Give it a try?

Please, I love you...

"Lucas," Noah whispered between kisses, feeling Lucas’s hand slide under his shirt. "Stop, don’t do this..."

"Shut up," Lucas said sharply, switching their positions so he was on top. With a quick motion, he removed both their shirts and began kissing Noah’s chest...

"Lucas, this is wrong, don’t..." Noah’s breath hitched as he tried to push Lucas away, but... but he didn’t want to, damn it...

"Sorry, Noah, but..." Lucas kissed his way down to Noah’s pants and started undoing them...

"What if I say no? Will you force me?" Noah smirked, but the next second, he let out a deep groan as Lucas touched him through his underwear.

"Yes," Lucas laughed, pulling down Noah’s underwear. "I’ll force you, then kill you and bury your body in the backyard of the vacation house..."

"Lucas forced his older brother... doesn’t sound bad..."

Lucas stood up and took off the rest of his clothes, then lay back on top of Noah.

"I hope you don’t give me a reason to do that," Noah smiled and kissed Lucas...

"Do it already, damn it..."

Lucas kissed Noah quickly and demandingly. Both their hands were everywhere, touching and caressing wherever they could... Lucas, unable to hold back any longer, spread Noah’s legs and pushed himself inside in one swift motion... Noah threw his head back and let out a hoarse moan. Lucas’s movements grew faster as he looked at Noah, losing himself more and more because he’d never seen anything so beautiful in his life... It had been a month since they’d started having s*x, but what was happening now was beyond words...

After a few more thrusts and kisses, they both finished with loud moans... Lucas slowly pulled out and lay down beside Noah. The silence of the living room was only broken by their heavy breathing... Once they caught their breath, Noah got up and, without saying a word, went upstairs.

"Noah?" Lucas stood up and followed his brother. "Noah, wait, what’s wrong?" Noah entered one of the rooms and closed the door. "Open the door, Noah, please," Lucas stood at the door, knocking. He didn’t care that he was completely naked or that traces of Noah were still on his stomach. Only one thing mattered to him. "Noah, if I upset you, I’m sorry. I... I didn’t mean to—no, I did, but if I’d known you’d feel this way... Noah, please, I... I love you..."

Noah stood behind the door, his heart breaking into pieces. When he heard Lucas’s last words, he couldn’t hold back anymore. He opened the door, pulled Lucas inside, and pressed him against the wall. "Don’t ever say something like that again," Noah said angrily, his gaze sharp. "You don’t have the right, Lucas. We don’t have the right to say or do things like this." He let go of Lucas and ran his hands through his hair. This was wrong. All of this was wrong. He shouldn’t have allowed it...

"Noah..."

"No, Lucas, don’t say anything," Noah’s eyes filled with tears. "I can’t... I can’t look Mom and Dad in the eyes after this..."

"Noah, I’ve made the same mistake as you..."

"You’re their son, Lucas," Noah said painfully, feeling like an outsider for the first time. "You’re their real son. They’ll forgive you, but me... they’ll never forgive me, Lucas." The first tear rolled down his cheek, and his legs trembled. He walked over and sat on the bed.

"Noah," Lucas rushed over and knelt in front of him. "Don’t say things like that. Where’s the strong Noah who wasn’t afraid of anything?" He cupped Noah’s face and looked into his tear-filled eyes, not even realizing he’d started crying too. "Noah, all this time, I’ve never thought of you as anything but my brother. But now, I’m just thankful to God that you’re not my real brother. I don’t care what others say, or what Mom and Dad say. Noah, I love you, and I’m not letting you go, you hear me?" Noah smiled and closed his eyes, feeling the warmth in Lucas’s gaze and words. "I love you, Noah," Lucas leaned in and left a soft kiss on his lips. "I love you..."

"Damn you, Lucas, you i***t," Noah smiled and hugged his... his beloved. "I love you too..."