Free My Brother's Keeper by Adrienne Wilder Page A

Ellis’s breath was hot against the shell of Jon’s ear when he said, “I want you to fuck me.”
    That rare command from Ellis’s lips made Jon ache.
    He turned to shut off the water, but Ellis pulled him back. “In here. Now.”
    “I don’t have anything to slick you up with.”
    “Lotion’s on the counter.”
    When Jon stepped back into the shower, Ellis faced the wall with his hands on the tile. Water slid over the tight globes of his ass, making his skin glisten.
    Jon hissed.
    Now it was as necessary to be inside Ellis as it was to breathe.
    Jon tilted the showerhead down just enough so the water wouldn’t wash away the lotion. He poured some into his shaking hand, slicking up his cock.
    Lines of water pooled in the dip above Ellis’s ass, filling the dimples above each cheek. Jon kissed the space between Ellis’s shoulders.
    “You’re beautiful.”
    Jon caught a glimpse of self doubt in Ellis’s eyes.
    “One day, you’re going to believe me when I say that.” Jon smoothed the cream down Ellis’s crack stopping at his hole. “One day, you’re going to know it’s true.”
    Ellis pushed back. “Please.”
    Jon slipped a finger inside him, earning a small whimper. “Is that what you want?”
    “More.”
    “And you’ll get it.” Jon slipped in another finger and Ellis made a slow thrust. The muscles in his back tensed.
    Jon scraped his teeth down Ellis’s spine as he added a third finger. Ellis made a low, needy sound that went right to Jon’s balls. He twisted his hand and Ellis arched his back with a high pitched cry.
    “God baby, do you know how much I love you?” Jon pushed deep.
    “Yesss—”
    “Are you sure?” He pulled his fingers to the edge of Ellis’s opening and plunged them back in.
    “Yesss—oh Jon, please. I need you.”
    “You have me.”
    Ellis shook his head. “No, I need you…”
    “What?”
    “I—”
    “Tell me.” He kissed Ellis’s shoulder. “You’ve already asked me to fuck you, you can tell me what you need.”
    Ellis turned his head again and this time there was no self doubt in his eyes, just love. Raw and untainted. The kind born of absolute trust and housed in the soul.
    “I need you inside me.”
    Jon guided his cock to Ellis’s opening. Even after being stretched, the ring of muscle was reluctant to let him in. Again Ellis pushed back, forcing Jon to bury his cock in one stroke. The tight heat rode up the length of Jon’s dick, coaxing the ache into an inferno, setting his insides on fire.
    Jon counted every heartbeat, cherished every touch as he ran his hands up the smooth lines of Ellis’s body. These moments were meant to be savored.
    “Jon…”
    “Shhh—” Jon rolled his hips and flicked his thumb across Ellis’s nipples. He whimpered. Pinching the tight buds made Ellis squirm.
    Jon chased the lines of water to Ellis’s balls and he rolled the velvet sack over his fingers. Ellis’s cock thickened against Jon’s wrist. He tugged the length of flesh until it curved toward Ellis’s stomach and precum wept from the slit.
    Jon nuzzled the back of Ellis’s neck.
    “I love you,” Ellis said.
    “I know you do.”
    “I want this forever. I want you forever.”
    “I’m yours, Ellis.” Jon timed each languid stroke with a measured breath. “Heart and soul, I’m yours no matter what.”
    “You promise?”
    “On my life.” There was no one Jon had ever been so willing to die for.
    Jon tilted his hips and Ellis cried out. The primal need for release seized Jon and the sound of flesh slapping together joined the fall of water as it echoed off the tile.
    The steam-filled shower turned cool against the heat burning under Jon’s skin.
    Ellis clawed at the wall. “More. Oh, God, Jon…more.”
    Jon changed his long thrusts to short hard strokes.
    “Yesss, yes, yes.” Spasms danced across Ellis’s body. “Jon…Jon…”
    “I’m right here.”
    Ellis nodded.
    “Always here for you.”
    He nodded again.
    “Touch yourself,