Asian stepbrothers muscle worship and bareback fuck… he swallows.
The sun was beginning to set over the serene countryside as the two brothers, Jin and Min Jae, made their way home from a long day of working the rice fields. Sweat glistened on their chiseled muscles, the strain of the labor evident in their taut, glistening forms. Min Jae, at 19, was the younger, with a lithe build and slender, sinewy frame. At 21, Jin had matured into pure manhood, with broad, muscular shoulders and a rock-hard six-pack.
Jin pridefully displayed his physique, leading Min Jae by a few paces. He reveled in having bulked up, his biceps now full and round like ripe fruit and his thighs like marble pillars. Min Jae, jealously eyed his older brother’s tortured development, lamenting his own pubescent physique which still sported a boyish, hairless chest and smooth, velvety skin.
As they approached the farmhouse, the two brothers exchanged knowing glances – a secret they both shared. Three times a week, after their strenuous labor, they would retreat to the barn for a workout routine Jin had devised, inspired by the latest Muscle Boy magazines. Min Jae panted with anticipation as Jin removed his sweat soaked shirt, baring his torso to the warm, golden light. “Race you,” Jin called out, breaking into a jog toward the barn.
Arriving breathlessly at their secret sanctuary, the brothers faced one another over a collection of rustic, self-assembled workout machines – benches, clubs, and resistance bands. Jin removed his shorts, leaving him clad in only his undershirt, and beckoned Min Jae to rub oil onto his emerging muscles. As Min Jae applied the slick oil to Jin’s chiseled torso, his smooth, strong hands gliding over his brother’s body, Jin clenched his muscles. His pectorals swelled into hemispheres of steel, while his 8-pack abs peeled and rippled down to his bulging Adonis belt.
Following Jin’s lead, Min Jae stripped off his sweat-soaked garments and oiled himself up. As his chestnut skin glistened in the waning sunlight, Jin took his brother’s quaking arms in his hands and flexed his own, running a finger along the pulsing sinew. “You’re really coming along,” Jin said with a conspiratorial wink. Min Jae smiled up at him and started to pound out a grueling set of lunges, his concentration a mask of determination.
As the work out progressed, Jin watched his brother’s physique transform before his eyes. The hairless skin of his chest pimpled and flushed, his biceps flexed full to bursting as he pumped hammer curls, and his deltoids bulged like ripe fruit. Jin reached out, running a slick finger over Min Jae’s glistening body and feeling the skin quiver beneath his touch. He discovered a raw fusion of boy and man, youth and budding virility.
Min Jae, too, began to drink in his brother’s physique as he lifted. His hungry gaze roved over Jin’s pumping muscles, from his rippling back delts to his glutes squeezing and rippling as he chinned up. Jin glanced over as he released from the chinning bar. He followed Min Jae’s gaze and grinned – he knew quite well the effect he had. Spinning around, he locked eyes with his brother and flexed his lats hard, his arms hanging stiffly at his sides, sending seismic waves along his back.
Impulsively, Min Jae leapt up and wrapped his arms around Jin from behind, pulling him into a tangle of limbs against the smooth, sweaty skin of his brother’s back. Jin chuckled, locking his arms under Min Jae’s and resting his head against the crook of his neck. “I win,” he whispered into Min Jae’s ear. Still gripping him tight, Min Jae reared back and captured Jin’s mouth with his own in a searing, hungry kiss.
Jin moaned into his brother’s mouth, subdued but threatened to overpower the young lothario. He slid lower, nuzzling and kissing down Min Jae’s chest, swirling his tongue around his pink nipples. Min Jae breathed deeply, face flushed and eyes glazed with lust as he enjoyed his brother’s worship. Jin worked his way lower, trailing his tongue down the sparse trail of hair between his pelvis, his hard cock bobbing in excitement as his lips skimmed over it. He looked up, sea-green eyes smoldering into Min Jae’s as he pulled his foreskin down over the head of his cock.
Jin teased him relentlessly, finally enveloping Min Jae’s cock in the warm cavern of his mouth. Min Jae cried out, hips bucking as his brother worshipped him with his lips and tongue. His grip tightened on Jin’s head as he began to lazily thrust into the silken heat of his brother’s mouth. Jin pulled away and, standing up, he locked his dewy lips over Min Jae’s mouth, slipping his tongue past his teeth. Min Jae moaned into his mouth, sucking forcefully – reveling in the taste of his own cum as it passed between their lips.
Their kiss languished on, turning from hungry to tender. Finally breaking the contact, two brothers stared into each other’s eyes with tender affection. Min Jae, still out of breath, ran his finger tenderly along Jin’s jaw and whispered, “Let me,” as he dropped to his knees before his lover. Jin nodded in lazy contentment, his love-darkened eyes fluttering closed as his younger brother took him to the hilt. He pulled away, releasing Jin from his mouth, and the two brothers collapsed side by side on a pile of hay, naked, slick and exhausted.
