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Sprawled out lazily on the couch, work had been a bitch but at least there was cold beer in the fridge waiting for him when he got home. "In here." Jason called back ad Peter made his way to the living room and flopped down next to him, that unruly mess of hair landed on Jason's chest and out of habit Jason's meaty hand brushed along it before it moved to the square of Peter's shoulders. "I'm all ears bro, what's up?" Jason was less of a talker, but he brought the bottle to his lips and let the amber liquid pass over the tarmac of his tongue before he swallowed, the smooth muscle passed over his mouth as his arm's weight stayed over his brother.

Starter for @manscend

Peter got home from tennis practice and immediately smirked when he saw his older brother's car in the driveway. The two were room mates and were practically inseparable. The curly haired tennis player walked into the house and spotted Jason sprawled on the couch, "Hey" he called out. Without any warning, Peter flopped down on the couch right up against Jason, "I've got to talk to you about something" he explained before resting his mop of curls on Jason's chest.

"Cut it? The fuck?" Jason quirked his brow as he pulled a little bit on Peter's hair as if to emphasize a point, he liked to make fun of his brother because he liked how flustered the other got, but Jason liked his hair. "Coach sounds like he has a stick up his ass, but alright, if you want me to cut it, I'll cut it." He sighed as he polished off his beer and then leaned forward towards the coffee table to set the bottle down on the ledge. "Get your shirt off, I'll grab the clippers." Any excuse to press his bulge against his brother was one that Jason was going to take.

Peter's eyes fluttered shut when Jason's strong hands carded through his curls and then rested on his shoulder. "It's stupid" Peter started as he felt his brother's heavy arm rest on him, holding him close. "Today coach told me that he thinks my hair is distracting me when I'm on court. I think he's kind of right" he explained. Truthfully, both Jason and his coach had always poked fun at his curls and questioned how he stayed cool on court during matches so Peter wasn't surprised. "I wanted to ask you if you'd help me cut it. Like short" he flashed wide eyes up at his brother. Truthfully, Peter would take any excuse to be near naked with Jason and he really only trusted his brother with a task like this.

"You're the only guy I know that could grow out a mullet and still make it look cool." Jason teased playfully, one hand worried its way through that mess of curls on top of the other's hair, the other wandered down to the small of his brother's back. "Besides. It's just for the season, hair grows. You're going to look good no matter what, Peter." Their proximity always kinda did it for them, Jason liked that they were close. He really liked it. He'd had girlfriends and whatever but nobody really seemed to understand how close the two of them were. "I'm always gonna take care of you, haircuts and whatever the fuck else." Maybe he'd have to check up on this coach, Jason didn't want anyone making Peter feel bad. Jason plugged in the clippers as he put a hand on Peter's bare shoulder, squeezing it lightly as he leaned against him.

Peter whimpered when Jason tugged on his hair. Jason had always tugged him around by his hair and it was definitely a soft spot for him. "Coach does have a stick up his ass" Peter confirmed as he was hesitant to pull himself away from the warmth of the other. Peter wasted no time pulling his shirt over his head and tossing it on the floor across the room, "Bro, do you think I'm going to look like shit without it?" he asked, a bit of his insecurity showing. He obviously cared a lot about Jason's opinion. His head nuzzled into Jason's chest as he looked up at him, "Thanks, I remember back when you used to cut my hair for me back when we lived at home together" he thanked the older male for being willing to help. Truthfully, those memories were the first time Peter had seen Jason in a different light.

The clippers hummed to life and Jason grinned at the anxiousness that rose off of Peter. Would be kind of funny to leave his brother practically bald, but Jason just didn't have the heart to actively torture Peter like that. "You've got lots of things going for you." Jason stood in front of his brother as the other's hand rest on his hips, the proximity made whatever blood was meant for his head rush further south as he tilted Peter's head up a bit to look at him. Finger lined across Peter's jaw, Jason's calloused thumb brushed the edge of his brother's mouth. "I'll only take a little off, just so it's not gonna get in your eyes, yeah?" Jason leaned in and intentionally pressed against his brother's torso as the clippers made a preliminary pass at Peter's head, the friction between his jeans and his bulging cock against his brother's bare skin felt good - just like Jason remembered.

Peter laughed when the other complimented his ability to pull off different looks. He noticed the man's hand on the small of his back as he stood there shirtless in front of Jason, "I know it's just temporary, but you know how fussy I am about my hair" he explained. Peter closed the space between them as he looked up at Jason, "Guys usually always compliment me on my hair above anything else" he continued before Jason said he would always take care of him. Peter turned to face the other and smiled, "I know. You're the best" his hands found Jason's shoulders as he began to massage them. When the clippers were plugged in Peter shuddered, "How short are you going to cut it?" he asked anxiously, hands now resting on Jason's hips.

Peter's palm at Jason's bulge brought an elongated groan from the back of his throat as his eyes closed for a moment. Jason pushed in a bit, more reflexively than anything else; Peter's complacent gaze, his blatant and obvious emulation. "Yeah-" Jason cleared his throat, finding it suddenly dry, "Keep that up," his hand moved over the back of Peter's head to the freshly buzzed line as he pulled his brother's face closer to his bulge. "I'll make you look good, don't worry about that. If you're mine, I won't do anything less." Another pass brought some of those soft curls that Jason loved so much falling to the ground as he pushed his denim-clad crotch against his brother's lips.

As the clippers were turned on and their metallic roar filled the room, Peter grew more and more nervous. He sunk down to his knees to give his brother better access to his head. Hands resting on Jason's legs to steady himself, he bowed his head so that Jason could start the process. He felt his brother press against him as the clippers made their first pass to the back of his head, a clump of curls falling to the floor by Peter's knees, "Jase...." Peter hummed as he looked up at his brother. He could feel Jason's cock throbbing against his skin. Peter couldn't control himself as his hand palmed his brother's crotch, "I want my hair cut just like yours" he blurted out submissively, eyeing up his brother and his closely cropped hair buzzed close, "I'm yours" Peter muttered.

"There's my guy." Jason praised as his stiffening cock was pulled out of his jeans; the warmth of Peter's skin and the heat from his breath raised the hair on the back of Jason's neck as he thought about finishing in those curls to give them a proper send-off. "You know I do, Pete." Jason leaned down and kissed his brother as the buzzer suddenly went silent, clippers discarded to push his jeans down midthigh, hand around his cock as he steadily drew his hand up and down to bring himself up a bit more. He stood up to height, all muscle and mass towering over Peter as he kept one hand on his cock and the other on those curls he was going to miss so much. "Open your pretty mouth; show your big bro how much you missed him today."

Peter's palm at Jason's bulge brought an elongated groan from the back of his throat as his eyes closed for a moment. Jason pushed in a bit, more reflexively than anything else; Peter's complacent gaze, his blatant and obvious emulation. "Yeah-" Jason cleared his throat, finding it suddenly dry, "Keep that up," his hand moved over the back of Peter's head to the freshly buzzed line as he pulled his brother's face closer to his bulge. "I'll make you look good, don't worry about that. If you're mine, I won't do anything less." Another pass brought some of those soft curls that Jason loved so much falling to the ground as he pushed his denim-clad crotch against his brother's lips.

"That's a good boy, nice and wide for your big brother." Emphasis on the word big, the nightstick Jason was packing in his jeans had earned him a few nicknames over the years. Kingcan, tall boy, the list went on. Even without being fully erect, the blood pumping within gave his cock a good deal of heft and weight. The fat, wet brush of Peter's tongue along the underside of Jason's cock pulled an illicit groan from the back of his throat. His fingers tightened on those soft curls as he held his brother a bit roughly, pressing past those beautiful lips as Peter's mouth wrapped around him. He let go of his cock to brush the rough pads of his fingers over Peter's jaw, his collarbone, then the pert, round nipple on his brother's chest.

Peter's breathing was shallow as his face was pressed up against Jason's cock. He looked up at him with a smirk and licked his lips, "You're lucky I'm letting you do this" he nearly moaned as they kissed. Then he heard the abrasive sound of the clippers come to an abrupt stop and Peter smirked, taking the momentary victory and savoring the opportunity to have his curls tugged on. There was something hot yet terrifying to Peter about allowing his brother to shear off his prized mop of curls. Peter whined as he looked up at his muscular brother who towered over him, hand holding his massive length. "Anything for you, Jase" he said before he licked the underside of his brother's dick, "I missed you so much" he added as Peter wrapped his mouth around Jason, moaning slightly as he tasted him.

Peter's cheeks bulged as he took the full breadth of Jason's hefty cock, the weight straining against the sides of his brother's face. With unabashed lust, he looked down at Peter with his mouth stuffed, bleary-eyed amidst a mess of curls, those that Jason had sheered off on the floor beneath them. "That's right, you know just what I like." Praise fell quickly from his lips before his grip tightened a bit; his hips moved back and then in as he fucked tentatively at the back of Peter's throat.

"Fuck" Peter muttered as he took the full length of his brother's cock into his mouth. His eyes watered a bit as he did his best to take all of him. Calling his brother huge would certainly be an understatement. He let out a loud whimper as Jason tugged on his curls. Peter began to bob his head back and forth slowly as his tongue massaged Jason's salty tasting dick. His face was buried in his older brother's pubes as he looked up at the larger male, absolutely speechless and filled with lust.

Jason felt whatever blood he had left rushing into his cock as the air was filled with the sound of Peter slobbering as Jason grunted. His cock was hard enough to cut glass, and as the older of the two looked down, he watched as his cock slid past those full, read lips before his brother's face was buried in Jason's thick den of pubes. "That's right, Pete, open that throat nice and wide for your big brother. Relax it for me." He pushed his cock in as far as it could go as he held Peter's face into his groin, shallow thrusts fucked against the back of the other's skull. Jason wasn't going to last long, not like this, but Peter was in a good mood. Then, after he painted those curls, Jason would breed that tight, little ass.

Peter did his best to nearly swallow the other's massive length. His eyes continued to water as he looked up at Jason. As his older brother began to quicken the pace, fucking his mouth, Peter let out a loud moan. His eyes flickered down to his prized curls on the floor then back up to Jason as he continued to bob his head back and forth, giving some friction to the other's movement. He took in a deep whiff of his brother's scent as his face was buried in Jason's pubes.

Jason thrust into his brother's throat as Peter willingly swallowed down every inch of Jason's swollen cock. Hard and throbbing along the tarmac of the other's tongue, Jason's thrust turned more fervent and more forceful as he held a fast grip onto his brother's face. "Fuck Pete I'm gonna-" Jason pulled out as he started to reach his climax, orgasming as ribbons of his warm seed splattered across his brother's face and landed across those gorgeous curls that hung over the other's eyes. His load landed in spurts across the top as Jason grinned, missing those locks already as he rubbed the beading head of his leaking crown across Peter's forehead and into his hairline. With a sloppy wipe he brushed the other's curls across his dick before he tapped it a few times against his brother's cheek. "Phew- that mouth Peter. Fucking sinful." Jason patted Peter on the cheek as he committed the image to memory, peeling his own shirt off next as he let it drop on the floor beside them. "Take your pants off Peter."

Peter whined as he took as much of Jason's length as he could. His face was firmly nestled in the older male's crotch as he availed his throat to Jason. "Mmmm, fuck" he groaned against the other's throbbing length. As Jason continued to fuck his mouth hard, he moaned louder and louder. Peter could feel the contrast between Jason gripping him by his soft curls and then his buzzed hair in the back and he moaned. Peter had been incredibly defensive over his hair and hadn't let any guy bust a load into his locks. He anxiously whined as he knew Jason was getting closer.

"Looks good on you, Pete." Jason messily ruffled the other's hair but only managed to smear some of his load around before he leaned in and kissed his brother hard on the lips. The other's body was bare and exposed; Jason kicked out of his jeans as his strong hands roughly cupped his brother's ass as he hoisted him into his arms. Tongue tangled in Peter's mouth, he dropped the other on his bed as he eyed the other up and down. Jason's tongue passed over their lips, still tasting the salt from his seed there before his fingers moved over them, and he let out a low whistle. "I'll never get tired of looking at you like this. Turn over, Peter. Let me see that ass I love so much."

Peter felt Jason's thrusts become more desperate and forceful and he knew it was just a matter of time before his brother reached an orgasm. He whined loudly as Jason's cock shot out a warm ribbon of his seed all over Peter's face and into his curls. "Holy shit" he panted as he felt his locks grow a bit heavier with the addition of his brother's load. "My hair...Jase" Peter whined, acting like a total brat in the moment as his curls were used to wipe off his brother's dick. "Your dick is heavenly" Peter admitted as he leaned in to kiss Jason's cock before it tapped him on the cheek. He looked up at his brother once more, knowing his curls were saturated with Jason's load. "Anything for you, Jase" Peter obliged as he pulled down his pants and his briefs, stopping to peck a kiss to Jason's dick.