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Sam won't exactly sugar coat his feelings for his adoptive brother James. The Wilson's adopted the poor boy after his parents passed away in a car crash. Bucky was young when it happened and whenever Sam asks about his blood family Bucky often says he doesn't remember much of them. Sam feels similarly in a sense as he feels he's been Bucky's older brother longer than he hasn't been. Even though Bucky doesn't look the same as the Wilson's, they treat him the same as they treat Sam and Sarah.
Even though they don't act the same, the pair of brothers are basically inseparable. Bucky is introverted, feisty and has beautiful blue eyes that seem to shine too bright in the sunlight, but in contrast Sam is extroverted, caring, and a little too protective of his little brother. Their parents find it endearing that even though they're so different they still get along just fine.
It's mid September and Sam has just entered his senior year of high school and soon enough he'll be heading off to college, leaving his little brother and sister behind. Sam is relieved by this, ever since Bucky began puberty Sam stopped seeing him as a little brother and more as a dashing young man. The pair attend the same high school, Bucky being two years younger putting him in the tenth grade. Sam always looked out for Bucky when he could, in the hallways or on the streets, the two were never seen apart.
It's Friday night, Bucky stood in the kitchen making dinner for Sam, their parents and Sarah having stepped out for the weekend venturing into the city for their wedding anniversary. They decided to take Sarah after she made a huge fuss because she was adamant that she would surely die if she had to spend the weekend with just her big brothers.
Bucky wasn't particularly good at cooking but he knew Sam wasn't about to pick up a pan and cook for the both of them, so here he stood in silence making the only thing he knew how to cook.
“What’cha making?” Sam asked, stepping into the bright kitchen and gazed at Bucky's lean back.
“Eggs.” Bucky replied, tone a little bitter due to the fact that he was the one stuck cooking dinner tonight.
Sam took a seat at the kitchen table watching Bucky cook, his sun kissed skin glistened in the light and his shoulder length brown locks swayed as he moved around the stove.
“Mom hasn't hassled you to cut your hair?” Sam questioned.
Bucky started growing his hair out fairly recently, he used to sport a short buzz, though ever since Sam mentioned how much he liked Bucky's hair a little longer he stopped going to the barber with their father.
“Nah, she gave up a month ago, told her I'd trim the edges every once in a while.” Bucky turned towards Sam and smiled, his bright blue eyes beamed towards Sam's direction. “Why? Ya’ like it?” Bucky snickered, his cheeks were tinged a bright pink. Sam usually blames it on the Louisiana sun as Bucky was never particularly good with the heat.
Sam hummed in response, he couldn't help himself as he stood up and began to crowd Bucky's personal space. He started teasing Bucky, poking his arms and pinching his butt. It was a playful fight, Sam trying his hardest to grab the spatula from Bucky's nimble fingers, he pressed the younger's body against the stove, pinning Bucky's to the surface.
“S-sam!” Bucky gasped trying his best to struggle out of Sam's strong grasp. “Get off!” Bucky yelled in a playful way, their parents found their play fights annoying and childish, but Sam found them exhilarating.
“Uh-oh you're gonna burn the eggs, Buck!” Sam teased and grabbed both of Bucky's wrists pinning them to behind his back.
He looked down at Bucky, his smaller body struggled under his weight. Sam pressed his pelvis to Bucky's plump backside, smirking as he easily overpowered his younger brother. He was thankful that he wasn't hard, he couldn't possibly fathom what he'd do if Bucky found out his feelings for him.
“If you wanna eat tonight you better let go.” Bucky turned his head to the side and gazed up at his brother. His blues eyes were pleading in defeat asking Sam silently to let him go.
“Nah I don't feel like eating.” Sam chuckled and gripped Bucky's wrists tighter, torturing the younger's skin. Sam watched Bucky's wrists bunch together, the skin was an angry red, eventually he'd hoped it'll turn purple.
“S-sam off now!” Bucky cried out, his voice cracked in panic and confusion. His body shook in frustration as his muscles quivered in exhaustion.
“Alright, alright.” Sam chuckled and released his little brother. He put his hands up as if signaling he's innocent in the situation.
Sam looked Bucky up and down, checking out his sweaty body. Though his eyes were quickly fixated on the prominent bulge Bucky was sporting in his gym shorts.
“I-it's not what it looks like Sam.” Bucky's cheeks were still tinged pink, though his beautiful blue eyes were glossed over almost as if he was about to cry. “I can explain…”
Sam was quiet as he watched his little brother panic. He felt a wave of relief wash over his body, his feelings about his brother weren't completely wrong, it seems Bucky possibly reciprocated them.
“Buck, shit.” Sam looked deep into those familiar blue eyes, he didn't back away from Bucky, instead he leaned in closer. “You feel that way too?”
“W-what?” Bucky looked baffled at the revelation.
“Do you like me Buck?” Sam questioned, biting his lip, waiting patiently for his brother's response.
Bucky averted his gaze as his body stiffened under Sam's hungry stare. His older brother was standing over him crowding him onto the stove, blocking all ways of escape.
“If I say yes will you tell mom and dad?” Bucky said, looking at Sam with a questioning gaze.
“Now why would I do that?” Sam chuckled as he moved his hand off the stove and onto Bucky's slim waist.
“Cause it's fucked up.” Bucky was hesitant to speak, his tone filled with uncertainty.
“What are you talking about?”
Sam and Bucky seemed to have very different opinions on the situation. On one hand Sam was relieved and excited about this new found revelation, Bucky likes Sam and Sam likes Bucky this is a good thing. But Bucky wasn't so relieved, he was scared and distraught that Sam found out his feelings.
“Sam this isn't right, you're my brother.” Bucky crumpled in Sam's arms; he was now crying as he tried to even out his breathing.
“Not by blood Buck.” Sam laughed as his little brother fought against his conscience. “Shit this is good news.” Sam smiled trying to pick his brother up off the ground.
“No it's not Sam we're both fucked in the head!” Bucky fought against Sam's grasp, trying his hardest to free himself.
“You're adorable Buck, here let me help you.” Sam couldn't help but smile as he adjusted Bucky back into his standing position. He wiped away the stray tears running down his baby brother's cheeks.
“Don't say shit like that Sam.” Bucky pushed Sam away and turned off the stove. He tried his hardest to recollect himself after his little anxiety attack. “Just let it go Sam.” Bucky retreated upstairs into the pair's shared bedroom.
Sam gave Bucky five minutes to compose himself before he decided to venture up the stairs into their room. When he entered Bucky was face down on his bed, tiny sobs and whimpers could be heard from the brunette.
“Hey Buck.” Sam tried to take a caring approach, he often doesn't show this side to Bucky, he much prefers to tease and hassle the younger boy. But this situation is different and requires a softer approach. “Everything alright?” It's a stupid question, Sam knows everything's not okay, but at this moment it's the only question he could think of.
“No Sam, everything is not okay!” Bucky sat up and turned towards Sam. “I'm in love with my own brother! How fucked up is that?”
Sam chuckled, if Bucky was fucked up then so is he.
“Buck, it's normal to have these feelings.” Sam tried his best to reassure the younger boy. “I love you too.” Sam confessed hoping that his confession will ease Bucky's panicked mind.
“You don't mean that.” Bucky sniffled as he tried his best to speak in coherent sentences.
“I do Buck, I've loved you for years now.” Sam inched closer and closer to Bucky's bed waiting for the younger to invite him into his space.
“When?” Bucky asked.
“Well, I don't know. You were maybe ten?” Sam laughed, smiling brightly at the distressed teen trying his best to ease Bucky's thoughts. “It was summer break and I was going through puberty. You were wearing a white shirt while playing on the slip and slide outside. I popped a boner as soon as I saw through your wet shirt.” Bucky laughed and wiped his face with his forearm.
“You're joking.” Bucky looked at Sam admiring his dark brown eyes.
“I'd never joke about this Buck.” Sam's voice was deeper than normal when he responded to Bucky.
“Mine was when you entered high school.” Bucky began to speak, reminiscing on his fond memories. “You joined the football team and started working out like crazy. My twelve year-old brain couldn't handle how fast you gained muscle, I couldn't even look at you without blushing.” Bucky laughed at his ridiculous memories, he looked breathtaking as he beamed his large smile towards Sam.
“I did gain a lot of muscle really fast.” Sam laughed alongside his brother, he was happy that Bucky felt the same way.
The two stared at each other unsure of what to do next, Sam was waiting for Bucky to speak and vise-versa. The room was dark, though the setting sun still pierced through the dark blue curtains, illuminating Bucky's bright blue eyes.
“C'mere.” Bucky said, opening up his arms, inviting Sam in for a hug.
Sam moved fast, basically jumping into Bucky's embrace with enthusiasm. He wrapped his strong arms around Bucky's neck, one hand holding his head, gripping onto the long brown strands. The two stared into each other's eyes, both waiting for the other to make the first move. Bucky was shy and often hid from flirtatious situations, Sam's seen it many times, the younger was popular with the ladies, but Bucky was awkward and often ran away when things got too real. Sam on the other hand basked in the spotlight, his bright personality could light up a room, but whenever the situation involves Bucky the pit in his stomach curls and twists making it hard for him to speak.
“Bucky.” Sam sighed, voice breathless as he stared at Bucky's face.
Sam leaned in seeking Bucky's plush pink lips, the younger complied and met Sam halfway, locking their lips together in an innocent kiss. Sam led the kiss, opening his mouth and using his tongue to lick at Bucky's lower lip as if asking for permission to enter. Bucky complied and opened his mouth, meeting Sam's tongue in a hot and messy frenzy. Sam went from leaning over Bucky to pressing his full body onto his younger brother. Sam gathered Bucky's bruised wrists into his hands and pinned them onto the mattress, allowing him to have full control of the pliant teen.
“Sam! Slow down.” Bucky broke free from Sam's lips, his cheeks were now a bright red and his breaths were labored. “I Haven't done this before.” Bucky admitted in an apologetic tone.
“Shit really?” Sam questioned, sounding surprised at Bucky's confession. “You've never kissed or had sex?” Sam asked curious as to how innocent his baby brother truly is.
“B-both.” Bucky couldn't help but stutter in embarrassment.
“Fuck.” Sam smiled in triumph, he's going to defile his brother's innocence. Sam feels disgusted by his thoughts and by the fact that he's happy his brother is a virgin.
Sam released Bucky's hands from his hold, opting instead to be gentle with his little brother. He doesn't wanna scare him away, instead he wants to so desperately watch Bucky whimper, moan and crumple under him in pleasure.
“I'll take good care of'ya Buck, I promise.” Sam smiled trying his best to reassure his innocent little brother. “Have you ever touched yourself?” Sam wanted to know just how much Bucky had tried.
“Yeah you idiot!” Bucky blushed, clearly not wanting to have this conversation with his older brother.
“In your ass?” Sam asked with ease almost like he's done this before.
Bucky was quiet, contemplating whether to tell the truth or not. He has of course, though it feels wrong to admit something so taboo, especially to his older brother and he certainly won't admit that each time he touched himself he thought of Sam.
“Yes…” Bucky was quick with his response, trying his best to keep his composure. “But it doesn't really feel like anything.” Bucky admitted, he's tried it plenty of times though each time he can't seem to reach what he was looking for.
Sam smiled at Bucky, shaking his head in an endearing way, chuckling at the situation.
“I can reach that sweet spot for'ya Buck.” Sam watched as Bucky's body physically shook from his words. His baby brother wanted his hard cock so bad that he'd beg on his hands and knees for it.
“R-really?” Bucky sounded shocked that Sam was willing to go that far with him.
“Of course I've been wanting to do this for a while now.” Sam confessed smiling as he walked to his night stand to grab his own bottle of lube.
Bucky felt like he was on cloud nine, his stomach coiled in excitement and nervousness. He's never had anyone touch him intimately before, his eagerness got the better of him. He quickly lifted his pelvis and rid himself of his shorts and underwear leaving him in just his large hoodie. When Sam turned around he gasped at Bucky's naked form. His little brother laid naked from the waist down, adorned in only his large hand-me-down sweater that used to be his own. If Sam wasn't hard before he sure is now.
“Excited?” Sam questioned, he couldn't help but let out a deep chuckle once he was finished speaking.
“Yeah...” Bucky replied, his puppy dog eyes pleading with his brother to hurry up and touch him.
“Shit Buck, you look so hot.” Sam grabbed his own mouth, trying his hardest to hide the mischievous smirk plastered on his face. “Gonna be a good boy for me?” Sam watched as Bucky's hips swayed, enticing the elder to touch his body.
“Yeah.” Bucky replied. “How do you want me?”
“On your hands and knees.”
Bucky was quick to comply, flipping his body over as fast as he could, lifting his plump ass in the ass for his brother to see.
“Knew you had a perfect ass.” Sam has seen Bucky naked plenty of times, he knew his butt was perfect, but he never vocalized it. “How many can you take?” Sam asked out of curiosity, he was going to get three in no matter what.
“Fingers?” Bucky asked, not exactly grasping the question.
“Yeah.” Sam sighed as he kneed the tender flesh.
“I was hoping your cock could fit in there.” Bucky looked back at Sam and gave him a sultry smirk.
“As you wish.” Sam said while pouring the cool slick onto his fingers and Bucky's tight pink hole. The pale body recoiled when he felt the lube touch his sensitive rim.
“S-sam.” Bucky sounded shocked as Sam's calloused fingers traced his virgin hole.
Sam was silent, concentrating intently on not hurting Bucky as he pushed his first digit into the wet cavern. His baby brother's hole gave slight resistance as he pushed his finger in further, warmth enveloped his digit. The lube allowed him to glide easily inside Bucky's hungry hole.
“Oh my god.” Bucky sighed in relief once the finger was fully inside his ass. He bowed his back as Sam pushed his finger in deeper, twisting the lone digit while he moved in patterns. “Sammy, it feels good!”
Sam couldn't help but smirk at the old nickname, Bucky hasn't called him that in years.
“Yeah? Want another finger baby?” Sam opted to use a pet name of his own, hoping Bucky will find it sexy.
“Mmmhhh!” Bucky responded, almost pleading with the elder to stretch his rim further.
Sam complied and brought a second digit to the wet hole, pushing his middle finger into the tight cavern. Bucky shook in pleasure as his brother pushed his digits back and fourth, searching desperately for Bucky's prostate.
“Mom and dad are gonna be so disappointed in you Buck, letting your older brother pop your cherry. What would they think?” Sam has experience with dirty talk, oftentimes he couldn't keep quiet when there was someone withering under him. Though he's only trying this to see if Bucky will reciprocate.
“F-fuck Sam!” Bucky whimpered when he heard Sam spew those filthy words to him. He was ashamed to say that it made him extremely horny. “Can't let them know I'm a dirty slut for my big brother.”
“That's right Buck, you're my slut.” Sam said while smacking his brother's perfectly round ass.
It was a gentle smack but it still made Bucky's inside clench in pleasure. Sam's fingers were now moving in and out of his hole, once in a while he'd angle them down just enough to scrape onto those pleasurable bundle of nerves. Bucky screamed in pleasure when Sam first touched that small mound hidden deep in his hole, he was never able to find his G-spot but Sam found it in five minutes.
“M-more!” Bucky panted as Sam quickened his pace, finally adding in his third finger stretching his brother wider than he's ever been before. “Oh Sammy! Yes!” Bucky's body shook with pleasure as Sam thrusted his fingers into the wet awaiting hole.
“Want my cock?” Sam asked, smirking as he watched his baby brother quiver in ecstasy.
“Yes please!” Bucky was practically begging, drool seeping out of his mouth as he spoke.
Sam manhandled Bucky, bringing him off his hands and knees, putting the younger man onto his back. Sam lifted Bucky's legs up onto his defined shoulders, giving the elder ample access to his brother's sobbing wet cavern.
“Fuck Bucky your gonna be good for me?” Sam questioned while rubbing his cock in lube. “Gonna open up nice and wide for me?”
“Y-yes! I'll be a good boy!”
Sam smirked at Bucky, he lined up his hard shaft with the virgin hole, pushing slightly to test the give. It was tight, Sam began to think he wouldn't get inside without hurting his precious little brother.
“S-sam!” Bucky gasped as he felt the hard cock poke at his puckered hole, opening slightly for the large shaft.
“Mmmm, feels good baby, already got the tip in.” Sam smiled down at Bucky while stroking those beautiful brown locks.
“More! Sammy put it all in!” Bucky pleaded with the elder, patience gave way to pleasure.
Sam clinched his jaw as he slowly slid inside, he couldn't help the long sigh he let out when he was finally fully sheathed inside his brother. Bucky was incredibly tight and warm, his walls gripping impossibly tight on Sam's shaft, pulsating with each breath and whimper he took.
“Holy fuck.” Sam sighed in pleasure as he felt his dick twitch in content. “You feel so good baby.”
Bucky was a mess of pain and pleasure, his walls were stretched incredibly wide to the point that it felt like too much, but every time Sam slightly shifted his body, the large cock rubbed Bucky's prostate, giving the younger a rush of pleasure.
“Oh Sammy!” Bucky cried while grabbing at Sam's large biceps, kneading the muscle to keep him grounded.
“I'm gonna move Bucky, is that okay?”
“Y-yes please!” Bucky was torn between pain and pleasure, but he's sure that Sam will make him feel incredible.
Sam complied, grabbing Bucky's fleshy hips and thrusting slowly but deliberately, trying his best to angle his own pelvis in a way so that his cock would hit Bucky's sweet spot. He leaned down seeking Bucky's plump lips, kissing the younger man passionately, opening his mouth, licking and sucking on Bucky's entrance.
“My god Buck, so good!” Sam couldn't help but be vocal, he wanted the whole damn town to know that he was having his way with Bucky. “So tight for me.” Sam smiled as he took in Bucky's debauched face.
“It feels so good Sam!” Bucky cried, tears streaming down his pink cheeks falling onto the soft fabric of his bed. “M'gonna cum, Sammy!” Bucky confessed, meeting Sam's thrusts with tiny thrusts of his own.
“Cum for me Buck.” Sam clinched his jaw as he watched his little brother wither under him.
“Oh!” Bucky's back curved as he came in long strides, painting his oversize hoodie white with his own cum. “Inside Sammy, cum inside me!”
Bucky's body twitched with every hard thrust from Sam, he was so close to filling up his little brother completely. Sam was huffing in exhaustion over Bucky's pliant body, trying his hardest to reach his own end. Bucky's rim clinched and pulsated around Sam's meaty shaft, sending the elder into a frantic frenzy, thrusting incredibly fast as he was chasing his own pleasure.
“Fuck, Bucky!” Sam toppled over Bucky, coming incredibly hard and deep inside his little brother's wet hole.
Sam removed his large shaft from Bucky's used cavern, white liquid poured from the stretched hole, pooling down onto the once clean sheets.
“Sammy, you can't tell mom and dad.” Bucky said, innocent blue eyes pleading with his elder brother.
Sam smiled, wondering if he should torture his younger brother and tell him he's gonna snitch.
“I fucked you Bucky, why would I tell them?” Sam snickered, watching as Bucky's face contorted in relief.
“Just don't wanna lose you.” Bucky replied, getting up and sitting on his older brother's lap.
Sam kissed Bucky's forehead, trying his hardest to reassure his baby brother that no one will tear them apart.
“Nobody could ever take you away from me.” Sam said aggressively. “Not even mom and dad.”
Bucky smiled while nuzzling into Sam's warm body, finding comfort in his older brother's loving embrace.