Date: Sat, 24 Aug 2013 15:16:38 -0500
From: Jim 002 <jim002@outlook.com>
Subject: My Peculiar Life Chapter Two

                        My Peculiar Life
                      By jim002@outlook.com
              Copyright 2013 by jim002@outlook.com

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This story is fiction. None of the characters are based on real
people.



                               Two
   I ran to my room and checked my email. I laughed as I did it,
but maybe he had pictures of himself already on his computer.
There wasn't anything, yet.
   Tom walked into the room. I smiled at him.
   "Hi, Dad-to-be."
   He grinned.
   "Tonight, before you go to bed, I want you to clean yourself
out. Do you know how?" I nodded. "Once your mother is asleep, I
will come in here. You won't be a virgin when you wake up
tomorrow," he whispered.
   "It's too risky. She might wake up and look for you."
   Tom sighed. "Maybe you are right. It would ruin everything
before it even starts." He was quiet for a minute. "Do you want
to suck me?"
   "Oh, god, yes!"
   "After she goes to sleep, I will come get you. We will go
into your bathroom. You can suck me. If she comes looking for us,
I'll tell her you had a pain and I was checking you."
   "That sounds good."
   "I'll want you to suck me every morning after Eve leaves for
work." I smiled and he chuckled. "That is, if you don't mind."
   "Mind? Are you kidding? I really, really want to do it!
   "Oh, yeah. Joey wants you to call him."
   I handed him his phone. He took it and called his brother.
   I checked my email. There was an email from Joey. I realized
I didn't want Tom to see it. I thought that was dumb, though and
opened it. There was a close-up of an erect, uncut dick shot from
above. I could see his hairy chest and belly. I could tell his
hair was growing out. The hair on his chest was shorter than
Tom's. It was a very hot picture. I sure hoped it was Joey,
because I wanted the man in the picture. I read the email.
   "You did this," he wrote. "I will send more pictures soon."
   Tom was standing next to me.
   "What do you think?" he asked me.
   "Beautiful. I want it."
   "Tell him," Tom said, handing me his phone again.
   "Hi, Joey. I love the picture."
   "Are you going to send me one?" That hadn't occurred to me.
   "I'm not nearly as interesting."
   "I bet I will like it."
   "I will send one."
   "Send several. Get Tom to take them."
   "OK."
   "Tom, Joey wants you to take some pictures of me and send
them to him."
   Tom grinned. "I will."
   "Do you want to get fucked with the cock in the picture?"
Joey asked.
   "Yes."
   "Are you sure?"
   "Absolutely certain."
   "Then I promise you will be."
   "What else?"
   "Are you HIV negative?" I asked him.
   "Yes."
   "I want to suck you. I want your cum in my mouth."
   "You will get it. I promise. I'm going to meet your needs,
Gary. Tom used to love the fact that his cock made me happy. I
hope mine can make you happy."
   "I think it will. Thank you, Joe."
   Joey laughed. "I should be thanking you! You saved my life,
Gary." He was silent for a moment. "I was seriously thinking
about committing suicide."
   I burst into tears. I felt like a baby. "Please don't do
that, Joe!"
   "Oh, baby. I won't. I promise." I don't know why, but I felt
less like a baby when Joey called me baby. "I like being called
Joe. Do you prefer it?"
   "Joey sounds like a bottom. I don't know why."
   "You are right! Joe, it is. I'm your Joe."
   I handed the phone back to Tom and wiped my eyes.
   "What did you say to him? He's crying!" Tom said on the
phone.
   "Oh. Oh! Oh, Joey!" I watched Tom's eyes water as Joe told
him. "We love you! OK. Good. That's great. Just great. Bye."
   Tom put the phone down. He wiped his eyes. "I had no idea he
was that depressed."
   "I am so glad you called him, Tom."
   "Yeah. God!"
   Mom walked in. I closed the email, although she was facing
the back of the display.
   "What's wrong?"
   "Joey told me he had decided to commit suicide. He got a
prescription for the pills," Tom said.
   "Oh, no! I'm really glad you told him to come here."
   "Yeah."
   "We need to get a bed for the spare bedroom," Mom said. "The
futon won't do for every night."
   "Oh, yeah. I didn't think about that," Tom said.
   "We need to get sheets and all the rest. Oh! And at least one
comfortable chair."
   Mom looked at us and burst out laughing.
   "Those are two 'Oh, god, no!' faces if I ever saw them! I
need to pick up some bras, too. Come on Gary, it will be fun!" I
stared at her and she laughed.
   "Would you like me to go buy them?" she asked us.
   "I can't ask you to do that, babe," Tom said.
   "You can about the bras!" I said. Mom and Tom laughed.
   "I was kidding about the bras. It's OK. It will cheer me up.
Spending money does that. And I want to do it for your brother.
Hmm."
   "What is it, babe?"
   "Is he picky? Is he going to hate what I pick out?"
   "He likes earth-tones. He argued about that a lot with his
ex, who liked pink, which he called mauve."
   Mom laughed. "Oh, good, god! I thought mauve was out a long
time ago! It must be in again. Earth-tones will be great. What
size bed? Queen? I don't think he will have visitors, will he?"
   "No. I doubt he would feel comfortable bringing them here."
   "Oh, yeah. But I can't buy a twin bed. That's like a sign
saying 'one occupant per bed'" I laughed. "Not subtle."
   "Get a queen. We might have a pair of guests at some point."
   "Yeah, that's true."
   Tom walked over and kissed her. I smiled. I wasn't jealous
and that was a good thing. She got him first. And I had Joey, it
seemed. That made me happy.
   She left. After we heard the car drive off, Tom walked over
to me. I was sitting at the computer. He pulled me up and kissed
me. It was perfect. I opened my mouth and he pushed his tongue
into it. We kissed for a couple of minutes.
   "You are a good kisser, Dad to be."
   "Thanks, son. Do you want your old man to fuck you?"
   "Yes, but I'm worried about Joey."
   "Yeah. Do you want him to be your first?"
   "No. I want you, but-"
   "You want me, but you are wondering whether you should let
Joey go first."
   I nodded.
   "And I have to admit, the picture looks awfully tempting."
   "I could tempt you with an extremely similar picture."
   "How similar?" I asked, grinning.
   "Joey is just a tiny bit bigger than me, but otherwise, our
cocks look alike. I told him he was bigger because of all the
semen I pumped into his body. We are both hairy. I have more hair
on my back than he does, although I haven't seen his back for a
few years. He may have gotten hairier."
   "Well, I don't need tempting. I'm madly in love with you."
   He smiled.
   Tom pushed his shorts down, then his briefs. I saw his cock
for the first time. He sat on my bed and pointed at the floor
between his legs. I grinned and knelt there.
   "Suck me, baby. If things work out the way I hope, you'll
have a matched set of these."
   I took his stiff cock and pulled back the foreskin. I began
licking the head. He tasted wonderful. Warm with just a touch of
salt. I had seen his cock soft, but never erect. It looked like
it was a little less than seven inches long. I took him in my
mouth and Tom sighed. I began sucking him. I was careful with my
teeth. I looked up at him. He winked at me. I loved that. He
leaned back on both his outstretched arms. I reached up and felt
his hairy chest. I sucked until he pushed me off him.
   "I'm not ready to come."
   I looked at his balls. I bent down and took one on my mouth.
I couldn't get the other one in my mouth. Then I opened my mouth
as wide as I could and got the other one in. I licked them, as
best I could.
   "That's a little painful."
   I let them out of my mouth.
   "Sorry."
   "It's OK. I know this is your first time. I'm your first." He
grinned at me. "I'm very glad you don't know what you are doing.
I love the idea of teaching you about sex, although Joey will get
to do a lot of it."
   "You mean Joe. He likes me calling him that."
   "Yeah, when you said Joey sounds like a bottom, I bet he
does. I wonder if he wants me to call him Joe." I didn't know.
   "He wants pictures of me. Will you take some?"
   "Sure! Get the camera."
   I got up and went to my shelved and got it.
   "Let's send a variation of the one he sent you. Lie down on
your back."
   I did. Tom turned the camera on the then straddled me.
   "I'm going to take the same shot he sent you, but I want your
mouth open."
   I grinned. Tom laughed.
   I looked up at Tom with the head of his cock resting on my
tongue.
   "Oh, baby! Joey is going to shoot in his pants when he sees
this!"
   Tom took several pictures. "Now take the head in your mouth.
Keep looking at the camera." I did. "Oh, Gary! You look great
with a cock in your mouth! I can't wait to see Joey's there." He
took more pictures.
   He pulled out of my mouth.
   "Now get on your knees with your head on the bed. Reach back
and pull your cheeks apart. I want to show him what's waiting for
him here." I did. I sure hoped my butt was clean! Tom moaned and
shocked me when I felt his tongue on my hole. Then I really hoped
it was clean. Then I remembered I had a BM before my shower. It
was clean. Tom began licking my ass and it was the most
incredible feeling. He pulled away and took pictures.
   "OK. Now lie on your back and jack off while you look at the
camera."
   I did.
   "Oh, that's hot. I've watched you jack off, you know."
   "No. I didn't know. That's how you knew I looked at your
pictures?"
   "Yes. The window behind your computer gives a great view. The
bushes his the fact that I was looking in your window." I
couldn't believe it. Why would a man like Tom want to watch me? I
was boring. "I've shot several loads against the side of the
house."
   "I wish you'd shot them in my mouth or ass."
   Tom chuckled.
   "Well, I figured that if you weren't ready to admit you are
gay, you weren't ready for gay sex."
   That made sense. I nodded.
   "But don't worry. I plan to make sure you get as much
MacPherson cock and cum as you want.
   "Let's send these to Joey. Then I can ask him if he minds if
I fuck his boyfriend." Tom grinned at me.
   "I want you to fuck me. I realized that. I love you. I don't
love him, yet." Tom nodded. "I would rather my first time be with
you."
   "I would like that. Meanwhile, Joey-I mean Joe-will know you
are definitely thinking about him."
   We walked to my computer and I pulled the flash card from the
camera. I stuck it in my laptop. A window with the pictures
popped open.
   "Wow!" I said, when I saw the photo of Tom's cock on my
tongue.
   "He is going to shoot when he sees that. Send him an email."
I did. I attached the photo. "Say 'I wish you were here'." I did
and I sent it.
   Tom loved one of the shots of my asshole. It didn't do
anything at all for me. I told Tom that.
   "Of course not. When Joey or I look at that, we think of
fucking it. You don't. See if you like mine. Tom pulled his
cheeks apart and bent over. I did! I licked his ass and he
shouted, "Holy fuck!" I laughed. "No one has done it to me
before." I licked it a few more times.
   "I plan to do it a lot!"
   "I won't say no!"
   Tom picked out one of the photos of my butt and one of me
jacking off. I attached them to another email.
   "On this one, put 'Please hurry'." I smiled. "And anything
else you want to say."
   There wasn't anything else, so I sent the email.
   Tom picked up his phone.
   "Check your email," he said.
   Tom grinned at me while he held his phone. I got behind him
and began licking his hole again.
   "Oh, fuck, Joey! Gary is rimming me." He paused. "Probably."
   "I want to rim you, Joe!" I said, loudly.
   Tom laughed.
   "I know! They are hot! He is hot! Do you want me to start
calling you Joe? Then Joe it is.
   "Listen, Gary wants me to fuck him. Well, I wasn't sure how
you would feel. OK. Yeah, I'll get pictures. I think right now.
Eve is out buying a bed for your room. She should be gone a
while. Oh. I didn't think of that. No. You're right. You might as
well bring your own. Yeah. Yeah. I'll call her. I'll call you
later. Love you. Bye."
   Tom dialed Mom.
   "Hey, hon. I just talked to Joey and he thought he could
bring his bed. He has chairs, too. Oh, really? Sure! Why not? OK.
Love you. See you soon."
   Tom put down his phone.
   "Your mom wants to look at bookshelves for my office, so she
may be buying those, instead."
   "Oh, yeah. You have all those books still in boxes."
   "Yeah."
   "Do we have time for you to fuck me?"
   "We should, if we don't take too long. Have you got Vaseline
in your bathroom?"
   "Yes."
   "Get it. Get some in your ass with your fingers, then grease
me up. I want you on top. You can decide how quickly I enter
you."
   I got undressed and went to get the Vaseline. When I came
back, Tom was on my bed stroking himself. He shook his cock.
   "Do you want this?"
   "More than anything. I mean that."
   Tom grinned at me.
   "I want you to fuck yourself on my cock. That will show how
much you want it. I want you to fuck yourself until you make me
shoot inside you."
   I groaned.
   I got some Vaseline on two fingers and pushed them inside me.
I watched Tom stroke himself while I did it. Then I got Vaseline
on both hands and wrapped them around his cock. I rubbed the
Vaseline over his dick.
   "Oh, that's nice, baby."
   I climbed over him. I reached back for his cock and held it
up. I moved until it was pointed at my hole. Tom picked up his
phone and took pictures. I wanted better pictures than that. I
climbed off the bed and got my camera. I handed it to him and
straddled him again.
   "Take it slow."
   I lowered myself. After about a minute, part of him slipped
inside me. I groaned. It hurt. I closed my eyes. I could hear the
click of the camera.
   "Look at me."
   I did.
   "I love you, Gary."
   "I love you! I love you so much."
   As I said that, more of him entered me. Tom put the camera
down and reached up and pinched my nipples hard. I groaned and
found myself sliding down his dick. It really hurt, but he was
inside me. He picked up the camera and started taking pictures
again.
   "Damn, my brother is a lucky son of a bitch to get this as
often as he likes," Tom said. I thought that was assuming a lot.
I mean, I wanted Joey to fuck me, but I didn't know that I would
let him do anything he wanted. Then I thought of the picture. The
hairy chest and the stiff cock. That stiff dick would be mine.
Would I ever say no? Probably not.
   Tom ran his hands over me as the pain subsided.
   "I would dearly love to have both you and your mother in my
bed. If your mother wasn't in the mood, I'd turn to you. Maybe
your mother would rim me while I fucked you."
   I stared at him and then laughed. "I can't see that
happening."
   He shook his head. "No rim job?"
   I laughed, "No."
   "Do you think I could get her to suck my balls while I fuck
you?"
   I laughed. "Ask her."
   "Maybe not."
   He smiled at me.
   "How are you doing, son?"
   "I'm doing great, Dad! I'm not a virgin!"
   "Nope. Now make me come, baby. Hurry. I want to shoot another
load in your mouth before you mother gets home. Once I've bred
you at both ends, I will know you are mine."
   I began moving on his cock. It hurt, but the expression on
his face made it worth it.
   "I would love to have you and Joey in my bed."
   Tom grinned. "Would you?"
   "Yeah. When you turned me down, I would turn to Joey."
   "Wouldn't ever happen. I would never say no to you, baby."
   I grinned at him.
   "You'd have both our cocks inside you."
   "Oh, god! I want that."
   "Oh, you're going to get it. We'll be having a lot of three-
ways. There's a lot of MacPherson cock in your future. When we
were teenagers, I shot every load into my little brother. You are
going to be getting them from both of us."
   "Good! I was afraid you might not fuck me once Joey is here."
   "Gary, we are making love. You are my lover. We will be
lovers for the rest of our lives. But I have a wife that we both
love. You are just going to have to take second place to her.
That doesn't mean I will neglect you. Every chance I get, I will
give you what you need."
   "I know she come first. I don't want you to leave or neglect
Mom."
   "You will have Joey. And I'm hoping you won't have to share
him. He will be all yours. I think once your mother gets used to
having Joe around and once she learns you are gay, she will
accept him as your partner. Her father was twelve years older
than her mother, so hopefully, she won't be too upset at the age
difference." I nodded. "When he gets here, if you don't mind, I
want you to have a lot of sex with him. Several times a day, if
you are willing and we can arrange it. Glenn will be a distant
memory after a week."
   I nodded. "I hope we will have a lot of sex for the rest of
our lives." He grinned at me.
   I ran my hands over his chest, arms, and shoulders. Then I
started fucking myself.
   "Yeah! That's the way to make Daddy cum! Yeah. Fuck yourself!
Yeah!"
   After a minute, he started stroking me. I groaned and came.
We both laughed as my spunk hit his mouth, coating his lips. He
shocked me by licking my cum off his lips. He kept stroking me
and a blast hit his chin. He thrust up and groaned.
   "Sweet Jesus! I'm breeding my boy!"
   He grabbed my waist with both hands to hold me still and made
little thrusts up into me. My orgasm was just about over but his
was almost as pleasurable for me. I looked at all the cum I had
shot on him.
   Tom let out a long breath.
   "I've wanted to do that since that time you opened your front
door and let me into your life."
   "Really, Tom?"
   He smiled and nodded.
   "Let's take a shower."
   I got off him and we walked into my bathroom. I turned on the
water and we washed each other. Once he had rinsed, I knelt and
took him into my mouth.
   "Suck me, baby."
   I looked up at him while I sucked him as well as I could.
After a couple of minutes, he pulled me up and he knelt and
sucked me. I came quickly and Tom swallowed my load. He turned
the water off. We got out of the tub and dried each other.
   "I want to take pictures while you suck me."
   "OK."
   Tom picked the camera up and sat on my bed. I got on the
floor between his legs.
   "Keep looking at me while you suck." I did. He took pictures.
"Tug on my balls with one hand." I did. He continued taking
pictures. "When I say Now, I want you to stroke me with your hand
and keep the end of my cock on your tongue. I want my little
brother to see my cum on your tongue." I moaned around his dick.
That sounded very hot. My mouth was getting sore, so I started
stroking him with my hand.
   "Now!"
   I backed off him and continued stroking him. He groaned and I
felt something hit the back of my throat. I could hear clicking
as he took pictures. I kept stroking him, until I felt him
getting soft. Then I stopped. He stepped back and grinned at me.
   "Swallow."
   I did.
   "My first taste of your cum," I said, after I swallowed it.
   "No. It isn't the first." I frowned.
   "What do you mean?"
   "The first time I spent the night with your mother, I got up
in the middle of the night and went to your room. I jacked off
while I watched you sleep." I couldn't believe it! "I dipped a
finger in my spunk and let it a drop of it drip onto your lips."
He laughed. "Then I ran out your room as fast as I could!"
   I was shocked. Then I remembered.
   "I remember that! I went into the bathroom and thought my
lips were all chapped. But I licked them and they weren't."
   "Now you know why."
   "Wow! I wish I had known it was your semen on my lips. You
didn't give me very much, though! Once you are my father, I will
expect more."
   He grinned. "Every morning, I plan to give you more. Your mom
leaves for work at 6:45 and I leave at 7:30. That's forty-five
minutes of fun every day. Then, after I leave, you can climb into
Joey's-Joe's- bed for more."
   I grinned.
   "I can see you like the idea."
   "I love it! I hope Mom does allow me to be with Joe."
   "Once you are of age, you can do what you like. I don't think
there will be a problem, though. She likes Joe and you could
certainly do worse.
   "I am going to catch the end of the game."
   "OK. I think I will look at the pictures of Joe."
   Tom grinned. "Good. Jack off to them."
   Tom walked to my desk and wrote Joe's phone number down. "If
you feel like talking to him, call. I'm sure he would enjoy
hearing from you."
   "I thought I might call him late and jack off while I talk to
him."
   I was surprised when Tom hugged me. "Thank you," he said.
Thank you? I wondered why he was thanking me. Was it just for
cheering Joe up? Then I remembered that Tom said he wondered if
having sex with his brother had messed him up. Was it guilt? Or
was he just happy that two of the people he loved would be
happier together? Then Tom pressed his mouth to mine and I didn't
worry about anything.
   Tom left and I put on a pair of shorts and a T-shirt. I sat
at the computer. I sent an IM to Joe.
   "Want u."
   My cellphone rang.
   "Hello?"
   "Hi, Gary," Joe said. "I don't text."
   "Oh."
   "My ex broke up with me by texting me."
   "Oh, god. Is he dead? Did he die horribly in a car wreck
while texting you?"
   Joe laughed.
   "No, but thank you for suggesting it. If I ever see him
again, I will suggest he die horribly."
   I laughed.
   "I would rather talk to you than text you, anyway, Joe."
   "Me, too."
   "I really don't know anything about you. What do you like to
do? What kinds of food do you like?"
   We talked for a long time, and by the end of the call, Joe
was not a stranger. I felt more comfortable being open about sex.
   "Tom fucked me."
   "Good."
   "Really?"
   "Yes. You are crazy about him. He should be your first."
   "I'm glad you don't mind."
   "Not a bit. Did you enjoy it?"
   "I liked sucking him better. That didn't hurt. But I'm sure I
will get stretched out. How was it the first time he fucked you?"
   "It hurt, but he was a lot smaller then. I guess he was
twelve or thirteen."
   "He didn't force you, did he?"
   "Of course not! I found a gay magazine in the street. I took
it to Tom and we tried some of the things in the magazine. We
both liked them all-kissing, sucking, fucking."
   "I wish I had a brother."
   Joe started laughing.
   "So he could fuck you?"
   I laughed. "Well, mostly. Also for birthday presents."
   We both laughed.
   "Tom told me today my real father wanted to have sex with me.
He felt guilty about it. I don't know how I feel about that."
   "I bet."
   "The thing is, we were so close. I sat on his lap all the
time. I thought we both loved it."
   "You both did. I guess he loved it too much."
   "I hated him for a while. I got over that, and I got to the
point where I didn't think about him anymore. Now I wonder if I
should try to call him."
   "Oh. What would you say to him?"
   "I have no idea. Maybe just that I was sorry he felt he had
to leave. Or maybe just so I can yell at him again."
   Joe chuckled.
   "I'll have two fathers."
   "Maybe you'll get that extra birthday present."
   "I know what I want from Tom."
   Joe laughed.
   "He used to give me that gift."
   I laughed.



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