Date: Sun, 17 Jan 2016 05:55:52 +0000 (UTC)
From: JoshRJosh
Subject: Gay Male Incest  A Brothers Love Part 19

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A Brother's love (2) part Nineteen



The plane ride seemed shorter than it was.  I had talked to David about how
I was going to tell them.  We practiced.  He said I was making too much of
it.  "It's going to be fine.  You know them.  Fuck, Josh, you are their
favorite.  To them your shit doesn't even stink."

"See, this how you're an asshole sometimes.  You don't know how it is going
to be and you don't know how hard it is for me.  Even though I am their
favorite.  And for good reason."

He laughed.  "You can be such a dick, you know that.  I know it will be
hard.  That's why I said you should tell them before dinner.  Get it over
with.  Do it like we practiced.  And call me."

"Maybe I will and maybe I won't."

He laughed.  "I love you even though you're a dick, you know that, don't
you?"

I sighed.

"I know you're nervous.  I would be too.  If you want I'll tell them.  I
can call them now and tell them."

"No.  I want to do it.  Just don't say it's easy."

"If I can face up to taking your dick up my ass, you can tell them."

I laughed.  "John's going away for spring break?"

"Yeah, he and friends are going south to the beaches.  I'm looking forward
to you being here."

"Me too."

My grandparents were waiting for me as I exited security.  My granddad
hugged me and said, "You look good."

My grandmother hugged and kissed me.  "You're such a beautiful boy.  And so
smart."  We started walking out of the airport.  My grandfather took my
suitcase and wheeled it behind him.  I carried my backpack.  My grandmother
walked with me with her arm around my waist and I had my arm around her.
She said, "We've been telling everyone we know that our grandson got into
UX and got a swimming scholarship and an academic scholarship."

I smiled.  My stomach felt sick.

We chatted in the car.  My grandfather was angry at my dad.  Actually, he
always seems angry at him.  I try not to talk about him, but he always asks
and then goes on about how miserable he thinks my dad is.  My grandmother
just calls him a jackass.  I tried not to enjoy it.

I put my suitcase and backpack in the guest bedroom and joined them in the
kitchen.  "Beer, red wine or hard liquor?" my grandfather said.

"Ah, what are you having?"

My grandmother said, "I'm having red wine."

"Red wine then," I said.

My grandmother started cooking.  She asked me to make a salad.  My
grandfather sat and drank his Scotch on the rock and talked.  I was so
nervous, I finished my glass of wine in about five minutes.  My grandfather
said, "So, what's on your mind?"

That sick feeling came over me.  I felt the tears wanting to well up.  I
took a deep breath.  "Ah," and then I chickened out.  "What do you mean?"

"I know you, Josh.  Something has you tense.  Sit down and talk to me."

I sat down.  He poured me more wine.  My grandmother sat beside me and put
her hand on mine.  "Ah, so, I guess I should just say it."  I looked at my
grandmother.  She was biting her lower lip. I said, "I'm gay."

"Okay," my grandfather said.  "And you're nervous about telling us
because?"

My grandmother said, "Joshua, you scared the shit out of me.  I thought it
was something bad."  She pulled me toward her.  "Don't do that to me.  So
you're attracted to boys.  When I was your age, so was I.  That's how I got
your grandfather."

I smiled.  "Yeah, but you're a woman."

She nodded.  "My mother had a brother who was gay.  They didn't call it
that then.  I mean it wasn't like now.  And my sister who lives in Maine;
well, she has a gay son.  I think it runs in our family."

My grandfather said, "I tried to tell you that it was okay with us if you
were."

"You mean you knew?"

"No, not knew, but," he sighed.  "Your father mentioned something over
Christmas and then we talked to Sarah."

"He thinks I'm gay?"

"No.  No.  He's convinced that you're seeing someone.  A girl, but not at
your school.  He thinks one of your swim friends fixed you up with a girl.
He asked Sarah about it.  Actually, she said he was really hard on her,
insisting that she knew.  She said that everyone knew you weren't dating
anyone because of your father and what he did to David.  But he doesn't
believe her."

"He's been keeping track of where I go."

"Sarah told us that when you went to visit your brother, your father went
through your room and David's room looking for evidence."

I felt my face burning hot.

He said, "I laid into your father."

"You tore him a new asshole, is what you did," my grandmother said.

I was stunned.  "All my stuff?"  I felt my teeth clenching.

"He found nothing.  Driving home your grandmother said to me, `maybe he's
gay.  I mean it's genetic and there are so many gay boys in my family'.
That started me thinking.  Your brother found a way to get around your
father.  If he could, I was sure you could.  When I was seventeen, I was
after every thing that would stand still for more than five minutes."

I laughed.

"Like I said, I know you.  I know horny when I see it.  Are you practicing
safe sex?

I felt my face blush.  "Yes."

"Good boy," my grandmother said.  "Just be careful about your father."

"Who have you told?" my grandfather asked.

"I told David first.  I was nervous telling him too.  I told a friend of
his who is gay."  I told them about the Partona family.  "Then I told my
friend Aaron."

"He won't tell anyone, will he?"

"No.  Never.  I would have waited until after I told you, but he made this
big confession thing about big gay when I came home from visiting David.
He was so afraid I'd reject him.  Anyway, I told him."

"Is he your boyfriend?" my grandmother asked.

"No.  We're just best friends.  We're going to room together at UX."  I
took a breath.  "In June, after I graduate, I'm going to UX and move in
with David for the summer.  I've got to get out of there.  He's going to
get me a job as a lifeguard, so I'll be able to pay rent."

"You can work," my grandfather said, "But we'll pay your rent."

"No, Granddad.  No."

"Don't tell me what I can do with my money.  I worked and saved and I get
to spend it how I want.  I'm helping your brother and I'm going to help you
and your sister."

I sighed.  "I just,"

"Just say thank you," my grandmother said.

"Thank you."

"Are you going to tell them?" my grandfather asked.

"I want to.  I just have to figure out how.  I think when I tell him I want
to leave early he'll say no, but I'm going to.  If I tell him in June that
I'm gay, he'll throw me out and probably won't let me take my stuff.  I'm
not sure what to do, but I'm telling them."

"We're coming for your graduation and so is David.  We'll figure out how to
get your stuff out and then you can tell him and leave with David and us."

I nodded.  "I love you guys so much.  I was scared you'd be disappointed in
me."

"Joshua," my grandmother said, "Disappointed?"  She shook her head.

"Josh," my grandfather said, "We are nothing but proud."

"David said you guys would be cool."

"He's a good boy," my grandmother said.

We had a wonderful dinner.  When I went to bed, I called David.  He said,
"You've got to learn to listen to me.  I know everything."

I laughed.  "And you're a butt hole."

My granddad plays golf.  So, the next day he and I went out and played a
round.  We had a great time.  After playing, we stopped for a late lunch.
Over lunch he said, "Josh, life can be tough, but I imagine being gay will
make it a bit tougher.  I want you to know two things.  Your grandmother
and I want more than anything to make your life just a bit easier.  Don't
fight us on this.  Someday you'll understand that giving someone else
pleasure is very gratifying."

"I understand that granddad.  Sometimes I just don't feel like I deserve
it."

"Here's the thing about that.  You don't get to decide what you deserve
from me.  I do.  You can accept what I offer or not accept it.  But I get
to decide what I offer and what I don't offer."

"I understand."

"The other thing is this.  Your brother loves you and is very protective of
you."

I nodded.  I felt that tightness thing in my throat.

"And he needs you as much as you need him.  He's a strong young man, but
don't ever think he's not in need of your love and respect.  I've watched
that boy since he was a boy.  He saw how much you needed a warm, loving and
safe place in that house because he needed that and didn't have it," he
said sounding angry.  He sighed.  "He provided that for you and I think in
you he found what he was looking for."

I nodded.

"What I'm saying is that he may look and act like he doesn't need your
strength, your love, but I know him.  He needs you.  Don't ever abandon
him, like your father has."

"I swear, I would never do that."  Tears burned at my eyelids.  "I would
die for him."

"I believe that.  I do.  But I just wanted to put into words what I think
you know in your gut.  One other thing Ð Sarah.  I don't know if that
girl will be strong enough to step away from my son and open herself to the
world.  If she does walk away, she's going to need you and David.  Give her
a chance.  If she goes down the road your parents are forcing her down,
then that will be her choice, but don't close your heart to her yet."

"It's hard, but I understand.  David has forgiven her for what she did.  I
guess I'm trying, but I don't trust her."

"I'm not saying you should trust her.  All I'm saying is don't close doors
yet."

"Okay."

On the way to his house, I said, "I don't understand how my dad came from
you and Grandma."

"We'll talk.  Maybe in June after you leave.  Maybe I can help you with
that."

I stared at him, wondering what he knew that I didn't know.  Lots, I
supposed.

  I said, "I know I've said this before and keep saying it, but I really do
mean it.  I love you and Grandma very much."

He smiled.

We left early the next morning and arrived at David's apartment by
lunchtime.  David was waiting.  He had bought stuff to have lunch at his
apartment.  My grandparents had wanted to take us out to lunch but you
could tell that they were very pleased that David went through the trouble.
After lunch my grandfather wanted to go to campus and go to the student
store where they sold sweatshirts and hats.  He bought a bunch of stuff.
He found a bumper sticker that said, `my grandchild goes to UX'.  My
grandmother made him buy one for her car too.  We had a great time.  They
had been to the campus before when David lived in the dorms, but they
hadn't been to the pool.  David took them on a tour.  It was wonderful to
watch them enjoying themselves.  I think I'm my grandmother's favorite, but
my granddad beams when he's around David.

David walked with my grandfather.  I walked with my grandmother.  She said,
"He's in heaven."  I glanced at her.  "He has with you two boys what he
never had with your father."  I had not thought about that.  "Last year
your brother invited him to a football game.  Josh, he didn't sleep the
night before he was so excited.  He was going to drive here alone, but I
insisted that I come.  I was worried about him.  He was like a sixteen year
old being invited on a date."

"Maybe David and I can get tickets for you and Granddad next year."

"I'll come here, but forget a ticket for me.  I'd rather stand naked waist
deep in the snow than sit in those stands and watch football.  But he'd
love it if the two of you invited him."

"Of course."  I smiled.  "I'd love that."

They took us out to dinner.  When they dropped us off, my grandfather said,
"We're leaving first thing in the morning, so we won't see you."  They had
bought a return plane ticket for me from UX.  I was leaving on Sunday.

"Thank you again, Granddad, Grandma," I said, hugging and kissing them.

David hugged and kissed them.

My grandfather said, "We'll see you in June."

We watched them drive away.

"He said he wants to pay my rent, this summer," I said walking to David's
apartment.

"He told me.  But you should still work."

"Yeah, I am.  I mean I want to.  I want to split the food and other bills
with you."

"We'll work it out."

When he closed the door, he said, "Same as Christmas."

"I was hoping so."  I had told David that the last time I fucked Jamie my
condom broke.  "I got the test results back last week.  Everything was
negative."

We went to his bedroom and began to undress.

David said, "I talked to him.  He promised me that he's been safe, but who
knows.  He asked me about this summer.  I told him that I didn't think it
was a good idea.  But I did tell him that if we ran into each other this
summer, he could blow me."  David smiled.

"No you didn't."

He laughed.  "Yes I did.  He was almost begging."  He chuckled.  "I told
him that I'd let him but that he might have to do a favor for me."

"What's that?"

"Just banking a favor."

David pulled off his boxer briefs and out popped his hard on.  He lay down
on the bed and stared at me.  I was still half dressed.  I looked at him.
He smiled at me.  I took off my pants and briefs.  My erection swung as I
walked to his bed.  I watched his eyes follow my cock.

He said, "It's good to see you," and smiled.

I chuckled.  "You look better each time I see you."

"John wanted to lose weight, so he and I have been eating really healthy
and working out with weights.  I've lost about two pounds but lost an inch
off my waist and gained inches on my legs and chest."

I said, "My weight is the same, but I think I've put on muscle and I think
my cock got bigger.  You'll have to tell me when I fuck you if it feels
bigger."

He laughed.  "You are such a dick."

I kissed him.

It got passionate pretty quickly.  We wrestled with each other as to who
was going to suck cock first.  I laughed as he won and put his mouth on my
dick.  I sighed loudly and put my hand on his head.  He sucked my cock,
taking most of it down his throat.  "David, I haven't come in two days.
I'm close already.  Let me suck you."

He licked my balls.  Took one into his mouth and then tried the other.  He
lifted my legs and then put his mouth over my ass.  I sighed.  He played
with my hole with his tongue and then his finger went in.

"Oh fuck, David.  You're going to make me come."

"Shhh.  Just shut up and enjoy."

I lay back and surrendered myself to him.  He moved his finger around
inside of me and then put his mouth on my cock.  "Oh fuck," I moaned.  I
was so turned on, my body was shaking and I wasn't even ready to come, but
I was close.

He moved up and down on my cock and moved his finger inside of me.

My legs went rigid and began to uncontrollably shake.  My body tensed.  My
dick was so hard it felt like it could burst.  Then my climax hit.  I
thrust upward.  My abs tightened and my head came off the pillow and then I
was down again and shaking.  Then my orgasm started.  I grabbed the sheets
and glanced down at David.  I watched his head going up and down.

I felt cum press through my cock as my legs continued to shake.  "Oh fuck,
David," I called out.  He moaned.  I shook as shot after shot of cum
pressed through my cock and into his mouth.  I could feel him swallowing.
I kept coming.  Even after I stop coming, I was climaxing.

He took his mouth off my cock and looked up at me.  I was still breathing
hard and my body was still climaxing.  "Fuck, David," I said and pulled him
up to me.  He wrapped his arms around me and held me as my body continued
to shake.

"Congratulation on your acceptance and scholarships."

I smiled.  "That was an awesome gift."

"This week is your gift."

I looked at him and chuckled.  "This week?"

"Yes.  This week is about you having a good time."

I laughed.  "Sounds like fun.  But I want you to have a good time too."

"I will."

"You know, Granddad said that providing pleasure for someone else can be a
pleasure itself and be gratifying.  So, if this is my week then you've got
to let me help you have a good time too."

He smiled.

"I know what you like," I said.  "You love getting head, good head and you
loved fucking."

"You know me too well."

"What do you want now?"

"I'll be happy with either."

I went down on him.  Not only do I love that first moment when you feel the
warmth of someone's mouth on your cock, but I love the sound David makes
when I put my mouth on his.  He sighed loudly as I took him into my mouth
and pressed him deep into my throat.  I sucked on his cock.  My dick got
hard.  I moved up and down, taking him into my throat.  He began to thrust
into my mouth.  I didn't want him to come.

I licked the shaft down to his balls.  His smell filled my nostrils and
chills ran through my body.  I buried my nose in his scrotum and breathed
in deeply.  I licked his balls, the area to the crack of his ass and then
lifted his legs.

He moaned as I pressed my tongue into his ass.  He reached for his cock but
I pushed his hand away.  I licked and pressed my tongue into him.  I
slipped a finger in his ass and licked my way back to his cock.  I put my
mouth on his cock and almost immediately I felt his prostate firming.  He
moaned as I sucked and moved my finger around inside of him.

He put his hand on my head.  "Fuck, Josh," he moaned.  His prostate
enlarged.  His legs went rigid.  His hips thrust upward.  He held my head
still and thrust.  "Fuck," he called out as warm streams of thick cum
exploded into my mouth.

I wanted his cum.  I let it gather in my mouth as he held my head still and
shot his load.

I sat back.  I let his cum move over my tongue.  It was thick.  I swallowed
a small amount enjoyed the taste.

He pulled me toward him.  I half opened my mouth and showed him his cum.

He smiled.

I swallowed.

I said, "You taste good."

He kissed me.

We held each other.  He rubbed my head and my back as I lay curled up in
his arms.

"You hungry," he asked.

"A little."

We went to the kitchen and hunted through the refrigerator.  He had cold
pizza from two days ago.  We zapped it in the microwave.  We sat at the
table.  He said, "Is there anything you want to do while you're here?"

I smiled.

"Other than that."

"See a movie maybe.  I don't care.  I brought my books.  I have to get some
studying done."

"Yeah, I've got schoolwork to do."

"You know what you haven't done for a really long time?"

"What's that?"

"Given me a massage.  I could use a massage."

He smiled and nodded.  "I don't know if I have any oil.  But I do have body
lotion."

I lay face down on his bed.  He straddled my hips and sat.  He started by
working my shoulders.  His hands were strong.  I moaned.  He worked my
shoulders, my neck, and my back.  "Fuck, David, you should do this to make
money."

"Massage or sex."

I laughed.  "You're good at both."

He dug his fingers into my upper gluts.  "Oh my God," I moaned.  He knew
just where to apply pressure.  Then his thumbs dug into my buttocks.  He
hit every pressure point and knot I had. I moaned, squirmed and laughed.

Then his finger slipped past my sphincter.  Instinctively, I arched my back
and my eyes rolled in my head.  He said, "Damn, you're tight."

I chuckled.  "My back or my butt hole?"

"Both."

He removed his finger.  I wished he hadn't.  He scooted down and worked my
thighs.  Each time his hand went up my thighs, his fingers brushed my
balls.  My cock went from semi hard to rock hard.  He worked my calves and
feet and then had me roll over.

He pressed the palms of his hands into the front of my thigh muscles, which
were extremely tight.  I about sat up straight.  "Fuck," I moaned.

Then he scooted up and worked my chest, arms and abs.

There are muscles called the Psoas major, or hip flexors.  They connect the
upper body to the lower body and sit just inside the hip.  Like most
muscles in the body, they are important to swimmers and they give a person
with little body fat those grooves along the hips, which I've heard called
`cum runs'.  It is also known as Apollo's belt or an athlete's girdle.  It
the furrow that runs along the iliac crest.

I have an athlete's girdle and my Psoas muscles are always tight.  To get
to them one has to press one's fingers along the hip into the iliac furrow.
There are stretches to work the Psoas, but massaging them can be intense
and David knew all about the Psoas and how to get to them.  Over the years,
he had had me massage his and had massaged mine.

He worked from my lower abs, brushing aside my erection.  Then he pressed
his fingers into my iliac furrow.  I grabbed his hands.  "No, that's okay,
really."

"Shut up and lay back."

I sighed.

He pressed "Damn Josh you are tight."

"I know.  Please go easy."

Gentle he was at first.  By the time he was done I had lost my erection.
But it didn't take long before I was hard when he massaged my scrotum and
cock.  I sat up and pulled him down on top of me.  I felt his erection
press into my stomach.

We held each other.  He bit into my neck.  I lifted my legs and wrapped
them around him.  He chuckled.  "Did I hit a magic button?"

I laughed.  "It unlocks the door to my hole."

"I think it's the door to my soul."

"That too," I said.  "So, shut up and stick it in."

He laughed.  "You are so naughty.  I thought you'd want to fuck me."

"Sometime I will, but right now, stick your dick in my ass and get busy,
Buck-o."

We held each other laughing.  He lubed up his cock and my ass, lay on me
and slowly pressed into me.  I wrapped my legs around him and held him
tight against me.  He didn't move.  We kissed.  Then he began thrusting.

We stayed locked in each other's arms, but moved around the bed.  He had us
on our sides and thrust into me.  Then he was on his back and I was sitting
on top of him bouncing on his dick.  Then I was on my back again.

He bit and licked my neck, face, lips and tongue.  I moaned and groaned
with each thrust.  I was getting close and neither he nor I was touching my
cock.  The friction of us moving and the movement of his cock inside of me
were getting me close.

I grabbed my erection and pleaded with him to fuck me hard.

He grabbed my shoulders and thrust hard into me.  I stroked my cock.  "I'm
going to come," I groaned.

He thrust hard and fast and then moaned loudly.  He pressed deep into me
and shook in my arms.

We held each other breathing hard.  He kept biting and licking my neck.  My
toes curled and my sphincter clamped down on his cock.

I woke late into the night.  As usual, David had an arm and leg over me and
his head rested on my chest.  He was sound asleep.  I listened to him
breathing and remembered that when we were kids and would sleep together
when we went skiing or at our grandparents' house, he'd always sleep
cuddled up against me.

I touched his hair and remember what my grandfather said.  "David knew you
needed a safe, loving and warm place because that's what he needed and
didn't have one."

I thought about him as a child.  Suddenly I felt sad.  So sad, my eyes
welled up with tears.  In all those years I never thought about what he
needed.  What I thought about was all that he provided for me.  I was a
scared kid and he made me feel safe.  Was he a scared kid, I wondered.  Who
made him feel safe?  He had to just brave it out.  That's what he always
did.  He was like a wall that I hid behind, the secret keeper, the trusted,
strong, big brother.  Who did he have?

Tears fell from the corners of my eyes.

Why don't I think of others?  I just cruise along and take people for
granted - like Aaron.  I had decided that I was going to be the best friend
possible to Aaron.  That night, I decided I was going to be the best
brother possible to David.

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