Scammed of his heart

Ethan's POV

I sat at the dinner table, my mind a million miles away as I distractedly played around with the food on the plate, the echoes of my father voices barely reaching me

“Ethan! Are you listening to me right now? I asked how the date with the Salvatore daughter went?” my father voiced out, his sudden sharp tone dragged me back to reality as it pierced right through my thoughts.

I looked up, feeling a jolt of shock. Jeez, just how long did I zone off again for? This is certainly getting alarming, do I need to go see that therapist again now?

I forced a smile, trying to hide my already stressed out face, as the last thing I need is for my father to ponder on that, “The date was okay I guess.”

“You guess? Seriously Ethan, this is the 10th girl you are guessing about, you are no longer getting young you know and as my heir, you need to have reliable finance soon!”

I let out a sigh as honestly, I was fed up with the conversation already, it was never something different, always the same old stupid topic.

It's been years already, and I still haven't picked one. Doesn't he get the hint by now that I'm not interested in women, or does he just want to ignore it as he does about every other thing in my life?

“Dad, I'm still quite young, and also I literally just got into college, do I really need to find one right now?” I asked, already irritated at the entire conversation.

He instinctively hit his fork against the table,“Yes you do, and you will, understand!” His tone was sharp, cold.

“Well, I doubt that seeing I just don't see any of them having a future with me and most of all, they honestly aren't even pretty.”

His expression told me he certainly was pissed off at that moment. He leaned forward, his voice taking an even more serious tone, “Listen kid, this isn't just about you understand, so I don't care if they are not pretty, or you don't like them just pick one.”

As expected, it is always about the family business, never about his son, not surprised though, he had never been the type to care for anything else than business.

The surrounding air seemed even more tensed up as he slowly massaged his forehead to calm himself down,“Asher, please speak some sense into your brother's head,” he said, his eyes fixed right on my brother Asher, or to be more specific, my adopted elder brother.

The one who my father never had a problem with and neither did I, he was so much different from me, what you call the golden son.

His well muscular build, manner, diligence, speech everything was perfect, and even his look made him more outstanding as no one could ever hate those dark black soft hair of his that perfectly complimented his grey coloured eyes and to make everything much perfect he was in the basketball team.

We both loved Asher very much, well, my love for him was certainly different from my Dad's.

I gave him a sharp stare with the words ‘help me’ seeing if he doesn't, father won't let this topic die down tonight.

He let out a little smirk as he winked at me with those seductive grey eyes of his that sent flutters straight up my belly.

I know his wink is meant to reassure me, but I couldn't just help but blush, I mean, who wouldn't? To such a gorgeous person.

It has been five years now I have had Asher as a brother, it has also been five years since I knew I was gay and that I had the craziest crush on him.

It started with just little butterflies in my belly, but now just his touch turns me right on, so I try as much to avoid them.

But I doubt he knows that, though, as he has only ever treated me and seen like a younger brother, and also he certainly is into women, specifically his girlfriend Rose.

The one who get to enjoy that dick of his every day and night, their moans hunting me for fours years as they always did it in the room next to mine, and honestly, it was torture.

“Father, you know you can't force feelings, right? And Ethan is still young, I'm sure he will find someone very soon, and I guess I might as well help him in his search now, right Ethan?”

Those grey eyes fixed right on mine, as my eyes slowly drifted right to his lips, and I honestly wished I could dip mine in his and suck them dry at that moment, letting him devour my whole soul here and now.

“Right Ethan?” His deep voice woke me right up as I felt his sudden grip on my thigh.

“Yeah sure right… Asher can help me” I chuckled nervously with a smile as I tried to control myself at that moment.

But I knew I wouldn't be able to hold out for long for sure, cause with each slow grip of Asher hands on my thigh, I was getting hotter.

My entire body ran hot, my breath caught in my throat, my pulse heightened as cold sweat broke right across my skin.

I inhaled slowly as I covered my head right down to avoid them both seeing my already flushed face.

Ohh shit if this continues any longer I will surely get fully turned on.

Asher, please just let go, I prayed in my mind that he would free me from this torture.

Finally, my father let out a sigh of assurance, “Well then I guess I will trust you Asher, Ethan you are to meet Elizabeth the daughter of Mr Mosaic, tomorrow after school for a date, Asher, you see him through a bit okay.”

“Will do, sir.”

I slowly tried to free my thighs from his hands, but it only got tighter, as he tilted his head with a smirk and muttered, “I got your back, little bro.”

Ohh shit that was the straw, I got turned right on, I could already feel my dick hard, rubbing against my thighs.

Ohh no, I can't let them find out I'm hard right now.

My breath uneven as I suddenly got right up, my father and Asher stared at me confused, “Well then I have classes in the morning tomorrow, so I'm going to bed now, goodnight.” I muttered as I avoided their gaze and swiftly left the room.

I ran right to my room, shutting the doors close as I went straight to the bathroom.

I stared right my reflection, my face flushed and so red, I slowly undressed myself as I stared at my ungodly cock protruding upwards, hard as fuck.

Just how could I have let things get this bad? Thank goodness I was able to leave before they both noticed.

I turned the shower right on as I then slowly stroked my protruding dick as I imagined Asher right in front of me, his mouth right on my cock.

“Ugh… Asher… Ahh!”

The image of him, putting his dick in my hole, came right up in my mind, turning me on even more as I stared at my lewd reflection.

I wish you were here, Asher, to see how much of a slut this younger brother of yours is for you.

“I need you so badly, Asher…ahh! Ahh!”

I stroked faster and faster as I thought of Asher grabbing and fucking me deeper and deeper.

I had never had sex before, but just the thought of his body in mine, made me even hornier.

“Ahh” I moaned out loudly, the sound of the water rushing covered my lewd noise.

As juices splashed all over the mirror, exhausted, I dropped right down the tiles, letting the shower water wash me off.

I felt so good, but I knew Asher fucking me for real would feel even more ecstatic than this.

But there is no way that would ever happen, I know for a fact he likes women, and he would certainly never want to try doing it with someone as pathetic as me.

Those seductive grey coloured eyes of his, his beautiful black hair and his succulent pink lip…ahh, I wish I could just have a taste of it.

“Ahh, Asher, if only you would look at me and fuck me the way you do with Rose,” I moaned out as I began stroking my already hard dick again.

Fuck, this is so wrong, how could I have such thoughts about my elder brother?

I slowly caught my breath as the sound of my door caught my ear.

Wait, didn't I lock it?

My eyes instantly moved towards the door, as I straight up froze, shocked at the sight of my brother Asher staring down at me.

Ohh shit, did he just watch everything that had just happened?