"No. Thor. Stop. What in the world are you doing?!" Loki hissed.

"Shut it and stop struggling, Loki." Thor murmured in response.

They were both in the green eyed prince's room, in the middle of the night, when
everyone else were asleep. Thor had snuck in not too long ago, wearing his usual
attire as well as Loki, knowing his brother wouldn't be asleep yet. He always
practised his magic during night time, due to the major difference in how many
times he would be interrupted.

The trickster had been in the middle of performing a spell, when the golden sibling
of his came up behind him, hugging him against his chest. At first, the lithe
sorcerer merely sighed in clear irritation, but when Thor's lips began to land on
the back of his neck, he had become suspicious.

"I mean it, you oaf. Stop whatever you are doing to me and explain." The owner of
the priceless emerald eyes exclaimed.

Loki had tried to wiggle out of his brothers grip, but he was no match for the
muscle. Thor simply neglected to listen to him, keeping his lips on the back of his
neck. He then allowed his lips to move, open to let the tongue run its taste buds
over his skin. That silenced the trickster, until the god of thunder could feel the
smallest of shudders run through the other god, and he knew exactly why. Knowing
his brother was ready to hear his answer, he removed his lips from his neck and put
it beside his ear.

"I am going to make love to you."

Now his raven haired sibling froze. But only for the shortest of moments,
afterwards he pushed himself from the golden god and turned to face him, anger in
his eyes.

"What makes you think I want that?" He said, a spark of denial in his behavior.

Oh but Thor did know that Loki wanted him. He had seen more than the trickster
thought. A few times when he had been unable to sleep, had his path lead him to the
doors of his brothers chambers. More than once had he heard his own name being
moaned silently, more than once had he heard it being shouted, more than once had
he seen the most well hidden secret of his brother. Every little reaction to when
he stretched, fought with his friends in sparring matches, or against Loki himself,
had Thor observed that little hint of desire sparkle in the greenest of eyes. And
at some point, his own body began to reflect those feelings. Finally, this night,
it became too much for the golden god.

"I do not think you want it, Loki, I know you do." He said as he slowly moved
closer to the other man.

At first the other seemed surprised, but soon Thor saw the well known denial he had
expected to be there.

"No you don't. You have no clue what I want, and certainly it wouldn't be you. I am
not into men, much less my own brother!" The other said, the pain of embarrassment
well hidden, but still detectable for the blonde.

Now he made the final step over to him, closing his arms around his waist. The fact
that Loki hadn't moved backwards as Thor approached him was also evidence that he
didn't want to move away from this, from the golden god.

"Quit denying me, Loki." The thunderer whispered, locking eyes with the green ones
before moving his lips towards the other's.

The trickster met his gaze, and the well known desire could be clearly seen to
sprout in the younger male. But as soon as Thor tried to kiss him, the usual
stubbornness was up again, guarding what the smaller god didn't want to admit. Loki
turned his head away, avoiding the kiss.

"Stop it now, Thor. I do not want this, you hear?" He hissed as the blonde's lips
contently fell to rest upon his cheekbone instead.

But by now the thunderer was certain the other was lying. His cheeks felt warmer
than usual under the blonde's lips, clearly indicating a blush that couldn't be
seen in the dim lights that the candles provided.

"If you do not want this, how come you respond to me?" Thor smirked.

The thin lips of the lithe sorcerer came together in a line, but that quickly
vanished as Thor took the opportunity to kiss his brother while their eyes were
locked again. Once his brother's flesh met his own, the thunderer could feel how
Loki let go, now that the older couldn't mock or tease him.

The lithe sorcerer pushed into the kiss, melting completely to Thor, who kissed him
back with all that repressed longing that had piled up through time. Their mouths
moved in harmony, opening and closing in a passionate rhythm. The older brother
heard the smallest of moans escape his sibling, and smiled into the kiss, trailing
a hand from his waist up to rest behind his neck, keeping Loki where he was for a
bit longer. The hip his hand left wiggled slightly when he gave it a squeeze, and
afterwards continued up his body. It caused a gasp to escape the smaller one of
them.

Thor let go of the kiss, pulling back to gaze his brother in the eyes. Those
beautiful emeralds were hidden behind closed eyelids for a short moment after the
kiss, and Thor knew it was because he was still in the aftermath of finally getting
what he wanted. The emotions the other tried to hide so well were clear in those
forest green orbs, ready for the thunderer to read and smile. And that smile became
even wider with his brother's realization of how clear his emotions were, even
though he'd tried to hide it.

His tongue may shade the truth, as he was so famously titled for, but his eyes were
not silver skilled liars.

"See? You want this." The blonde smirked teasingly at the raven.

Loki just scowled and turned his head in an embarrassed blush, trying to hide it
from the golden one. That was, until Thor gently pushed his hips against his
brothers, finally earning a proper moan as his sibling was caught off guard.

Then he moved quickly, beginning to lick and nibble at the lithe trickster's neck
again, all the while grinding his hips against the other, feeling his arousal grow
with every thrust. Loki's reaction was to groan again and bury his hands in the
golden tresses, steadying himself with his stronger sibling's muscles. Soon he had
marked every inch of the flawless milky skin, wanting to taste more. Lusting for
his raven brother's small quivers, the way his breath would catch when Thor found
one of his weak spots. Starting at the top, the golden god began to open the
raven's attire, his lips following the process.

Soon the long overcoat was open, gently pushed from Loki's shoulders, and the older
one of them relished in the stubborn look of denial in his brothers eyes, yet he
kept silent. Probably afraid that Thor would actually listen if he protested again.
Deciding to try one of the perfect pink nubs on his brothers chest, his tongue
darted out, tasting and licking the nub. Loki breathed in sharply, whimpering a bit
and writhing when Thor’s teeth would squeeze it gently.

“Thor.. Sto-.. AH!” The younger tried to protest again, although now it was evident
to the older one how much the smaller man lusted for this moment.

So, as an alternative, he decided to understand his brothers protests oppositely,

urging him to keep going, give him more. Apparently, he was making the right
decision depending on the tricksters reactions. Soon the stronger golden god was
done licking, kissing and occasionally biting his panting company's chest, moving
lower down to where Thor had been watching the arousal of the other grow to what it
was now. Occasionally, the other man had granted the panting mess a single thrust,
giving a slight friction to the other who gasped and bit his lip each time.

Although every time the thunderer tried to catch a glimpse of his brother’s flushed
face and hooded eyes, he had turned his head, growling or hissing some threat or
denying comment. But then again, Thor just took every word as a plea to keep going.

Down on his knees, Thor took the opportunity to begin opening the other man's
pants, relishing in how he could hear the breath getting caught in the delicate
throat. Soon the other god's arousal sprang free, twitching a little with each
panting breath. It was beautiful.

The blonde looked up, catching his brothers green gaze seconds before he moved his
mouth forward, letting his tongue dart out to lick tenderly around the head of the
large member. Loki almost forgot to breathe at the friction it gave him. Soon the
thunderer could feel how the trickster fought bucking and moaning, but determined
to get him to moan his own name with him present, he let his lips open and slide
over the head of the sensitive manhood. This earned him a loud groan, but not with
the content of his name.

Intensifying the speed bit by bit, Thor let his tongue enjoy the bitter taste of
the other man's pre cum, knowing what he did felt good. Loki's panting increased
along with it, occasionally groaning and moaning, bucking a bit when the older one
would go back to the head and suck hard.

Pulling his head away from the member still leaking, he looked up to the face
enjoying him, mouth slightly open to be able to pant, eyes closed.

"Say my name Loki."

He wanted to hear it, he needed to make the other man let go and realize he was
finally getting something he wanted. The raven needed to say his name to achieve
the next level of which pleasures Thor would grant him. The emeralds hidden behind
tightly closed eyelids suddenly snapped open, watching the golden one with
embarrassment.

"I... I told you, that I don't want this. Why-.. Why would I moan your name?" Loki
panted in response, though the denial was only his tongue now. Thor could see he
wanted to scream it.

"I never said you had to moan it. Only say it." He smirked. Loki would never have
said moan if he wasn't ready to do just that.

Knowing he made a mistake, Loki just stubbornly closed his mouth, not willingly
giving in to the thunderer. Raising a brow, Thor decided to accept the challenge.
There was no denying for him that he also wanted to get to stage two, but he would
only go there once Loki had moaned his name. Fiercely grabbing Loki by his hips,
Thor shoved the hardened organ into his mouth, sucking, licking and teasing the
best he could.

The trickster was taken off guard by the explosion of pleasure cracking through him
from his nether regions, letting out a scream. Not what he wanted to hear, Thor
kept going. He could care less if Loki came twenty times before he was ready, but
he would get him to moan his name. Not too long after, he could feel the body above
him begin to tense, and looking up he watched Loki's head fall back slowly.

Alright then. Pain and pleasure, brother. Thor increased his speed, advancing his
licks, putting more pressure on his suck. Loki moaned and tossed his head, arching
his back, tensing before his orgasm.

Then, just before the green eyed god released, did the thunderer pull away,
watching his brother give away a sound of desperation, bucking against nothing.
Those priceless emeralds became visible, and glared at the golden one grinning
back.Watching the frustration grow in his sibling was amusing. It was easily seen
that Loki wanted to shout at Thor why he had stopped, but that would give away that
he really wanted this. It would disgrace him, and the older brother could see the
internal struggle happening.

Thor stood, taking a step closer to the trickster, close enough to lick his ear
while his hand found the leaking member. Stroking painfully slow, he knew that the
younger god was close to release, yet not close enough.

"One word Loki. One, simple word and I will grant your wishes. I will make you feel
like never before. Just one word.." Thor seduced the panting mess.

The golden one knew how badly Loki wanted to give in. He knew how close he was.
Stroking faster, the older brother caused the raven to bite his bottom lip to keep
from making the one noise he had been close to for so long.

Finally reaching his breaking point, Loki released with a shout in the form of
Thor's name, causing a thrill to run down his spine. Feeling the tricksters cum
flow over his fingers made the thunderer groan, causing the raven to moan again
with the arousal running through him.

Raven locks tossed back, green eyes shut, and heavily panting would describe the
trickster, as Thor continued to stroke his member. The elegant long legs of his
brother shook, just barely able to keep him standing.Thor finally released his hold
on his brother, putting his arms around the gasping mess, keeping him from falling.

"Was that so hard?" The thunderer whispered into his sibling's ear, causing another
shudder to run down his spine.

Finally, both of them could move on to the next stage. If Loki thought Thor was
done with him, he would be badly mistaken. Since the lithe trickster could barely
stand up, the thunderer put an arm under him, picking the panting mess up in his
arms. This earned him a hiss from the other god, but no comment or that sort of
protests. Moving them both to the bed, he put down the lithe trickster, laying down
beside him while he caught his breath.

Once he had, the thunderer leaned up on one elbow, surging down to meet his
brothers lips in a passionate embrace, returned by the sorcerer. Climbing over to
lay completely against the raven, Thor used the time in between to strip himself
off of his tunic and armor, removing Loki's attire along with his own. By "attire"
the pants were the only thing needing removement in his case.

Swiftly moving on, Thor wasted no time in beginning to caress his brother's every
inch, enjoying each and every noise of pleasure he was able to milk from the
silvertongue. Loki had a hard time collecting his senses in between his every wish
and dream coming true. Moaning and panting, he returned Thor's embraces, still
trembling a bit from his previous orgasm.

Though the trickster had to admit, Thor had talent. Either that, or the more
believable option, he was way more experienced than the silvertongue. The golden
one could easily feel how his brother slowly re-entered the state of arousal,
noticing the steady increase of pressure around his abdomen as the raven's pole
hardened once again.

As soon as it was at full raise, Thor bent down from caressing his brothers torso,
to touch the veiny shaft. Loki inhaled sharply, twisting his hips a bit to create
friction. Smirking up at the panting mess, Thor let his tongue dart out to run
along a swell on the shaft, up to end at the head and licking around it.

The slight teasing ceased shortly though, since the thunderer decided it was time
to attend to his own pulsing arousal. He had neglected it on purpose for too long
now, and Thor was becoming impatient.

“Are you ready Loki? Will you accept me inside you? My hard, big manhood granting
you pleasure beyond the dreams I know you’ve dreamt.” The blonde seduced, lowering
his voice.

“Will you let me love you?” The blonde growled into the ear of the moaning mess
beneath him.

Being unable to answer properly, Loki’s only reply was nodding, letting out an airy
yes. It was evident on his very being that the trickster was as ready for this as
the thunderer. Though still, neither of them could deny the small amount of nerves
that filled the sorcerer, when Thor gently laid his hands on his thighs, spreading
his legs to reveal the virgin hole waiting for him.

Pressing gently against the clenched muscles, Thor growled with holding back.

“W-.. Wait!..” Loki panted beneath him, small ounce of fear in his voice.

The golden one immediately stopped, not wanting to hurt his brother.

“What’s wrong?” He asked, voice full of concern and lust.

Loki moved beneath him, escaping his grasp slightly.

“I want to do this. I fear you might let your lust take over, becoming the animal
you currently look like. Let me ride you instead.” The younger trickster stated,
pushing at Thor to twist their body’s positions.

The older one allowed it, just barely able to bite back a growl when that flawless
body situated itself on top of him. His thick, long pole pressing against Loki’s
entrance. Squirming slightly and panting, Loki started to lower himself. He gave
away a hiss of pleasure when the larger head of the even larger organ slipped
inside him. Continuing, the younger prince started to stroke his member to ease the
process and let Thor slip further inside.

Soon, Loki’s whole body sheathed the huge manhood of his brother, panting and
moaning whenever either of them moved to get comfortable. Thor growled beneath him,
eyes shut tight and hands clenching on the sheets and his hip. That only spurred
the trickster though, he enjoyed the slight pain. Smirking, he let himself slowly
start to ride his brother. The first move was slow, and caused a loud moan to
emanate from the slender form on top of the blonde. He was honestly not prepared
for it to feel this good!

Thor couldn’t contain himself, for once, and immediately started to slowly move in
his brother. The younger prince above him moaned, stroking himself and at the same
time being penetrated over and over again by the one man who could do this to him.
Slowly, steadily, the older one of them built up the depth and speed of his
thrusts, groaning when Loki cried out at the deep touch to his prostate.

“Thor! Gods! Don’t stop, please!” Loki cried on top of him, leaning over him and
intertwining the hands not on either his hip or cock.

Those slender hips started to move with him, pressing down as he thrusted and
lifting when he pulled back. The hand between them never stopped stroking and
pulling on the swelling member of Loki, gently dripping precum on the abs of Thor.
Not that he had it in mind to care, if anything it aroused him even more to know he
was within his brother, by now shamelessly pounding away in the moaning mess on top
of him. Picking up even more speed, the moans grew louder and more intense.

“Gods.. Loki!” The god of fertility cried out at the same time as Loki cried his
name, cumming deep within his brother.

White streams of spend his his stomach, coating both of them in the pleasure
pouring from the hole in Loki’s member. Cramping tightly together for a few more
seconds, it was over. The trickster collapsed on top of his brother, panting just
as much as the thunderer. As soon as they recovered, the raven’s head lifted,
meeting sky blue eyes. Then their lips met, grins shining through their kiss. They
had both needed this for so long, and now that they had it, there was no way they
were stopping it now.

“Again?” The God of Mischief asked when the kiss ended.

“Always.” The thunderer responded, already hardening again inside his sibling.

It was going to be a long night indeed...