get the upper hand this time. He stop struggling and bucked his hips up
roughly, staring at Bro.
Bro raised his eyebrow, smirking.
“So I’ll take that as a, ‘Yes Bro, you have the finest damn ass in the entire
universe’.“
Dave rolled his eyes, tugging his wrists free, and grabbing Bro’s shirt,
tugging him down into a lip-bruising kiss. Bro grinned, kissing back lazily,
letting Dave dominate the kiss. The younger Strider eagerly explored his
brother’s mouth, not something he got to do often. Dave hands moved to tangle
in short blond hair, knocking Bro’s hat off as he did so and crushing Bro’s
face closer. Bro responded by grinding down harder into Dave, small grunts of
pleasure coming from each of them. The thin fabric of the panties allowed
increased sensation against Dave’s cock, and he was already getting
surprisingly hard, much to his older brother's amusement. Dave bit at Bro’s
lip, his hands moving to lift off the male's shirt, reluctantly breaking the
kiss to toss the offending article of clothing aside. His eyes roamed over the
planes of Bro’s well-muscled chest, hands reaching out to slide over the skin,
almost invisible blonde chest hairs tickling his fingertips. His fingers traced
over the scars, some older than others, proof of his years of hard training.
Bro never slipped up now, but back when he was younger and inexperienced,
swords weren’t exactly his best friends. Dave knew, because he was going
through the exact same thing.
Bro stared down at Dave, hands moving to his younger brother's mouth once more,
insistently pushing three fingers inside. Dave glanced up, giving Bro a
challenging look. Bro smirked, pressing his fingers down on Dave’s tongue. Dave
bit them lightly again, before running his tongue over them smoothly. Fine, if
that’s what Bro wanted, Dave would suck his fingers like a fucking porn Olympic
gold medalist. Dave gripped Bro’s wrist lightly, pulling the fingers out so he
could run his tongue along the digits, nipping the fingertips lightly. He
stared up at his brother from over the top of his shades, knowing Bro could see
his eyes. He opened his mouth again, using his tongue to draw the fingers back
inside, lips closing down over them. His other hand moved to push his glasses
up onto his head, a bold move. Bro was always the one to remove Dave’s shades,
and Bro’s eyebrows rose at the action. Dave stared up at his brother, dragging
his teeth lightly over the skin of the fingers. His tongue ran along the
underside of the digits, slipping between them occasionally.
Bro watched intently, eyes continually switching between focusing on Dave’s
lips and eyes. He couldn’t deny that the whole sight was a major turn on, and
he was glad that Dave’s eyes were on his face, unaware of the rapidly forming
bulge in his jeans. Bro smirked, hooking his fingers, and dragging Dave
forwards by his lower jaw. He leaned down, their faces centimeters apart.
“I know you can do better than that Dave. You watch porn, don’t you?”
Dave understood his brother’s implications immediately. Bro wanted him to whore
it up. While the idea bothered him a bit, he obliged, sucking hard on the
fingers before letting out a needy moan. Fuck, did he actually just turn
himself on even more? He was actually starting to enjoy this, but he wasn’t
going to back down and let Bro fuck him over. His eyes widened as Bro began
pushing his fingers further in, going deeper into his throat. It took Dave a
moment to adjust himself and keep from choking, but he stared up at Bro
defiantly. He tightened his grip on Bro’s wrist, pulling the hand forwards and
deep-throating the fingers as best he could. He nearly choked when Bro wiggled
his fingers before withdrawing them. Dave barely had time to take a breath
before the fingers returned, thrusting back into his mouth at full force. The
motion was repeated, and Dave suddenly realized that Bro was finger fucking his
throat. The thought alone got him a bit hot, and he choked out another moan
around Bro’s fingers.
Bro stared, biting his own lip, a twinge of arousal going through his body and
straight to his dick every time Dave moaned. Dave was surprisingly good at
getting him aroused, and he finally removed his fingers fully, watching Dave
pant heavily. His hands went to his own belt buckle, and he quickly undid it,
shoving off his jeans and boxers, continuing to straddle Dave. He figured his
little brother should be rewarded for his obedience. He would give Dave the
sense of control and dominance he knew his brother craved. He leaned down,
kissing Dave harshly, coaxing the younger Strider’s tongue into action.
Dave leaned up into the kiss, gripping Bro’s shoulders tightly. He had to take
action now or he would have a sore ass in the morning. He pushed on Bro’s
shoulders, quickly flipping their positions on the bed so Bro was underneath
him, Dave settled between his legs. He pressed his body down on top of Bro’s to
keep him pinned, kissing his brother harshly. He could feel Bro’s length
pressing against his abdomen, and he moved, grinding his own cock against Bro’s
ass. The noise that came from Bro was completely unexpected, and Dave actually
stopped, looking up at his brother with a shocked expression. Bro merely stared
back at him, face blank.
“What? Am I not allowed to enjoy this too? I mean, you aren’t doing a very good
job so far. Do I have to teach you how to do this?”
Dave growled, grinding again, harder this time. He leaned up, biting Bro’s lip
hard, as if to assert his dominance. Bro didn’t say anything, instead rolling
his hips upwards as if to encourage the other on. Dave's hands went to Bro’s
cock, pumping it quickly. He watched Bro’s face, muscles twitching as he fought
to maintain a straight face. Dave wanted to make Bro moan. He wanted Bro to
lose his cool, and he wanted to be the one to do it. He pulled back, sitting up
straight, and tugging Bro forwards by the hair.
“Why don’t you prep yourself, since I was nice enough to slick up those fingers
for you?”
Dave didn’t say it like he was asking. It was a demand. Bro recognized this and
debated over whether he should obey or not. He figured his brother had been
good enough, and complied, knowing that if he didn’t, Dave would try and that
probably wouldn’t end too well. He reached down between his legs, silently
preparing himself, somehow managing to keep a straight face the entire time and
staring at Dave. The younger blond stared, half from shock because Bro was
actually doing what he had told him to do, and half because it was fucking
sexy. But having Bro watch him like that was uncomfortable, and he distracted
himself by reaching over to his bedside table and grabbing the lube from the
drawer, taking off his panties, and coating his length with the slick
substance.
Meanwhile, Bro was up to three fingers now, pushing them inside himself, and
fuck, it was hard to keep the moans down. Especially when he pressed in that
certain spot that made his heart skip a beat and his stomach knot with
pleasure. He shifted on the bed slightly, his breathing becoming a bit
irregular as he fought back his noises of arousal.
Dave couldn’t help but look back at Bro and stare, finding the sight before him
extremely erotic. Dave let his hormones get the best of him, quickly pushing
Bro’s hand away. He didn’t care if the other was completely finished or not.
Bro would be able to handle the pain. He grabbed his brother’s thighs tightly,
holding them up as he positioned himself. He gave Bro a quick warning glance
before sliding in all the way. He felt Bro tense around him, even though no
sign of it showed on his brother’s face. Bro’s hands moved to rest beside him
on the bed, fingers digging just slightly into the mattress.
Dave bit his lip, holding back a groan of his own, nails digging into Bro’s
thighs. It felt good. Really fucking good. He wanted to move, he wanted to buck
and thrust and fuck, but he knew if he did, Bro would just repay it ten-fold
next time Dave was on bottom. Bro was always nice enough to allow him to
adjust, and Dave would show the same courtesy. After what felt like an
infuriatingly long time, he felt Bro’s body relax, taking it as a sign to start
moving. He pulled out almost all the way, letting out a small groan as he slid
back in, pushing Bro’s thighs a little higher. After the first few slow
thrusts, he picked up speed, watching Bro’s face for any reaction. Bro was
biting his lip, leather-gloved hands clutching loosely at the bed-sheets. Dave
frowned, slowing down for a moment. He wanted to hear Bro moan. He wanted Bro
to beg for more. Anything but this insufferable cool guy silence. He reached
forwards, removing Bro’s shades, and tossing them across the room before Bro
could snatch them back. Bro stared at Dave, red eyes mirroring each other.
Suddenly, Bro sat up, grabbing Dave by the hair and yanking him forwards into a
rough kiss, legs wrapping around Dave’s waist and pushing him all the way
inside and holding him there. Bro broke the kiss, staring at his now panting
younger brother.
“If you’re gonna fuck me, do it right, fuckass. Now move.”
He loosened his legs, giving Dave the ability to move his hips again. Dave bit
at Bro’s lips, growling as he pulled out and rammed back in as hard as he
could. Bro winced, a small huff leaving him, before he looked back at Dave.
“What the fuck did I just say. Move faster, dammit.”
Dave grit his teeth, grabbing Bro’s thighs and pushing them back up against his
stomach, spreading them apart so he could move faster and go deeper. Bro’s
demands and condescending tone only fueled him, driving his determination to
get the better of the other. Bro lay back down against the bed, fingers
tangling back into the covers, tugging at them as Dave moved quickly, putting
his speed training to good use. But Bro wasn’t going to let him off that easy.
Otherwise it was no fun. He bit back a couple moans, snapping out more harsh
insults.
“You call that faster? Fucking pathetic. This is why I always beat you. Are you
even trying to please me? If you want to make me moan, then you’re failing
miserably.”
Dave growled, nails digging hard into Bro’s thighs, drawing blood as he moved
even faster, angling his thrusts to go deeper inside his brother. He leaned
forwards, biting hard at Bro’s neck and collarbone, leaving teeth marks and
breaking the skin in some places. Bro’s insults were making his blood boil, and
he was pissed off. Bro was visibly wincing now, small noises emitting from him,
but it wasn’t good enough for Dave. Dave wanted full out moans. He wanted Bro
pleading and begging for more.
“F-Fuck… Dave, you’re doing this all wrong. Angle your hips this way…. Nggggh--
”
Bro had snapped at him again, lifting his hips to reposition Dave, letting out
a strangled moan as the younger Strider rammed directly into his prostate. Dave
heard the noise, immediately knowing what had happened. He knew what he had to
do to get what he wanted. He rammed in harder, repeatedly slamming into Bro’s
sweet spot, clawing at his older brother’s thighs.
Bro groaned, the pleasure coursing through his body making him unable to think
up anything else to say. His hands moved from the bedsheets, hooking around
Dave’s shoulders and pawing at his back. He pressed into each thrust, small
grunts being forced from him every time he was rammed into. Dave smirked,
continuing to bite and lick at Bro’s skin, one hand moving from Bro’s thigh to
grab his erect length and pump it slowly, a massive contrast to his rapid
thrusting. Bro choked out a small moan, his eyes slipping shut, as his back
arched slightly, clawing at Dave’s back.
“Fuck… Dave….”
Dave grinned, looking at Bro. He’d been waiting for this moment. He slowed his
thrusts, coming to a complete stop, halfway inside his brother.
“What’s the matter Bro? Something you wanna tell me?”
Bro’s eyes opened as soon as Dave stopped, and he glared at his younger
brother. His nails dug into Dave’s back, tugging him closer.
“Fucking move, dammit. If you don’t start up again real quick, I will serve you
your own ass on a silver platter.”
Bro hissed, extremely pissed that Dave had the nerve to just stop like that and
make him lose his cool. Dave grinned, glad he was finally getting a reaction
out of his cold-as-ice brother, and thrust in once more, effectively tearing a
surprised moan from Bro’s lips. Bro looked shocked at himself for letting the
noise slip, and his glare at Dave intensified.
“You little fucking prick. I swear to god I am going to rip your ass to
shreds.”
Dave smirked, although, still a bit terrified, because he knew Bro wasn’t
lying. He decided that it was the best he was going to get from Bro begging
wise, and picked his pace back up, wincing slightly as Bro’s nails dug into his
shoulders again. He wasn’t going to last much longer. He always came first, and
this time he wanted to outlast Bro. He grabbed Bro’s dick again, pumping it at
a pace that matched the rhythm of his thrusts, thumb pressing against the head
and using the precum as lubrication.
Bro let out a low hiss of pleasure as Dave began jacking him off. He knew
exactly what Dave was doing, and while he would have liked to play his game and
actually try to outlast him, he couldn’t be bothered today. He let out another
low groan of pleasure, getting a bit louder as he was brought closer to the
edge. He bit his lip to keep quiet as he came, his cum dripping down Dave’s
hand.
Dave gasped as Bro came, feeling his brother’s body tense around him. Fuck, so
this is why Bro always got Dave to cum first. He could barely take the tight
heat, and only lasted a few more thrusts before cumming inside Bro. He moaned,
cursing lowly, before pausing, taking a few moments to catch his breath. He
slowly slid out of his brother, collapsing on the bed beside Bro, cuddling up
against his side. Bro was breathing heavily through his nose, much too cool to
pant. He let out a noise of annoyance, shoving gently at Dave.
“Why’d you have to cum inside me, fucknuts? That’s gonna be a pain to get out
now.”
Dave grinned tiredly, leaning up to kiss Bro’s cheek, before resuming cuddling
back against his side, moving Bro’s arm so it was around him.
“Just returning the favor, dickwad.”
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