*all charcters in this story are the age of consent and this is purely fictional. i do not condone any of this irl*
There were many things about the zombie apocalypse that he expected after everything went to shit…the panic, the physical pain and starvation, scavenging, hell the older boy was even aware that the biggest threat he’d face was most likely other humans, he’d watched and played plenty of zombie-based media and videogames. But with the motivation of protecting his little brother after their parents didn’t survive the initial outbreak, he found a way to rise to face challenges while keeping both of them alive. His morality and sanity taking a back seat once he realised just what it took to keep them alive.
But what he struggled with the most even last years after the intentional outbreak ..what he wasn’t used to for no matter what he told himself…was the isolation…after everything the brothers had been through via the hands of people that had promised to have their backs in this ruined world had left the eldest protective and unable to trust anyone but himself with the care of them.
…but due to the younger boys age when the intentional outbreak hit, this isolation of just the two of them was just his normal, because of this not only had the older of the two been his big brother, but also was the person that filled all the roles a boy would normally have in his life….his inspiration…his parental figure…his best friend…His “enemy” and his comfort. Everything. Which in its most weird way was sweet and comfortable. Until puberty hit…and a new role opened up…His..crush…in a non-apocalyptic world this would have most likely been a classmate, a pretty girl or boy that caught his eyes…but with so little options…his highly imaginative mind naturally started filling that role with his older brother…it was only made worse by the fact that without growing up with any of the normal social guidance…he didn’t realise it was wrong.
As they drove down a seemingly eternally quiet highway after a successful raid of an old gas station the pair of teen scavengers laughed and talked like always, his little brother rambling about his spoils from the raid, going through there bag and showing off the items to his big brother as the reliable pickup truck drove.
“look look! I even found chocolate and cigs!!” the younger hopefully held up with rare commodities, trying to coax more attention out of the already very attentive brother, who whistled and gave approving nod “damn little dude! I seriously don’t know how you always find the good shit. Ha. Treasure finds treasure, eh?” he teased warmly, praising him all in an affection way, wanting the boy to never feel unappreciated for a second, not noticing the way the younger boy turned to face the moving scenery to hide his blushing and the way he grinned borderline deliriously, pre-puberty the praise would have just made him prideful but now instead the grows twisted in the sexually frustrated boys head…feeding into his now significant crush. A small tent pitching as his blood pumped south.
He opened the cigs and lit one up for his brother, holding it up for the oldest to take between his lips, the older thanked him without looking his direction, eyes on the road while smoking….the youngest watching now as his hand met his smaller tent…palming it shamlessly while watchin his crush…his brother…simpely exist..it took him getting to the point of panting before it caught the eldest attention, when his eyes finally saw what his beloved little brother was so openly doing he damn nearly crashed the car!
“dud-dude!! What the……what the hell are you doing!!” the eldest barked, lookgin away quickly “quit it!” he ordered, this got younger boy who knew no better to stop in panicked confusion….not used that reaction. He stopped rubbing but didn’t hide his tent.
“Huh? But why..? I feel achey if I don’t….it feels nice..” he meekly mumbled, eyes lidded as he looked at his brother in a unbrotherly way, not wanting to have this talk while driving the eldest pulled over, partiality blaming himself for not having a discussion around this stuff earlier.
“listen dude, I know you didn’t mean to and I’m not mad at you, okay? But this stuff…uh…touching down there….is meant for private time, okay? Not…something you should just…do out in the open…” the eldest explained in that parental voice hed mastered over the years, his eyes momentarily flicking down to the staining fabric, all his own natural cravings and urges had taken the backseat in his body for years now, the younger boy just whined and rubbed his thighs together.
“but it feels better when im looking at you….you make it hard, so it only makes sense that id do it around you” he whined out his logic like it was the most normal thing to say….for a moment all the eldest did was stare at him wide eyed, his jaw clenched.
“what.” He whispered quietly..god he was so focused on providing his brother love…he never thought what that love could twist into for the other boy in his puberty ridden state. He lurched forward, grabbing the youngest face and firmly speaking, able to get close to the bench design of the trucks seat. "what did you just say- you- that isnt-"
“..you make me hard.” the younger repeated…the proximity only fulling his horny haze, his softer hands resting on his brother’s chest and cheek, his little pants hitting the eldest face…he couldn’t help but feel…responsible….his overlooking caused this mess…
Shouldn’t he provide his little brother that enrichment he so obviously needs…play that role for him?
He shakily sighed, trying to compose himself…telling himself this was for his little brother’s sake…that this was just practice for when the little boy gets a real partner.
“Show me.” The eldest whispered through a tight throat, adjusting and kneeling on the leather seats, his little brother now leaning on the car door, nodding quickly and struggling out of his pants with a frustrated whine that would have been cute under other circumstances, eventually yanking down his pants along side his boxers. A thin medium sized dick flinging out, flushed and twitching as pre-cum dribbled down the side, the youngest looked up with needy shy puppy eyes with a little whine.
The eldest stared for a moment…those submerged urges flaring slightly, a his own cock twitching to life under his pants…he bite his lip and ignored that. “Look at you….heh…aint one part of you that isn’t pretty” he mumbled, those words and the ways his hand began to stroke the younger dick coming a bit to easily to the eldest…his slides his firm thumb over the slit on the tip in a circular motion which makes the boy buck and gasp, his pre-slick dribbling all over the shaft down. “aw look at that…that feels good, yea? Ha…you got the same sensitive spots as your big brother” the eldest cooed softly into his ear, his other hand still cupping the youngest face, which was blissed out, eyes hazy and lips babbling moans and pleads “real..really?” the youngest struggled out, looking happy to be like this brother in just another way…the eldests hand left the weeping shaft for a moment.
“shhh yea baby..you do…here…let me show you how to take care of yourself..” he unzipped his pants…his brotherly tendency of providing his little brother everything he needed overshadowed any reasoning for morals he had left…he felt a pang of shame as he realised…he didn’t need try to get hard. He already was full mast. He was girthier and larger than his little brother…without hesitation he slid length against the twitching smaller one, holding them both in his scared palm his own pent up pre dripping thickly out…mixing with the younger one…his little brothers’ eyes where wide with wonder and needy lust “w-woah! I-I’m I going to be that big one day!?” the youngest innocent question even in a moment like this made the eldest chuckle “mm if your lucky baby” the older one whispered…stroke both together now, he clenched his jaw and muttered a breathy swear, watching in a trace as they twitched together. How his little brother bucked up and moaned and notable…just how large his cock was compared to the youngers body…it all just made the slicked hand move faster, his other hand tilted his brothers face, he leaned close as their panting breaths mixed, looking into his brothers eyes before claiming his first kiss, sloppy and deep, causing the younger eager one to cum quick, moaning his brothers name into the kiss as tears pricked in his eyes, hot ropes just painting their shirts…
The hand didn’t slow down…in a rare moment of selfish carnal desire the eldest kept rutting and stroking their dicks together, even as the youngest started to cry out in overstimulation, he shut him up but kissing him into the seat, his cupping hand leaving to yank the boy to be completely flat on the seat, before holding their dicks firm together, in three harsh thrusts the eldest came too. Years of pent-up need causing his load to paint the younger boy’s shirt…all the way up to his neck. He groaned and panted, collapsing on top of the youngest…the boys panting together. He knew he’d never allow another to have his dear little brother now.
