Give it a try?

I know, this is wrong...

They were kissing...

"Wait...," Lucas said between kisses, pulling back slightly. He placed his hand on Noah's cheek and began to caress it. "I know this is wrong, but... but I can't help it."

Noah grabbed Lucas's hand, brought it to his lips, and left a soft kiss. "Please, forget that you're my brother and just kiss me. Please..."

Noah cupped Lucas's face and pressed their lips together again. Soft. Calm. Passionate. Demanding. Emotions swirled together. It was hot inside the car, too hot, probably because the windows were closed... probably...

Lucas broke the kiss and began kissing Noah's face, then moved down to his neck.

"Lucas," Noah whispered, "we shouldn't..."

"Please, I... I want you," Lucas said, taking Noah's hand and placing it on his own d**k. "Can you feel it? I want you so badly, Noah. Do it..."

Noah closed his eyes and began stroking Lucas through his pants.

"This is wrong, Lucas. It's wrong..."

"I know, Noah, I know, but...," Lucas was almost crying, his desire overwhelming him. There was no turning back now. "Let's just try, Noah, please."

Noah was in the same state. He grabbed Lucas's face and kissed him fiercely. Lucas started unbuttoning Noah's shirt. How much he wanted to touch his brother's body—my God, brother, how strange this situation sounded...

Undoing Noah's belt, he slightly lowered his pants and freed his d**k. Damn it. To hell with everything. He wanted this inside him.

"Take off your pants, Lucas," Noah whispered, and as Lucas struggled to remove them, Noah kissed his shoulders under his shirt. For a moment, their d*cks touched, and damn, it felt so good... wrong yet so right at the same time. Was something like this even possible? Noah, unable to hold back any longer, lifted Lucas and positioned him on top of himself. Lucas wrapped his arms around Noah's neck and let out a sigh. It was pure bliss, what was happening now—it was a miracle. Lucas began moving up and down slowly. The boys looked at each other and smiled. Their eyes sparkled, their minds empty, their hearts racing. They were simply enjoying each other... Lucas leaned in and started kissing Noah again. Between kisses, he spoke.

"Please," he gasped, looking deeply into Noah's eyes, "please, Noah, when the sun rises tomorrow, don't regret this. Do you hear me?"

Noah smiled. "Never. This madness will never be forgotten." They kissed again.

"I'm... Noah... I'm close," Lucas whispered into Noah's ear. Noah grabbed Lucas's d**k and began stroking it faster. Lucas's moans grew louder. He clung tightly to Noah and let out a loud groan as he finished in Noah's hand. Noah brought his fingers to his mouth and licked them.

"You taste good," he said, kissing Lucas. "Hold on, I'm close too."

"Don't pull out," Lucas whispered, moving faster. After a few thrusts, Noah threw his head back, closed his eyes, and let out a groan as he finished inside Lucas. They sat there, holding each other. Noah carefully pulled out and looked into Lucas's eyes.

"Thank you," Lucas whispered, kissing Noah again.

"What did we just do, Lucas?" Noah asked with a smile, and they both laughed.

"Madness, Noah. Madness."

They settled down and fell asleep in each other's arms. What would happen tomorrow didn't matter. All that mattered was that they were happy, together...