Offer Him a Massage

"Pulled something man?" You say as you hop off the workbench and turn to face your brother.

Your brother winces in pain as he stretches out his arm, trying to find relief in the knot that formed in his shoulder blade. "Ya, my back and shoulders seem to have been bothering me a few days now. But I'll go grab some meds to the edge off." Your brother states while standing up slowly. He fully extends his body, inadvertently making a superhero pose as he stretches.

"Don't go..." manages to slip out of your lips.
"Pardon?" Asks you, brother. Shit think of something quick you think.

"Um I mean let me give you a massage, maybe that will help. Especially if you haven't gotten any relief from over-counter meds." You managed to scramble. You breathe a sigh of relief to think so quickly on your feet.

"I don't known man, Cindy gave me a massage a few days ago and it didn't do much for me." You're brother signs while cupping a hand at the back of his neck. The way the light hit him from the large garage windows almost made him look mystical.

"Well I mean the girls you date are lightweights, here let me try and besides I'm studying massage therapy as an elective at school so I've gotten some practice." You lie while taking a towel out of your brother's gym bag and laying it on your dad's workbench.

Your brother ponders the idea for a bit and gives a half-hearted shrug. "I guess you're right bro, I can't be any worse off than before."

Your brother lays his stomach down on the workbench, with his arms by his sides.

Damn you think to yourself, your brother's bulk seemed to have expanded by laying down the bench. "Let me know if what I am doing is making you feel uncomfortable or if the pain worsens." You tell him while leaning over his large back.

You start kneading and rubbing his upper shoulders, applying pressure around the blades. Now and then he winces, so you back off. But each time you return you seem to be able to get just that more pressure with your fingers. After a few minutes of massaging your brother pipes up. "Hey man, not that I'm not appreciating the massage. But do you have anything for your hands, they are a little rough."

You think for a minute, "Oh ya, let me go grab some of mom's tanning lotions. I think I saw a bottle next to the pool towels."

You quickly leave your brother's side and head out to the pool deck. Sure enough, your mom left a bottle of tanning lotion next to the lounger. You shake the bottle and hear some contents left inside. You shrug to yourself, this should be enough.

You return to the garage and to the workbench that your brother hadn't moved from to announce, "Got it right here." You pop the bottle and try to squirt it on your hand. Nothing comes out.

You unscrew the lid and tap the bottom of the bottle. Still nothing. You vigorously shake the bottle to get the contents flowing when all of a sudden.

Splash!

"What the fuck man!" Your brother sits up quickly and like clockwork, you notice a giant glob of lotion running down your brother's back and shorts.

"Dude these pair of shorts are ruined! My agent is going to kill me, I had to return these to the photoshoot next week." Your brother standing, trying to dab off the liquid from behind me.

"I'm sorry man! It's mom's fault though for leaving the bottle out to congeal. Maybe if you take them off and leave them out in the sun they won't stain." That probably won't work, but hopefully, your brother will appreciate the offer.

"And what? Walk around in my underwear until it's dry?" Your brother huffs.

"Dude, you're far too stressed, that might explain why your back aches. Take off the shorts and let's see if the heat will do something. And while we wait I'll continue to work on your back." You offer seriously.

"Fine, we will give it a try." Your brother quickly strips out of the shorts, muttering and cursing under his breath. Before you could admire that you got your prudish brother into his black Calvin Klein briefs, he was out the garage with shorts in hand. You figured the massage wasn't going to go ahead, until he returned, slightly less stressed than before. Without a word, he returned to laying down on the bench.

"Don't fuck up this underwear." He says sternly, but you couldn't help but notice there was a smirk on his lips.

You resume massaging his back, slowly at first. After a while, you realize that you were getting tired of walking around the bench to get to all areas of his back and decided that the best course of action was to sit on his back. As you hop on his back and lower down, you could tell he was about to protest until you put your full weight on his back. The added pressure caused a cracking noise deep within his lower back, which cause him to moan deeply.

"That's the spot." You exclaim. Your brother starts chuckling underneath your weight. You continue massaging. This is a much better angle than you thought. You get really into massaging. Caressing and pushing into his back. Feeling the fibres expand and flex as you push. Your brother lets out soft minds as you grind the fibres with your fingers. After a while, your brother says "Whatever your knee is doing to my lower back, feels great Lil bro!"

Your hands freeze and you curiously look down at your knees. They were on either side of your brother and certainly weren't at his lower back. Your eyes trail to his lower back and you find out the culprit. During the massage, your cock became rigid and was kneading your brother's lower back.

"Umm ya, my knee!" You state while moving into a position that your right knee was now resting on your brother's back. After a few minutes of pushing your brother winces "Ya Lil bro that is starting to hurt, go back to what you were doing before."

Now whether it was the sight of your brother's adonis body, the heat of the garage, or your young adult hormones, you are not sure what possessed you to do the following. You stood up next to your brother, slipped off the sweatpants and straddled your brother's back. With your cock laying flat on your brother's ass, like a hot dog in a bun.

You start sliding your body, feeling his ass cheeks graze across the shaft of your hard cock. Your hands, no longer massage but they start cupping and grasping his sides, Your fingers trail to the large pecs underneath. Whatever you were doing must have felt great to him, because Chad started to arch his back with deep moans.

"Oh ya Lil bro work my back like that." He looks behind you and grins. You get more comfortable riding your brother's back. And as such you take the opportunity to slowly pull down the waistband of his underwear, to just below his ass cheeks. The visual of the dark underwear and his light skin, made the appearance of his ass cheeks look like two large pale globes. You noticed that they were freckled. While pulling down the underwear, you took your thumb and ran it along the crack, feeling the tiny hairs that covered it.

You continue the riding motion, turning hip movements into a humping motion as you air-hump his ass cheeks. You intertwine your fingers in his hair, bringing his head slightly off of the bench. On the other hand, you reach under and start caressing the large mound of the chest muscle. Your fingers trail closer to his nipples. When you find the tip you pinch them. His body reacts, by grinding his ass higher into the bottom of your shaft. Precum oozes from your cock.

"Fuck bro you're tight." You state while moaning, you take the moment to slap his ass. He moans deeply as you slap his muscle. You figure this fine, so you playfully spank his ass a few more times. The large mounds become redder with each swat .

Your brother moans softly, "That feels nice."

"It feels good too." You reply, pressing your hard cock against his ass cheeks. "This is so weird."

"Weird?" Your brother asks.

"No, no, nothing, just uh, don't know how long I can keep this up." You say trying to sound cool.

"I think you've been doing well so far." Your brother replies. His voice sounds strained.You slide a few more times, inching back each time. You don't know what is possessing you but your cock is aching to get into that hole. It inches closer each time, when all of sudden, your cock starts convulsing. A stream of hot white cum, starts shooting out of the tip of your cock. You catch your breath and bite down on your bicep, so as to not betray your **** on your brother's ass. You bite so hard, that you create bite marks in your arm. Your brother's ass and lower back become coated with your sticky goo.

You quickly get off of your brother and pull up the sweat pants. "Is something wrong?" your brother asks while turning to see you grabbing one of your dad's dirty work rags. Out of breath, you get out. "Spilled some lotion, but hold still." You quickly clean up your watery cum, just in time to hear a car pull up in the driveway and the occupant exit their vehicle.

"Guess spa time is over," Your brother says while getting up. You couldn't help but notice that there was a large bulge that had formed in the front of your brother's underwear.

"Hey bro, take a shower will ya before dinner." You wink at him before he exits the garage.