Date: Thu, 18 Jun 2009 21:22:31 -0400
From: Andy Cain <andy999@live.com>
Subject: Men of Brothers & Sisters

"Brothers & Sisters" is the property of ABC, Berlanti Television, and After
Portsmouth. Nothing in this story reflects on the show, or on the actors
who play the characters. This is merely a work of fan fiction on my part, I
have no claim on these characters.

Please avoid this story if you are not the legal age where you live, or if
you object to sex between men.

If you have any story ideas, or comments, feel free to e-mail me.

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Kevin Walker and his husband Scotty Wandell seemed to be a perfect fit, but
as happy as they were, there was a strain of unpredictability in their
relationship. Kevin, the legal mastermind, made less money than Scotty, now
a sous chef after years as a cater waiter. Kevin, ostensibly the more
stable of the pair, clung to Scotty like a life preserver, the sound of
Scotty's soothing, soft voice massaging most of his cares away. Now that
Scotty was becoming more and more successful, Kevin felt unneeded,
alone. When Kevin felt unneeded, he started to look for comfort, anywhere
he could get it.

He looked up from his papers to stare at his brother-in-law and boss,
Senator Robert McCallister. A very conservative Republican who had taken a
chance on his liberal gay nemesis. Robert had become more and more of a
friend to Kevin, or at least Kevin understood him more. Kevin wanted to get
to know him even better. His matinee idol looks, those deep blue eyes, that
chiseled jaw, the wavy dark hair. His hard, but not overly muscled body. He
was every woman's dream man, and as Kevin zeroed in on the perfect backside
which cushioned Robert's tight black trousers, probably every gay man's as
well.

As Robert started to turn towards Kevin, an embarrassed Kevin fumbled with
his papers. He saw Robert scanning him, in that robotic way Robert could
sum up a person without batting an eye. He blushed.

"I think you need a break, Kevin."

Kevin was about to argue when he realized he was more interested in staring
at Robert's crotch bulge than in debating the point.

"I...yeah."

He cleared his throat, running a hand through his thinning, curly brown
hair as he went into the hallway, deserted on a hot summer day. Even foot
soldiers sometimes had lives to live. Kevin envied them.

He tried Scotty's cell, getting nothing, as usual, in response.

"Scotty, please call me. I need you."

He really wanted to hear Scotty's voice right now, teasing him, reassuring
him. Failing that, he really wanted Scotty's big dick up his ass. He always
felt calmer when he was bottoming. Jason had told him he was the most zen
power bottom Jason had ever met...

Jason. Where did that come from? And the mere thought of Robert's minister
brother, Kevin's ex-boyfriend, made Kevin's very thick 7 inches swell to
the point of public embarrassment.

Kevin went to the bathroom, checking to see that no one was around. As he
lowered his fly, he considered going to a stall, but the thought of someone
walking in on him masturbating made him feel so good he couldn't resist
temptation.

He stood in front of the mirror, his girth barely able to be held in one
hand. As he fisted his fat cock he tried to fish his balls out of his
slacks. Finally giving up, he angrily ripped open his belt and shoved the
pants and boxers down around his ankles. Kevin looked at his reflection,
his teeth sinking into his full lower lip as he stared down the wild-eyed
man in front of him. He tore open his dress shirt, buttons clanking to the
floor as he toyed with his nipples, his nails digging into the nubs, the
air conditioning wafting through his chest hair.

Just as Kevin began to get close to blowing his load, the bathroom door
suddenly opened.

"I was beginning to worry..."

Robert was left slack-jawed as he saw Kevin savage and stripped, such a
contrast from the usual neutoric, tense man he'd come to rely on.

He had several emotions running through his suddenly very warm body, but he
let his sneer carry the day.

"Give me one good reason why I shouldn't fire you and have you barred from
this building."

Kevin just smirked and pulled Robert to him, clamping their mouths
together, a viselike grip on the back of Robert's head.

Robert planned to resist, but Kevin was a very good kisser, teasing
Robert's mouth open in no time, breaking down his barriers. The truth was
there had always been a strange chemistry between Robert and Kevin, it was
always leading up to this moment. And Robert hadn't had any in quite a few
months, even when he was with Kitty, sex was usually the last thing on
their minds.

He allowed Kevin to push the jacket off his shoulders, unbutton his white
dress shirt, pull the tails out from his trousers. He pulled Kevin's shirt
off, the pale hairy, slightly plump chest in contrast to the ab-perfect,
tanned, smooth chest Kevin had his hands on.

Kevin took in the gorgeous view before he began licking his way down
Robert's toned pecs and flat stomach.

"Kevin, are you sure..."

His last attempt at sanity ended when Kevin tongued his navel.

Kevin undid Robert's belt with his teeth, obviously having some
practice. Robert barely even noticed as Kevin lowered his jeans. He was so
confused, yet never more sure of anything in his life. He shivered as the
cool air hit against his long, leaking cock. His 8 inches slapped against
his bare stomach, pre-cum flying up to his pecs.

Kevin licked the cum away, planning to share it with a hesitant Robert.

"I've never..." Robert started.

Kevin didn't seem to believe him. Instead, he sank to his knees, working on
deepthroating his boss, his brother-in-law. Kevin had such a look of
contentment on his face, as his saliva ran down his cheeks, as he fully
swallowed the man he had such a complex relationship with.

Robert couldn't look for more than a moment. To know he'd finally brought
the smug Kevin Walker to his knees...

"You wanted my dick from the first day we met, didn't you, huh? Is that why
you were so angry all the time? Jealous of your sister?"

He slowly removed himself from that delicious mouth, slapping Kevin's
cheeks with his throbbing hardon.

"I think we both know a better place for this."

Kevin grinned. He had such a beautiful smile. Robert would tell him that
someday. Not right now.

Robert smacked Kevin's beefy buns as he hobbled, pants around his ankles,
over to one of the sinks. Robert doled out generous portions of hand soap
from a dispenser, lubing Kevin's hairy hole. Kevin grunted as Robert worked
one, two, three, finally four fingers in, crudely digit-dicking him. Kevin
tried to jerk off, but Robert moved his hands away. Finally he began to
slide his cock against the cool porcelain sink as he fucked himself with
Robert's fingers.

Slowly, the fingers were replaced with a cock. A slab of meat which filled
him to the hilt. The curve to the right was one Kevin hadn't experienced in
a long time and which teased his prostated in such long, painful strokes
that Kevin was brought to tears of pure pleasure.

"Yeah, right there...right there..."

Robert yanked at Kevin's hair, biting at his exposed neck and throat.

"You're such a slut, Kevin. All those principles...all
those...fuck...beliefs...and look at you know. A slave to my cock."

Kevin laughed, his voice ragged with desire and no trace of guilt.

"You're right. I am a slut. Just ask your brother what he did to
me...y'know you're an even better fuck than he was..."

Robert's images of his brother's perfect body naked, sweating, pounding
into Kevin's expert hole, sent Robert over the edge before he even had time
to banish the thoughts.

"FUCCCCK!!!"

Kevin was soon filled with Robert's semen. Robert's beefy thighs pounded
into him in a way which was going to leave bruises, but Kevin didn't
care. Scotty would be too busy to notice anyway.

Robert slowly pulled out, rapidly cleaning himself off. He refused to look
Kevin in the eye, but when he didn't, he kept drifting to other parts of
Kevin's hot body.

"Wanna watch me cum?" Kevin panted, jerking himself off in a frenzy,
throwing his head back with relieved sobs as he blew his load all over his
meaty thighs and furry stomach.

Robert did watch him. And he would replay that image in his mind for many
nights.

Robert wasn't going to let Kevin know how much he had enjoyed this. He
wasn't even going to admit it to himself. Instead, he left with a warning.

"Don't ever do this here again. And don't EVER mention my brother to me
again. EVER."

Kevin just shrugged.

"Fine by me."

As Robert closed the door, he tried to ignore Kevin's smirk. He felt like
Kevin had, in some way, won. He felt like nothing would ever be the same
again.

That night, when he was drinking alone in his empty office, he got a text.

"Hey bro. Stopping in for few weeks. See u soon. J"

Fuck. Robert wasn't sure what to do. He took another drink, and did his
best to ignore the erection suddenly building between his legs.