Date: Sun, 11 Oct 2015 18:18:55 +0000
From: Nick Carter <xoanon1978@hotmail.com>
Subject: A Brother's Duty - Chapter 5

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growing up and the events that happen during a period in their lives.  It
contains sexual themes and graphic depictions of sexual acts between
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A Brothers Duty: Chapter 5

I felt my heart stop and stood there unable to move.  I opened my mouth to
say something but couldn't get it out, my thoughts scattered and my mind
went blank.

"It definitely sounded like a good night to me," he added.  "Well, for Zach
anyway."

I began to feel light headed and my heart started beating again at what
felt like a million times a second.  "Tom," I finally managed to get out,
"It's not . . . I mean . . . I can explain."  Realising the door was still
open I closed it quietly, turned round and lent against it for support.  My
eyes began to fill with tears and my legs began to shake slightly.  "Please
don't tell anyone, "I begged, "especially Dad.  I don't know what he would
. . .  what everyone would think . . ." I felt a tear run down my face and
was overwhelmed with a sense of guilt, shame and embarrassment.

Tom suddenly looked concerned, put his phone down and came over.  He put
his hand on my shoulder, "Dude, don't worry," he said looking directly in
to my eyes, "I'm not gonna say anything to anyone.  Sorry Nate, I was just
trying to have a laugh about it.  No need to have a heart attack, I kinda
assumed that you didn't care if I knew about it.  After all, it doesn't
seem like you've been quiet about it recently."

I closed my eyes and covered them with my hand, "You mean this isn't the
first time you've . . . er . . . heard something then?" I asked.

He raised one eyebrow at me, "Seriously Nate?"  I opened my eyes and looked
at him.  "The whole street must have heard you last weekend mate.  And I
don't know what he was doing to you on Sunday but when I popped back to
grab something you were definitely up to something in the shower.  I
wondered if I should call an ambulance."

I shrugged off his hand, went over and sat on the end of my bed.  He came
over and sat cross legged on the bed behind me, "You should have seen your
face just now though," he smiled broadly again, "man I wish I got a pic of
that.  Priceless!"

I turned around so we were now both cross legged on the bed, facing each
other, "You scared the shit out of me Tom," I told him, "I thought you were
going to tell everyone what you'd heard."  I felt tears well up in my eyes
again at the thought of it, and couldn't stop myself from sobbing a few
times.

I covered my face with my hands as tears ran down my face.  I felt a hand
on my knee and looked up at Tom, trying to stop the crying.  "Nate,
honestly you don't need to worry.  I promise that whatever you get up to
with Zach won't go any further.  Why would I tell the old drunk what you're
up to?  It would just make everything more unbearable." He took his hand of
my knee, "and Mum would just pretend nothing is going on anyway like she
always does."

I sniffed a few more times and wiped the tears away, regaining some of my
composure.

"Aren't you . . . I don't know . . . aren't you freaked out at all?" I
asked him.

"Why?" he replied, "Are you and Zach planning to run off and get married?
Or suddenly tell the world that you've taken brotherly love to a whole new
level?"

"No" I almost shouted at him, "We aren't planning on doing anything.  I
don't even really know what is going on at the moment so I have no idea
what is going to happen in the future."

There was silence for a second, "So are you, like, I don't know . . .
boyfriends or something then?" He looked at me questioningly.

"We're brothers Tom," I answered, "whatever is going on isn't going to
change that.  I know it can never be anything more than what it is at the
moment.  It's complicated, but we've just had some fun a few times, nothing
more.  Maybe you'll understand when you're a bit older," I told him.

"You're only just over a year older than I am," he sounded annoyed now,
"and don't assume that I don't know what you mean.  You guys get a little
horny and help each other out now and again.  Nothing wrong with that .
. . my mates and I have done it before, and the other night I thought you
were going to offer when you were laying there watching me."

My mouth gaped open now, amazed at what Tom was saying, "You knew I was
watching?" I asked, "And what do you mean you and your mates have done it?"

He shrugged his shoulders as if it wasn't anything important, "Yeah, I
could see you were awake but you were obviously happy to sort yourself out
after I had finished, like normal, so I just left you too it."  I felt my
face go bright red with embarrassment that he had caught me and the
realisation that he had known all those times I had wanked off after
hearing him doing it first.  "My mates and I do it all the time too so I
don't really see what the problem is."

"Do what?" I asked incredulously.

"Help each other out," he answered as if it happened every day, "you know,
wank each other off.  Sometimes you just need a helping hand.  Though a
couple of weeks ago this girl at the skate park did it, she just reached in
while we were kissing behind the caf‚ and helped herself.  Was fucking
amazing though dude, best time ever.  Better than any guy had given me at
least."

I was speechless again now, not in shock like earlier but amazement that he
was just telling me all this as though it was an everyday occurrence.  I
was turning sixteen in a few weeks and had spent my teenage years so far,
well at least until last weekend, jerking off by myself dreaming of what I
would do when I was older.  Now my fourteen year old brother tells me he
has been fooling around with both guys and girls.  I wondered what I had
been doing wrong the last couple of years to miss things like this.

I noticed that whatever Tom was thinking off was turning him on as there
was now an obvious bulge inside his underwear.  I suddenly realised that I
was still only wearing my school shirt and nothing else.  My semi hard cock
had finally gone down with the shock of being discovered but I felt it
pulse slightly looking at my little brother now.

"I thought for a minute that she might suck me as well but, to be honest, I
was so surprised it happened I shot my load pretty quickly," he continued,
"she didn't seem that impressed at getting her hand covered in my cum
though." He laughed as he finished.

"How can you be so relaxed about all this?" I asked him, "I mean, aren't
you worried that someone will find out you and your mates . . . um . . .
play with each other?"

He shrugged again, "Don't know, it's just fun isn't it?  Doesn't make us
gay or anything does it?  Just a few horny guys having some fun.  It's not
like you and Zach are suddenly going to announce your gay is it?"

My heart stopped beating again and I could feel myself wanting to admit to
Tom that I was gay.  That things like this meant more to me than just guys
having some fun.

"I don't think Zach is gay, no, he definitely doesn't seem to just like
guys . . . but . . ." I hesitated, not wanting to continue.  I wanted more
than anything to be honest with someone but it was so much harder than I
thought it would be.  Just two simple words, I'm gay, but I couldn't make
them come out my mouth.

Before I could continue Tom interrupted me, "Not that there's anything
wrong with it if you were," he glanced down looking embarrassed now
obviously sensing there was more I wanted to say.  "I just mean that
sometimes guys need to relax a little and if your mates can help then why
shouldn't they." He looked back up at me again, "What about you though, are
you . . . you know?" he asked looking serious, "you can tell me anything
Nate."

I took a deep breath, the next few seconds seemed to last forever, "I
. . . I . . . I don't . . ." I stuttered as I tried to answer. "I think
so," I finally managed to say.  Tears began to fill my eyes again, "I mean
. . . yeah I think I am."  I tried not to start crying again.

Suddenly Tom had his arms around me and was giving me the biggest hug ever.
I hugged him back and for a minute we just sat like that on my bed.  I felt
the tears recede and eventually he pulled away and sat back in front of me.

"I fucking knew it," he said looking pleased with himself.  "I'm guessing
you haven't told many people then?"

I laughed a little, "Many? Try any."  I smiled at him now, "you're the
first person I've ever said anything to."

"No way dude," he looked surprised.  "Surely you've told Zach?" I shook my
head.  "Wow, he must know though after what you've been getting up to?"

"I don't know, he hasn't mentioned anything and if he isn't then he might
just assume I'm not," I shrugged my shoulders, "We haven't really spoke
much about it all yet."

"Well, I feel proud that you have trusted me with your secret first," Tom
said, "It means a lot."

I laughed again, "well it's not like I had much choice really is it.  You
kinda caught me red handed and not sure how I could've explained everything
without telling you."

He looked embarrassed again, "I'm really sorry Nate, I didn't mean to force
you in to this.  I just thought it would be fun to see your reaction when
you came back in.  Didn't know it would lead to this."

Now it was my turn to reach out to him, placing my hand on his knee, "don't
worry about it.  I needed to tell someone and who better than you."

We both smiled at each other and the mood seemed to relax.  It seemed like
a weight had been lifted off my shoulders suddenly, and I felt closer to
Tom than I ever had before.  He wouldn't have been my first choice to tell
but actually it seemed right.  I was amazed at how confident and open he
was, especially as he was only fourteen.

He placed his hand on mine, he looked serious again and it made me realise
how he sometimes seemed a lot older than he actually was.  "I can't promise
I won't use this knowledge against you though," he had a cheeky smile on
his face now, "just remember that when I want you to do my chores."

I laughed, "I'll do whatever you want.  Just promise me you won't tell
anyone.  Please."

"I promise I won't tell anyone," he held his hand up in a mock scout
salute.  "And you may regret agreeing to do whatever I want."  He pushed
himself up the bed and lent back against the headboard.  "I'm not
completely surprised you're gay to be honest."  It felt weird having him
say it like it was normal, I was so used to keeping my feelings hidden that
I wasn't really comfortable yet with someone else knowing.  "You were so
obviously checking me out sometimes," he chuckled, "and the noisy sex
recently was a big hint as well."

"I wasn't checking you out . . ." I started to protest.

"You so were," he interrupted, "most nights and mornings I've caught you
having a quick glimpse.  Admit it, I'm hot and you like it."  He laid back
with his hands behind his head stretched out on the bed.  For a moment he
reminded me of Zach.  "Is it just your brothers you have a thing for then
or are there, like, guys you aren't related to that you find attractive."

I laughed again, "of course there are other guys", I said.  "Just none that
I really trust or that I think would be interested.  It's not easy you
know, we aren't all as close to our mates as you seem to be.  What if they
hated me because I'm . . ."  I struggled to say it out loud, worried still
that something terrible would happen.  My voice dropped to a whisper
". . . Because I'm gay.  School is hard anyway I'm not sure I could cope if
everyone knew."  My voice shook just thinking about what it might be like.
"Are you really okay with it?" I asked, "Even the stuff with Zach?"

Tom sat forward again, "honestly Nate, I don't care that your gay, it
doesn't change anything between us.  And you can do whatever you like with
Zach, I'd be more careful though if you don't want Mum and Dad to find out.
I suppose he's quite fit if you're in to that sort of thing, so I can't
blame you for enjoying yourself if you can.  And it sounds like he knows
what he's doing."

"Don't see why it would be an issue for anyone, everyone should relax and
enjoy themselves more." He laid back and stretched out again, "So tell me
everything then.  It sounded like you enjoyed whatever the two of you were
doing.  Never been so close to a couple of people fucking, two guys or
not."

I blushed, again.  "Can I put something else on first though? Feeling a bit
exposed here at the moment."  I started to get off the bed.

"Nate, we see each other naked every day and I've heard you fucking our
older brother, I don't think you need to worry about putting some pants
on," he stopped me before I had moved too far.  "You really do need to
chill out more dude."

"No one's fucked anyone," I told him.  "Not yet anyway," I added under my
breath as I got back on the bed and lent against the headboard next to him.
My school shirt was long enough it covered most of my crotch.  Part of me
was still coming to terms with how mature Tom seemed about everything.  I
wish I had been like that when I was his age.

"Did you just forget to put your clothes back on then?" he asked, "You
don't normally wander round the house with everything waving around.

"Um . . ." I tried to think of a reason for my semi nakedness but decided
to just be honest after everything else we had talked about.  "No, I made a
bit of a mess on them and Zach said he would put them in with his washing
tomorrow."

Tom chuckled quietly, "couldn't control yourself eh?  Tell me then dude
what has big bro been doing to you?"

"There's really not much to tell really, Saturday was the first time we had
done anything," I started to tell Tom what had happened.  How Zach came
home, watching the film and then him making his move.  I didn't mention
anything about Alex and Simon, wasn't sure Zach would want me to tell
anyone about it.  When it came to the detail of what we did I tried to be
vague about it, feeling uncomfortable about telling anyone.

"So if you've not been fucking then have you at least sucked each other
yet?" he asked after a while.

"Um . . . yeah," I replied nervously.  "That's what you heard him doing to
me in the shower, and what I did to him earlier."  I felt myself blush
again, I really needed to learn to talk about this stuff without getting so
embarrassed.  Thinking about everything that had happened though was making
me horny again.  I could feel the blood flowing to my cock and it twitched
slightly under the bottom of my shirt.  I was trying not to glance down
Tom's body while I spoke but I couldn't help myself every now and again.
It looked like he was enjoying the conversation as well I thought.

He laughed loudly, "You both must have a talent for it if it felt as good
as you made it sound.  How big is he then?"

"What?" after all we had talked about I was still surprised by how blunt
Tom was.

"Zach, how big is his cock?  Can you swallow it all?" he seemed to
genuinely want to know.

"Er . . . I don't know I didn't measure it," I knew how big I was so tried
to guess how big Zach would be, "I think it was about 7 inches maybe?  And
yes I could thank you very much," I finished with a smug smile.

He moved his hand down and rested it on his cock, his fingers moving as he
gently rubbed it.  "And did you?", he asked slyly, "swallow I mean?"

"Some things should remain private don't you think?" I was feeling very hot
now.

"You fucking did didn't you," he laughed loudly again.  "Lucky guy, I can't
wait to feel that," he glanced over at me, "getting sucked not the sucking
part.  Not sure I'm up for that," he laughed slightly.  "And I think I'd
prefer a girl, you never know though." He gave me another big grin.  "Must
feel amazing."

It was my turn to grin at him now, "It does, not felt anything like it."

"If I don't have any luck with that girl maybe I'll have to come see one of
you."  He gave his cock a squeeze through his underwear and then, before I
could say anything lifted himself off the bed and took his boxers off.

"Sorry Nate, I really need to sort myself out now.  All this talk has got
me going."  Without unbuttoning his shirt he lifted it up and over his head
then threw it over on to his bed.  He looked down my body, my cock was hard
and standing out between the bottom of my shirt.  "Don't hold back on my
account," he said as he settled himself down, "No secrets between us now is
there."

He lent his head back, closed his eyes and grabbed his cock.  I watched as
he slowly started to wank himself.  I could see that his body was almost
completely hairless.  There was a light dusting on dark hairs at the bottom
of his legs and I thought I could see the beginnings of a few soft hairs on
his balls.  Apart from that his skin was smooth and looked silky and soft.

His nipples were small but I could see they were hard, I resisted the urge
to lean over and nibble one of them, and his cock looked about an inch
smaller than mine.  It looked big in relation to the rest of him though and
he was uncut just like Zach and I.  His body was lean and fit, and he
already had the beginnings of some good muscle definition.

I unbuttoned my shirt but left it on, leaning back next to Tom and wrapping
my fingers around my own cock.  I was focused on his hand moving up and
down his own dick.  Every now and again he would pause and run his fingers
over the head, stretching his foreskin slightly.  I began to work my own
cock, enjoying the familiar feel of my fingers running up and down it.

It was hypnotic watching his hand work his dick, he obviously knew what
made him feel good as he adjusted his grip every now and again, or worked
it in a particular way.  His breathing would become shorter then and little
moans would escape his lips.  I found myself matching his rhythm with my
own hand, our bodies twitched with pleasure every now and again.

After a while I was aware that he had opened his eyes and was watching me
wank.  For the next couple of minutes we lay there watching each other, the
only sounds our breathing, the odd exclamation of pleasure and the noise of
our hands on our cocks.  I could see a shimmer of sweat on his body, the
room was getting hot in the warm spring night, and it accentuated the
muscles on his body, straining as he worked himself closer to his climax.

It wasn't too long before I noticed his balls tightening and his hand began
moving faster.  My own cock pulsed in pleasure and anticipation of watching
him shoot.  Without much warning I felt my body tense as I passed the point
of no return.  A shot of cum flew out of my cock on to my stomach and I
gasped as I was overcome with pleasure.

The rest of my load spilled out, pooling just above the head of my cock and
running slightly down my hand.  As the last few drops dripped out of me Tom
wanked his dick one last time as he unloaded over himself as well.  "Fuck,"
he sounded hoarse as he moaned through his orgasm.  He didn't shoot far but
once finished there was a big puddle of juices that his softening cock was
laying in, and it ran slowly down his left side.

"Nice," he laid his head back again, "I really needed that.  It's gonna be
good not having to hide doing that from each other now I know you don't
mind, fuck dude, it probably makes it better for you."  He smiled at me and
reached down to scoop some of his cum on to his finger.  He sniffed it once
and then without pausing stuck his finger in to his mouth sucking the
liquid off.  He scrunched his nose up and looked over at me, "You like this
stuff then?" he asked.  "Tastes . . .  weird if you ask me."

My mouth was open and I was staring at him. "What Nate," he shrugged his
shoulders, "just wondered what it was like.  Seems like you and Zach enjoy
it, and Mum always says we should try things before saying we don't like
them.  You never tried yours to see if you liked it?"

I gave him a blank look, "actually no I didn't," I answered.

Tom laughed, "So you're gay but you never thought to try something you
hoped to be drinking down at some point?  Seriously Nate, you need to be
more adventurous.  Just go for it sometimes rather than waiting for
somebody else to make it happen."

I thought about this for a few seconds and, without asking, quickly reached
over and scooped up some of his cum too.  I licked it off my finger before
he could say anything and gave him a big smile.

"Doesn't seem as sweet as Zach's did," I told him, "but then I worked
harder for that.  You are only fourteen too I suppose."

He smiled back and laughed again, "I'll take your word about Zach's.  Not
sure I'll be rushing to taste mine again so you can forget anyone else's."
He looked over to my bedside table, "Do you have anything to wipe this up
with?  Unless you want me to just use your duvet?"

"There's some tissues in the top drawer, pass me some too."

He managed to get the tissues out without spilling much of his cum on to
the bed, passed some over and wiped himself up.  As I cleaned myself up he
headed back over to his own bed and climbed in.

"Tom," he turned round as I spoke his name, "thanks for . . . well
. . . being so understanding and everything tonight.  But, really, please
don't tell anyone about any of this.  I'm not ready for everyone to know
and I will tell people when I want to."

"No problem," he answered sliding under his duvet, "you don't need to
worry.  Your secret is safe with me, I promise.  I'm gonna get some sleep.
Night Nate."

"Thanks," I told him, "and night.  Sleep well."

I got up and turned off the lights, leaving only my bedside lamp on.
Getting under my covers I reached over, turned that off as well and then
lay down in the darkness.  I felt more relaxed than I had for a long time.
Confiding in Tom about everything seemed to have release a pressure inside
of me.

I still couldn't believe what was happening with Zach, and now Tom as well,
but I felt closer to both of them than ever before.