Kamil and Karim had been blessed many times over. They were tall and handsome with fit, well-formed bodies. Kamil, who was twenty-four and a student at the university, had a beautiful girlfriend who he planned to marry upon graduation. Karim was three years younger and was working in his father’s shop until he entered the university the next year. He had never had a serious girlfriend, but with his good looks, he had many available admirers who were happy for him to fuck them. Therefore, he was able to satisfy his lust whenever he chose.

Kamil also never felt horny. He loved sex and was fortunate his love was also his lover who had a similar love for sex. He loved fucking her pussy, and he fucked her from the front, from the back, with her riding his cock. He ate her pussy and loved her sucking his cock, but not always at the same time because he loved to watch her suck his cock.

Kamil hated shaving, so he wore a beard and mustache he kept trimmed very short, and which made him look older than he was. His chest and stomach sported exactly the right amount of hair and he had a thick bush framing his generous cock. Karim had only a light beard which he shaved daily, and a smooth body adorned with hair only in his armpits and groin.

Their father had a successful shop in the capital and a good head for business, so they had grown up living a comfortable life.

And then tragedy struck, twice.

Kamil discovered his girlfriend was also fucking her cousin. He probably would have killed them both, but again the fates intervened.

There was a devastating earthquake which destroyed both their father’s shop with its inventory and their home. The fortunate thing was none of them were killed nor injured, but the only thing they had was the money their father had in the bank and most of that he owed. They had suddenly gone from wealth to poverty. Their father was so despondent they feared for his life.

At the mother’s insistence, they returned to the tiny village where their father had been born and relatives could provide a haven for them.

In the village, there were few young women, and most of them had been promised in marriages arranged by their parents, as was the old custom still followed there. Or they hoped to wed the young men who had wooed them, which meant they must be pure. Also, a young man with no money to pay for a wife had no prospects. And thus the first months passed, piling frustration upon frustration.

One night it was hot and dry, with a strong sirocco blowing. Kamil couldn’t sleep, and the hot dry wind stirred passions in him and sent his blood throbbing through his veins. He finally left his bed and walked outside, looking up at the star-filled sky. It was no cooler here.

He returned inside and wandered through the house, coming finally to the room in which Karim slept. He stood looking at his brother, whom he loved, lying on his stomach with his head resting on his arms. His brother slept with a dim light burning and he could see a sheen of moisture covering his smooth muscular back.

He knew his brother, and he knew he didn’t sleep on his stomach, but Karim didn’t acknowledge Kamil’s presence.

What Kamil did next he had never previously contemplated, but he didn’t question his actions. He knelt on the bed and began lightly rubbing his strong hands over Karim’s back, moving them down and massaging his buttocks and then up to his back. Karim didn’t move.

He wore the same elastic-waist shorts for sleeping as did Kamil. Kamil pulled them down exposing the top half of Karim’s rounded buttock’s cheeks and continued his gentle kneading. He leaned down and kissed the small of Karim’s back and moved, running the tip of his tongue down the exposed cleft in Karim’s buttocks. He rose up and resumed the gentle massaging of Karim’s back, again pulling down the waistband of Karim’s shorts.

Karim raised his hips, letting Kamil pull the shorts down to his knees. Kamil again ran his tongue down through Karim’s ass cleft, pausing to briefly tickle Karim’s anus with the tip of his tongue, then continuing down to the area between Karim’s legs called the perineum, then back up, repeating the tickle, and going on up until he kissed the back of Karim’s neck.

He was still wearing his sleeping-shorts, but he lay on Karim’s back, moving his lower body in a grinding motion against Karim’s buttocks. He stuck his tongue in Karim’s ear and then kissed his cheek. Karim turned his head so their lips met. Karim had never contemplated kissing his brother, but this night at this time it seemed the right thing to do.

Karim lifted his body from the bed so that Kamil rolled off him and onto his back, not sure what Karim meant to do. Karim grasped Kamil’s shorts and pulled them down and off, so they were both equally nude. He then bent forward and took Kamil’s erect cock into his mouth, going down until his nose was in Kamil’s patch of black hair, paused to feel his cock with his tongue, and then went up and down.

Kamil lay back with his hands behind his head, exposing his hairy armpits. He watched his beautiful brother’s mouth lovingly go up and down his cock for several warm wonderful minutes.

Karim rose up so he was erect on his knees. Kamil looked at him and was filled with love for his brother, love for his body, love for his cock. He sat partially up and leaned on one elbow, putting his eager mouth on Karim’s cock, relishing the feel. He sucked him while Karim ran his hands over Kamil’s shoulders and back and through his hair. Kamil wanted more.

He got on his knees and they kneaded and stroked each other’s cocks while they kissed, first tenderly and then passionately. Kamil gently pushed his brother down onto his hands and knees and licked his tongue up and down his ass crack as he had before, but this time he concentrated on his puckered brown hole. He then placed the end of his cock at the hole and entered him. Karim was so relaxed his sphincter showed no resistance and opened to welcome his brother’s cock.

If he had ever tried to imagine what it would feel like to have his brother’s cock in his ass, he would never have been able to do it justice. It was everything he had been told paradise would be like. As Kamil moved his hips forward Karim moved his backward to meet him. Kamil fucked him and ran his hands soothingly over Karim’s back and reached under and felt his stomach and squeezed his chest.

He had Karim turn over onto his back and held his legs splayed open while he fucked him more, looking into his dark eyes. Kamil pulled Karim up and sat back on his haunches so Karim was on his lap, his legs wrapped around his waist and their tongues entwined as his cum erupted from his cock, filling his brother’s ass to overflowing.

He pulled his cum covered cock out and lay on his back, with Karim kneeling again. Karim began to jack his cock and Kamil lay there looking up at him, admiring his young brother’s strong body and beautiful face. He desired his cock more than he would have known possible. He’d lift his head and lick it with his tongue and lie back and watch, then rise up again to put his lips on the head, or stick the tip of his tongue in his piss hole, anticipating what was to come from it. He would move his head under and suck on Karim’s balls, and then lie back again, watching him jack his cock.

Karim said, “Here it comes,” and Kamil opened his mouth.

The first spurt hit his top lip but he covered the cockhead with his mouth so he’d miss no more. Karim pushed his cock further into his older brother’s mouth and held it there until he knew he had no more cum to deliver. He pulled it out and slowly got off the bed. He realized he smelled of sweat and lust and his brother’s cum.

He turned and Kamil watched him walk down the hall to the outside shower. At this moment Kamil had a revelation; this had not been a unique experience fueled by lust. This had been ordained by a higher power. He knew now that until one of them got married, or at least was in a serious relationship, they would continue to have sex, and perhaps even after. Who knew what fate dictated?

To his amazement, his cock was still hard. Never before had his cock remained hard after coming. He wasn’t ready to let this moment go. He leaned against the wall, pulled on his nut sack and with the cum that still coated his cock he jacked off thinking how it felt with his cock buried in his brother’s tight ass, how Karim had looked jacking off, how the residue of his brother’s cum still on his tongue tasted.

When he came he let his cum spurt onto his chest and stomach and then closed his eyes and breathed deeply. Karim walked into the room and paused, looking at the handsome brother lying there naked, his softening cock still in his hand, his cum glistening on his body.

“You’re so hot,” he said.

Kamil opened his eyes and laughed.