Date: Thu, 3 Oct 2013 16:08:50 -0700 (PDT)
From: Chris Martin <kaholo1154@yahoo.com>
Subject: Godbrother Ricky, Part 18

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Godbrother Ricky, Part 18:

Previously: He sounded regretful for probably letting Mike do what he did.
But to me it sounded all too hot, and his vivid sharing of a hot massage
jack off session got me boned up.

"Sounds very hot!  Wish he massaged me too!  He is hot looking!" I said
trying to light of things.

"What would you have done?" Robby asked me as he walked to his bed and laid
on his back.

"Like I said, it sounds very hot, and I probably would have let him do me
like he did you; I think I would have played with his cock too," I replied
very candidly.

I walked over to Robby and sat at the side of his bed.  "I'm jealous!  I
wish I could massage you and make you feel good!" staring him in his eyes.

"Yeah?" He questioned.  "Why?"

"I like you a lot! And yeah, we're...we're close like brothers, but... but,
you know, (a moment of pause which seemed like a minute or two) I feel more
for you," I replied uncertain how I wanted to phrase things.

"I don't know; I'm confused because I shouldn't have these feelings for
you," I continued but not meeting his gaze that I could feel, but just
focused on his chest and abs.  I let my right finger tips touch his chest
and brushed lightly back and forth several times before I lowered my hand
to his 6 pack and traced the middle crease several times.  And silence.

"What do you mean by, you `shouldn't have these feelings' for me? Robby
asked as he reached for my hand.

I shook my head, "I don't know..."

Robby sat up and lifted my chin so now I was looking at him. "I don't know
what you should or shouldn't feel but right now, I want to do this."  He
leaned forward and kissed me ever so gently.  I kissed him back, and next
thing I felt this heavy rush of emotion.  I started to cry as I kissed him.
I felt myself sink into his arms (just as I had with Rick).

A compassionate kiss—first soft then a bit more intense when Robby
slipped me his tongue and I sucked and bit on it, and gently I pushed his
tongue back with mine and slipped my tongue in his mouth.

He rubbed his hand along my back and pulled me down on the bed along his
side.  I rubbed his abs and chest.  When our lips parted, he kissed me
along my neck and to my ear, which is my most sensitive area.  I let out a
moan and wiggled my body hard against his as I held him closer, and soon I
found myself completely on him—our hard cocks pressing against each
other only separated by two layers of cotton underwear.

Robby rolled me onto my back and grabbed both arms and pinned them back
flat on the bed, and looked directly into my eyes, and my head started
spinning...he had a mischievous smile.

"Oh how I love you!"  In the state I was in I don't know if I said it or
thought it!

He pressed he cock hard on mine and started rubbed back and forth.  He bent
forward kissed me hard, grinding his cock even harder; then kissed my neck
and licked my ear.

"Oh fuck!" I cried out.  Robby knew he had me and he did not let up.  I
arched my back, my cock pressing against his already grinding cock.  He
licked and bit my ear.

"Robby, fuck...I'm gonna cum!" I warned him.

"Yeah, good, me too!" he replied his lips never leaving my ear or neck as
he moved up to kiss me.

My whole body shivered and I held him tight and wrapped my legs around him
and shot my load in my underwear, "arrrrggghhh fuck!"

"Me tooooo...fucccckkk!" was all Robby muttered.

He let go of my hands and I hugged him; my legs still wrapped around his
waist. Robby put his arms around me and pulled me close for a hug, and
kissed my neck softly, sending chills up and down my spine and causing
goose bumps along my legs—every hair follicle responded to that moment
of intimacy.

When Robby stopped kissing me, he propped himself onto his left elbow and
looked at me smiling.  "Damn he is hot!" I thought to myself.

He stroked the sides of my face with the fingers as I rubbed his back.  He
broke the silence, "I don't know how I should or shouldn't feel about you,
but I like you a lot, and being this close to you fooling around with you
is a bonus for me.  I missed you when Aunty Amy picked me up.  I didn't
want you to be alone in the dorm, but I guess more cause I wanted to you
here."  All this time he smiled and looked directly in my eyes.

I unwrapped my legs from around his waist, his legs falling between mine.
I cupped his face and pulled him down for a kiss—soft and gentle.  I bit
his lower lip, which he kind of gave a little laugh.  We rolled onto our
sides facing each other, looking at each other and him smiling so
charmingly.

"Robby, I felt a lot for Ricky, and strange as it may sound, I have this
strong feeling for you too!  You see, I love Ricky!"  I was surprised how
candid I was at that very moment...confessing my love for another man, and
implying that I love Robby too.  "And that is where I am confused, but
Ricky made me feel safe assured me that it was okay to express love for
another...another man."

To break the seriousness of the after sex conversation, I remarked, "Shit,
I gotta get out of this underwear, it's soaked with cum."  I may have cum
that afternoon with Clark and Robby with Mike—I can't speak about Robby,
but I came a lot!

I tried to get from the bed, but Robby held me close, "not so easy
there..." And I thought to myself, "oh shit here it comes, his big brother
inquisition."

Robby continued, "You have the same `strong feelings' for me that you have
for Ricky and you love Ricky?"  I nodded.  He went on, his smiled
broadened, "So, you love Ricky?"  I nodded again.  "And you have the same
strong feeling for me too as you have for Ricky?"  I nodded again.  Then
his smile disappeared, "So Chris, you love me?"

Avoidance and denial struck me, "I love you as if you were my brother."  I
sensed he knew I was not being totally honest and truthful with him because
he just kept his gaze on me searching my eyes, scrutinizing me.

"I thought I heard you say you loved me while we were making out," he
remarked still looking directly into my eyes.  "And that's all I need to
hear when I have you in my arms!"  He leaned forward and kissed me.  "Sleep
with me tonight."

I didn't reply, but felt like a heel for not being honest.  I just stayed
in his arms.  He kissed me on my forehead, "sweet dreams!"  We slept with
our foreheads against each other until the morning when the alarm rang at
7:00 AM (in all the years and guys, I've been with there has only been two
others, who I have been able to sleep forehead to forehead.)

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Thanks for reading Godbrother Ricky, Part 18. I have to apologize for the
lengthy storyline.  I am writing about my experience.  Robby is someone who
was a good friend, and whom on a different level from Ricky, I fell in love
with too. Clark was someone who later became a friend.  I enjoyed writing
of my experience; kind of like re-living my youth!  If you want to write me
with your comments and/or suggestions, please do so at
Kaholo1154@yahoo.com. I love hearing from you and will respond.