Date: Fri, 3 Jan 2003 10:33:21 -0800 (PST) From: Thomas Gaige <togaige@yahoo.com> Subject: My Step-Brother Jacob - Chapter Two DISCLAIMER: The following story is FICTIONAL. It contains descriptions of sexual activities between teenage boys. If you are not over 18 years of age, or if you find this type of story offensive, or viewing this material is illegal where you are, then please DO NOT READ IT! If you choose to read it, then - I hope you enjoy it! My Step-Brother Jacob Chapter 2 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------- "Oh My!" said my Step-mother, as Jack pushed through our legs and padded into the house, sniffing everything, "you didn't mention a dog Alan!" Eyes glaring, I looked at my father, as he said "I'm sorry Elizabeth, I thought I told you John's dog would be coming too." Seeing the look on my face, my step-mother quietly said "No dear, you didn't, but I guess it's here now..." Jacob was kneeling in front of Jack smiling, as Jack licked his nose. "Can we keep him Mom?" he asked, excitedly. Testily I said, "He stays, or I'm leaving!" Then I dropped the suitcase I'd been carrying with a thud. There was an awkward silence, then Dad said to Jacob, "Why don't you take John upstairs and show him where his room is, Jacob. Take a box with you". "OK" Jacob said, looking a bit nervous. He picked up a box, said "C'mon", and started up the stairs. I looked at my step-mother and said gruffily, "and my dog?" She appeared to shrink toward my father as she said, "it's OK, he's fine, I just wasn't prepared for him, that's all." I picked up my suitcase, and said "C'mon Jack" and followed Jacob upstairs. As I ascended the stairs, I heard Elizabeth whispering loudly to my father "you could have warned me about the dog, and is he always this angry?" I didn't wait to hear my father's reply. I followed Jacob into a room in the front corner of the house. It had dark green and white vertically striped walls and dark green curtains. The floor was covered with an off-white plush wall to wall carpeting. I thought to myself "this carpet won't last long." It wasn't a large room, but I figured there was room enough for my stuff. Jacob had set the box he was carrying on the floor in the corner. Jack jumped up on the queen-size bed and sprawled out happily. I set my suitcase in front of the bed. Jacob was looking at me, but looked away when I looked at him. I kept looking at him. He looked at me again and quickly looked away again when he realized I was still looking at him. Finally, I said "Are you always this shy?" Timidly, he looked at me, and asked "Are you always so mean?" Then he looked down at his sneakers. I realized I was being a real asshole, so more gently I said "no, not usually, I'm sorry if I've been an asshole." Jacob looked up at me and snickered a little at that. I smiled weakly and said "Look, my mom just died, I was forced to move away from everyone and everything I care about to a strange place, to live with people I don't know, it was a long flight, and then your mother started in about my dog... I haven't been having a good week. I shouldn't have taken it out on you though. I'm sorry" Jacob finally met my gaze, and said "It's OK, I understand, I'm the one who should be sorry, and I'm sorry about your mom." "Thanks about my mom, but no reason for you to be sorry for anything else, I was being a jerk." Just then, Dad walked in carrying some boxes, and Elizabeth was on his heels carrying my laptop. She caught her breath, and almost dropped the laptop when she saw Jack lying on the bed licking his paws. Apparently Elizabeth wasn't an animal person. She handed me my laptop, then, awkwardly she said "You brought so many boxes and cases with you, what's in all those round ones?" she continued, glancing sideways and cringing as Jack lifted his hind leg and began licking his balls. "They're rather curious looking," she added. "My drums" I said. Some of the color visibly drained from Elizabeth's face upon hearing this. "You have a drumset?" Jacob cried exuberantly. "Yeah", I said, "did Dad also forget to tell you I'm in a band?" Dad shot me an angry glare. "Cool!" Jacob said, "Will you show me how to play them?" "Sure," I said. Elizabeth smiled wanly as she walked out of the room. I heard her saying desparately to my father, "Drums???", as they started down the stairs. I was getting the idea Elizabeth wasn't ready for a 17 year old guy to move in with her, and I began to feel a little sorry for Jacob. He must've led a pretty sedate lifestyle. Jack began licking his penis now. The red penis itself was beginning to stick out of the outer fur covered sheath. Must've felt good, as he was snorting as he licked. Jacob was watching him intently, until he noticed I was watching him watching Jack. His face went red, as he quickly averted his gaze. Nervously, he asked "um does he do that a lot?" "Jack! No!" I said. Jack stopped, and looked at us panting. I snickered and looked at Jacob and said "Sometimes. Don't you wish you could do that to yourself though? It'd sure feel better than a handjob, when you're not gettin' any action!" "Ewww!" Jacob cried, but he was grinning. I mussed his hair and said, "C'mon, help me with the rest of my stuff, will ya please?" "Sure" he said, following me back down the stairs, past our parents who were each carrying part of my drumset up the stairs. A few more trips, and we had everything in my room. Dad took his suitcase to his room and began unpacking, and Elizabeth called Jacob downstairs to set the table. I began unpacking. I left my instruments all packed in their cases, piled in the corner. It didn't take too long for me to get the rest of my stuff unpacked and put away. Dad stuck his head in the door and told me I could put my suitcases and empty boxes up in the attic, and pointed at a door across the hall. I took the empty boxes and luggage upstairs, setting them off to the side of the room. As I emerged from the attic, Jacob appeared and told me it was time for supper. I said I had to wash my hands first and headed into the bathroom. "Me too" Jacob said, following me in. "Close the door man" I said, as I walked over to the toilet and started unzipping my fly. Jacob looked surprised, and just stood there. "The door please" I repeated, just as I was going to pull my penis out. "Should I leave?" he asked, looking embarassed. "No! Just shut the door before I piss all over myself!" I said. Jacob chuckled and shut the door, then stepped to the sink, which was next to the toilet. I pulled my cock out and began peeing. I noticed that although Jacob appeared to be looking at his hands, as he washed them, his eyeballs were glued to my dick instead. His breathing got heavier, and I thought I saw a little bulge appear in his crotch as I massaged the last few drops out of my urethra. As I stuffed my dick back in my pants, Jacob realized I'd seen him staring at my dick. His face turned bright red. I snickered and said, "it's OK, it's normal to be curious about other guy's dicks." He swallowed, and looked up quickly at me, then looked down again. "Besides," I continued, "I'm kinda curious to see your's too." "You are?" he cried incredulously, forgetting he was embarassed, and looking up at me. "Sure!" I said, shoving him sideways a little so I could share the sink, "and I'm sure I'll get a glimpse of it sooner or later." "Well, it's not half as big as your's" he muttered. "It's not supposed to be yet" I laughed, "besides, it's not the size that matters, it's if you know what to do with it that counts!" He looked up at me, and I winked at him. He giggled. We finished washing up and went down to dinner. Apparently Elizabeth was trying to impress me. She'd had Jacob set the table with her good china and cooked a special meal. It sucked. Elizabeth is a lousy cook! She'd boiled a roast beef, potatoes, and carrots. The beef was like shoeleather. Even Jack didn't like the taste of it I gave him. He was laying on the floor next to me, to Elizabeth's utter disgust. The potatoes were hard, and the carrots were mushy. She'd bought rolls. They were OK. All through dinner, Dad tried to force me to talk, by asking me questions. I either didn't answer at all, or just gave single-word answers. Jacob and Elizabeth were uncomfortable and ate silently, looking miserable. Finally I just told him to stop trying to get me to talk. A minute later, the phone rang. Jacob jumped up and ran to answer it. It was for me. I went out in the hallway and picked up the phone. It was Scott and John, calling to see if I made it OK. We talked a few minutes, then I promised to call them the next day, and we hung up. When I returned to the table, my father started in again. I exploded then and bellowed at him to leave me the hell alone! Then I stalked off upstairs to my room, Jack trailing sadly behind me. I was laying on my bed strumming my electric guitar, which I hadn't plugged it into the amp, when there was a timid knock at my door. "WHAT?" I barked, without getting up. Slowly the door opened a crack, and Jacob poked his face in and asked shyly, "Can I come in?" "Yeah" I replied. He had a piece of cake and a glass of milk for me. He set it on the night stand next to me. "Which one of them sent this up?" I asked. "Neither," he said "I thought you might like it." "Oh, Well, thanks!" I said. He looked nervous, then hurriedly he said "Look, I know you're mad at Dad, but there's no reason to take it out on Mum - she didn't do anything, but try to cook a nice dinner!" I looked up at him, as he almost inperceptably shrank away from me. Ignoring, the point he was making I said "You call my father Dad? I thought you had your own father?" He didn't know what to say. He just looked at me blinking, then I realized he was blinking back tears. I felt like a piece of shit. Gently I said "Hey! I'm sorry man - that was uncalled for on my part. I told you earlier - I'm having a bad week. Look - my father's your step-father, and if you have a good relationship with him and want to call him 'Dad' it's fine with me. And you're right - I shouldn't take this out on your mom, or you either. I know neither one of you wanted me to move in here on top of you, anymore than I wanted to move here." Jacob wiped his right eye with the back of his hand, and said shakily "Well, I was actually kind of looking forward to having you around, but now... Are you sure it's OK if I call your father 'Dad'?" "Yeah! I'm sure. And I bet he likes it when you do. But, what's this about you wanting an asshole like me to move in with you?" I asked. Jacob sniffed and looked at me. "Well, I didn't think you were such a big asshole! Dad always says you're a great guy!" I laughed. "What's so funny?" he asked. Chuckling, I said "when you said you didn't think I was such a big asshole - just sounded funny! I'll try not to be such a big Asshole from now on! But, listen what's up with your real father?" I asked, "is he still alive?" "Yeah, but I don't get to see him much at all." Jacob said. Very quietly he continued, "he got into some trouble and I'm not allowed to be with him without someone else being there." He stopped and didn't continue. "Oh" I said, "I guess that sucks! I guess you still love him though? And does he love you?" "Yeah - it does suck, because we do both love each other" Jacob said, "anyway - maybe you can see why I feel kind of close to your father, and why I call him 'Dad' too." "I do" I said, "and truly, it's OK with me if you do. And you know what? There's at least one good thing that's gonna come out of all this." "What's that?" Jacob asked. "Well," I said, "I always kind of wanted a little brother, now I guess I really have one. I mean we are step-brothers, right?" Jacob looked up at me, questioningly. I winked at him and smiled, then he smiled too, and said "I always wished I had a big brother too. Do you really want to be my brother?" "Sure!" I said, "I mean it's not too many people who think to bring me a piece of cake!" He looked at me and laughed, and I laughed then too. I reached over and mussed his hair and said "I'm really sorry I've been such an asshole since I got here - if I do it again - make sure to tell me OK?" "OK" Jacob said grinning. "I guess I'd better go make nice with your 'Mum' then" I said chuckling, and I got up, and went downstairs leaving Jacob in my room petting Jack. Dad and Elizabeth were still at the table. Both looked relatively miserable, and suddenly looked worse when I entered the room. Dad opened his mouth to say something, but I said "Excuse me please." He shut his mouth, furrowing his brow. I looked at Elizabeth and said "Elizabeth, I'd like to apologize for acting like such an ass since I arrived here. I was very rude to you, when all you were trying to do was make me feel welcome. I'm very sorry for doing that. It won't happen again. I truly appreciate all the effort you've gone to to make me feel at home here. I'm sorry you weren't prepared for my dog, but I promise, he's clean, quiet, friendly, and obedient, and won't cause you any trouble or ruin your house. I want to thank you for letting both of us live here. I'll try to be as helpful as I can, so if there's anything you need done, just ask, and I'll do what I can." Then before anyone could say anything, I looked at my father and said "this doesn't mean I'm through being angry with you. It's gonna take a hell of a long time for me to get over being ripped away from my home, my friends, and my school. For Elizabeth's and Jacob's sakes though, I'll do my best to be civil toward you." Dad looked at me and said "OK, I can live with that. I do love you very much son, and I know you're hurting because of everything that's happened, but this is the only choice we have. I'm truly sorry if it's not what you want, but it's the way it has to be for now." While he was speaking, Elizabeth had gotten up and come to me. When Dad finished, she looked up at me, through watery eyes and said "I'm so sorry for all the bad things that have happened to you recently. I think though that everything will work out OK for all of us. And I'm very glad to have you here living with us." Then she smiled up at me and gave me a little hug. I hugged her back and said "Thanks". Just then we heard a horrendous din coming from upstairs. It was my electric guitar! "Oh shit!" I yelled, and ran up the stairs. Dad and Elizabeth followed. Jacob had plugged my guitar into the amp and turned it on. Not checking the volume, he had strummed a couple notes. Jack was hiding behind the bed, and Jacob was looking extremely guilty, as he was gently laying the guitar down on the bed. "I'm sorry!" he said, pleadingly as I ran into the room. I snickered and said "it's OK, but don't do it again, at least not until I show you how to control the volume!" Elizabeth looked upset, but Dad was laughing. "Y-You're not mad then?" Jacob asked. "Hell no!" I said, "but seriously - don't play my instruments without me showing you what to do first - OK?" Relieved, he said, "OK, um - can you show me how to play your guitar a little?" "Sure, sit down" I said, and picked up the guitar and sat on the edge of the bed next to him. Jack jumped back up on the bed, and Dad and Elizabeth excused themselves, and left. I adjusted the volume way down, then showed him how to hold the guitar, and how to strum a few single notes. Then I helped him learn how to play the first few bars of "Jingle Bells", which he mastered quickly. Then he wanted me to play for him, so I took the guitar and turned the amp up a bit and played a few songs for him. He loved it, and begged me to teach him to play like me. I agreed, and said we could work at it a little each day. Next, Jacob wanted me to set up my drums. I told him, maybe the next day, I was too tired to put them all together. Then, he said that Dad had told him I played the piano, they had one in the livingroom, and would I play that for a bit? I said I didn't realize they had a piano. It was then he realized I hadn't seen the whole house yet, so he offered me a tour. He showed me Dad's study, next to my room. Dad's computer was hooked up in there. Next he showed me our parent's room. Then we went downstairs and he showed me the kitchen, and livingroom. In the far corner sat a grand piano. Our parents were both there, reading. Jacob told them I was going to play for them. I protested that they were trying to relax, but Elizabeth said she really wanted to hear me play, and Dad is used to me playing some instrument all the time. So I sat down and played a few songs. Both Elizabeth and Jacob told me I was "brilliant", as they say in the UK. Dad had fallen asleep and was snoring. Jack was sprawled on the floor in front of the fireplace, which wasn't lit, also snoring. We laughed at the two of them. I said, "Jack's gonna love that fireplace when it's lit." Elizabeth said, "Oh, we've never used it, I'm not even sure it's safe to try it." "Hmm, that's too bad" I said, yawning. Then I said I thought I'd go to bed. "It's your bed time too Jacob" she said. "Oh, c'mon, please - just a little longer, I haven't even shown John my room yet." "That's right you didn't" I said. "OK, but not much longer," Elizabeth said. I called Jack, and he got up sleepily. I let him out back to pee. He did his business and came back in, had a drink from his bowl I'd set up in the kitchen, and followed Jacob and I upstairs. Jacob showed me his room. It was typical for a boy's room, all done in shades of dark and lighter blues. He had posters on the walls, some books, games, and a couple models on his shelves, and a TV. He also had a hamster in a cage on a table near the window. He asked me if I wanted to watch some Television, so I agreed, and he flicked the set on, and we both settled on his bed to watch it. It wasn't long and I fell asleep. About a half hour later, Elizabeth was shaking both of us awake, telling us it was time to go to bed. I snickered and asked her if she was a nurse. She looked at me in a funny way. I explained how nurses always wake people up to give them a sleeping pill, and said her waking us up to tell us to go to bed, reminded me of that. She laughed then too, but said "what's really funny is I am a nurse!" We all laughed then. Then she said that she had to go into work soon. She worked the 11PM til 7AM shift. She also said that Dad had been called into work, so that the two of us would be home alone. "OK" we both said, then I went and brushed my teeth, peed, and went to my room and crashed. I couldn't get to sleep. Too bad Elizabeth had woken me up! I must've slept enough to give me a second wind, because I was wide awake, and just laid there waiting to fall asleep. I heard first Dad, then Elizabeth leave for work. The TV was still on in Jacob's room, but the volume was way down, I could barely hear it. About 15 minutes after Elizabeth left, I heard Jacob tiptoe through the hall and go into the study. Then I heard the clicking of a computer keyboard. I wondered what he was up to. Why did he wait till they went off to work, before he got on the computer? I waited about 5 minutes, then silently got out of bed. Jack looked at me. I whispered "Stay". Obediently, he laid his head down. I snuck quietly into the hall, and down to the study. I peeked in. Jacob was sitting at the computer, facing the screen. On the screen was a picture of two naked teenage boys - one fucking the other. Jacob's pajama bottoms were down around his ankles, his dick was in his fist, and his hand was pumping up and down his cock very fast! I arrived just in time to see Jacob stand up and hold the head of his penis over a kleenex he'd laid on the desk. He pumped his cock furiously. Passionately, he threw his head back. His mouth was open, eyes closed, and his nostrils flared as he breathed in heavily. Then he thrust his hips forward a bit, still pumping his cock, and let out a quiet gasp, as a huge string of cum shot out the end of his penis, half of it landing on the kleenex, the rest shooting out beyond it, landing on the desk's surface. He squirted about 5 more shots, before finally, slowing down and beginning to relax. As he lowered his head, I ducked back. Silently, I tiptoed back to my room. I couldn't believe what I'd just seen! It appeared my little step-brother was gay, and horny too! My cock was stiff as a board! I heard the clicking of the keyboard again. Apparently Jacob was going to surf a bit yet. Quietly I closed my bedroom door. Then I took off my briefs and laid on my bed, and began jerking off myself! It didn't take too long, what with the image of my step-brother shooting his cum all over my father's desk in my mind, before I felt my orgasm beginning to build up. Another 8-10 strokes and I knew I was going to shoot. One more stroke and I fired a gob of cum out my dick, that landed with a splat on my throat. I kept on pumping, firing 6 or 7 more gobs of cum all over my chest and belly. When I finished, I reached for a kleenex and wiped myself clean. Then I pulled the covers up over me and tried to go to sleep. A few minutes later, I heard feet in the hall. Then I heard Jacob climbing back into bed. Soon afterward, I fell asleep. Next thing I knew, it was morning. I looked at the clock and found it was already 10AM. As I sat up, I was startled to see Jacob in the doorway. He'd just looked in on me to see if I was asleep yet or not. I told him to come on in. He had his pajamas on yet. He'd just woken up a few minutes earlier. Neither Dad nor Elizabeth were home, he said. Both had to stay over at work for a few hours, and had called and left messages to that effect. "Guess it doesn't matter if I walk to the bathroom naked then" I said, throwing off the covers and hopping out of bed naked. Jacob's eyes got big, and I saw his crotch start to tent a little when he saw me completely naked, with a semi-hardon. I had to pee bad, so I lost no time getting to the toilet. I left the bathroom door open while I peed. Jacob watched me the whole time. By the time I was finished, he had a full fledged hardon. He must not have realized it though, due to his surprise at me wandering around naked in front of him. I was having a rough time not getting completely hard myself in front of him, what with the tent he had in his crotch! I snickered as I looked at his crotch. His pole was pointing straight forward and was straining the fabric of his PJ's. It was then he realized he was completely hard, and just how much it showed! He went beet red, and looked ready to cry. He was mortified. I felt bad for him, but couldn't help snickering. Besides, I couldn't take it myself. My cock was just about fully hard now too. "It's OK!" I said, "Ssee? I'm hard now too! It's a normal thing - don't worry so about it!" He looked at me again, and his eyes got huge as he saw the size of my fully hard dick. "C'mon now!" I said, "your turn to let me see your dick once!" The red that had started to disappear from his face, instantly returned. I chuckled, but pressed him further, "C'mon! You've seen me naked and hard. My turn to see you that way now!" I didn't know what he would do, but then he simply hooked his thumbs in his PJ bottoms, and shoved them down over his hip, letting them drop to the floor. He stood there in front of me completely naked, his dick hard as a rock. It was a good 5" long, not too thick, not too thin. He was uncut, but in his erect state, his foreskin was pulled back over the head of his penis, so he looked like he was cut. His rod was sticking out straight in front of him, pointing directly at me! I snickered, "See! That wasn't so bad now was it? By the way - nice dick you've got there!" Then I winked at him. Finally, he smiled and snickered a little. "I can't believe how long your's is!" he said, taking a step toward me, not taking his eyes off my cock. "Your's might be just as big someday" I said. He stepped toward me again, and was now in front of me. He looked up from our penises and got red in the face again. Finally he asked, what I figured he wanted to: "Um, can I feel it - just for a second?" I snickered and said "Go ahead, check it out if you want!" He didn't hesitate, just reached for my cock and wrapped his hand right around the shaft. "Wow!" he exclaimed softly. I felt his hand trembling a little, which felt really good. "Go ahead and give it a few pulls if you want" I said, breathing a bit heavily. He looked up at me for a second, but then started stroking me up and down. After about a half dozen strokes, I gently grasped his wrist and said he should stop. I felt like I was ready to come! Before he could back away, I said "Fair's fair, my turn now." Without waiting for a resonse, I reached for and grasped Jacob's hard cock, and began stroking it. "Oh God that feels so good!" he said softly, after a couple strokes. "Yeah it did when you did me too" I said, releasing his cock. We looked at each other, both of us with questioning looks on our faces for a few seconds, then I said I had to shower. I jumped into the shower, and washed off. I was still hard, so I soaped up my dick when I was done washing, and within a few strokes, I spewed my load on the shower wall. I washed off the evidence, and turned off the water, and pulled the shower curtain back. To my surprise, Jacob was sitting there on the toilet. He was jerking off, but quickly pulled his hand away as I opened the shower curtain. He looked embarassed. "Didn't know you'd still be here" I said. "I need to shower too" he said. I grinned and said, "well, what you were just doing will be more pleasant to do in the shower with a little soap for lube!" I chuckled as he looked more embarassed. "I wasn't doing anything" He said. "The hell you weren't" I said, "I saw your hand going up and down your cock!" Jacob looked upset now. I said "It's OK, you know all guys do it, right?" He looked up at me puzzled. "All guys jack off" I said, "it's a fact of life! So enjoy it! Besides, what do you think I was just doing in the shower for so long?" "Really?" he said, incredulously. "Of course!" I said, winking at him. "Go on, get in the shower," I said, "I have to dry my hair." So Jacob got in the shower, and was in there a good long time. At one point I was sure I heard him coming! When he got out, his cock was still shrinking from being hard. I asked if he'd had a good time, and grinned at him. He grinned back sheepishly and said he did. Shortly after that, our parents both got home. They ate and went to bed, so Jacob and I went exploring in London. We had a great time going shop to shop, and stopping for snacks every so often. Jacob told me a lot about himself, and I told him a lot about me too. Over dishes of ice cream, he cautiously asked me about my relationship with Lynn, and about Dylan. He listened intently while I told him the whole story. He told me afterward he was sorry about how it worked out. I got him to tell me all about his father, and what the problem was with that. Apparently, his father turned out to be gay, and in fact was accused of statuatory rape of a 16 year old gay boy he was in a relationship with. As a result, Jacob wasn't allowed to visit him without having an adult present. Jacob said it was stupid, because, even if his father did do what they said, he knew he'd never do anything to hurt him. I told him I was sorry about how things were, but that maybe he didn't know the whole story, and that everyone probably just wanted to make sure he was OK. He just looked at me sadly, so I changed the subject. By the time we got home, I felt I knew him pretty well, and he was quite comfortable talking with me about pretty much anything. That night, our parents both went to work again. Dad told us that it was going to be that way for a while he thought, as he'd been reassigned to the night shift, and Elizabeth normally worked it anyway. I told him it was no problem. He told me that Jacob had school the next day, and needed to be on his way by 7 AM. I told him I'd set my alarm. Then he told me to be ready myself by 7:30. He would be taking me to the high school to register me too. I groaned when I heard this, but he just looked at me with that "I don't want to hear it" look. "Fine!" I said. Shortly after we'd both gone to bed, I heard Jacob sneaking to Dad's study again, and the clicking of the keyboard. I snuck down the hall and poked my head around the doorway. Sure enough, Jacob was jacking off, and there was a picture of two guys in a '69' on the screen. I went back to bed and jerked off. The next day Dad took me to school and I signed up for four classes. It was all I needed to take, so I could transfer the credits to my school at home, so I could graduate there. School wasn't too bad, only a half day for me. Most of the kids ignored me, and I ignored them too - I did make a couple of friends though, so I hung out with them at school. At home, Jacob and I really began to get along well. He pretty much stuck to me like glue, but I didn't mind - he turned out to be a great guy. I enjoyed spending time with him, helping him with his homework, and teaching him to play my instruments. Since Elizabeth was sleeping or busy so much, I began cooking some of the meals, and Jacob helped. Each night our parents went to work. Each night Jacob made his journey to the study to jack off. Each night, I watched him, then went to bed and jerked off myself. One night after a couple weeks had gone by, as usual I snuck down the hall to watch Jacob jack. He had his PJ bottoms down around his ankles and was just pulling up a picture of three boys. The boy in the middle was being sucked off by one of the other two, and rimmed by the third one. Just as Jacob's hand wrapped around his hard penis, Jack came along and flopped down on the floor in the doorway of the study. Jacob jumped, and caught me looking in at him! Quickly he closed the window he'd been looking at, but he realized it was too late, that I'd seen what he was looking at. Tears welled up in his eyes, he quickly stood up and pulled up his pajama bottoms, then he ran to the door and tried to run past me. I caught him in my arms though, and held him back. "Let go of me!" he wailed, struggling to get free from my grasp. He was crying by then. "Shhh! It's OK!" I said, trying to soothe him. "Just let me go!" he cried pitifully. "NO! Listen to me!" I said, "it's OK - really! C'mon, you can talk to me about it." "No, I can't..." he trailed off, sobbing, his struggling slowing down, as he started to crumple to the floor. I lifted him up, and picked him up in my arms then and carried him to my room and sat him on the bed, and sat down next to him. I wrapped an arm around him, and hugged him to me, and again told him it was OK, and that he didn't have to be embarassed. I also told him I wasn't going to tell anyone about catching him. His crying began to lessen a bit. I rubbed my hand up and down his arm, holding him. "It's OK" I repeated holding him against me. Finally, he seemed to stop crying, and tried to pull away from me. I let him. He looked up at me, his eyes still full of tears. I wiped one away that was running down his cheek. "Why are you being so nice to me?" he asked. I smiled and said, "because you're a nice guy, and I like you!" He just looked at me, snuffling a little. I said "I've seen you doing the same thing each night since I got here." He looked moritified again. "It's OK!" I said, "If it wasn't - do you think I'd hang out with you all the time?" "But why would you want to hang out with a gay guy?" he asked, looking up at me. "I don't care if you're straight or gay Jacob, you're my little brother. It doesn't matter to me if you're straight or gay!" I said, "besides, I think I'm bisexual!" I looked down at him while that sank in. "Really?" he asked. "Yeah!" I said, "how come you think I let you feel my hardon that first morning?" "I wondered about that" he said. "I don't get it" he continued, "how can you like both girls and guys?" "I don't know" I said, "I loved Lynn, and we had the greatest sex, but I'm attracted to guys too sometimes!" He sat there thinking a minute, then he asked "well, if you let me touch your penis that time, and then you touched mine, um, does that mean you kind of like me, and might want to do some things with me?" I looked down at him, wondering what answer he wanted. I didn't want to hurt him or scare him. We had to live together. He didn't appear scared in any way though, on the contrary, he looked hopeful, if anything, and I noticed, his crotch starting to tent again. I could feel my own tenting too! Finally, I said simply, "maybe." He kept looking up into my eyes, but his hand began moving toward my crotch and suddenly I felt him reach inside my briefs and begin rubbing the underside of my hardening dick, as it stood up against my belly. God knows I wanted him to keep going, but I wanted to make sure it was what he wanted too. "Are you sure this is what you want Jacob?" I asked. "I'm sure!" he said, "I've wanted to do this since I first saw you. You're so hot!" I felt his hand wrap around my now completely stiff dick. Then he began stroking it up and down. I leaned down and gently kissed him lightly on the lips. He stretched his neck upwards, responding hungrily, kissing me back. As I kissed him again, he pushed me down on my back on the bed, and leaned down over me, still kissing and fondling me. I felt his hardon pressing against my thigh. After a couple minutes, he stopped kissing me, and got up and slipped his briefs off. "C'mon, take your's off too John." he said. I stood up and took mine off too. Jacob immediately reached for my stiff cock, and began masturbating me. Then after a minute, he dropped to his knees. "I've never done this before" he said, "so if I do it wrong, would you please tell me?" I smiled down at him and reached down and lifted him up at the elbows. "If you're new at this, let me show you how it's done" I said. Then I took him in my arms, and kissed him again. I could feel his hardon pressing into my thigh, while the bottom side of mine pressed against his belly. Gently I laid him on the bed on his back, then I spread his legs apart and got on the bed in between his legs, and lowered my face toward his throbbing dick. I took it in my hand and starting licking around and around, and up and down it. "Ohhh! That feels nice!" Jacob moaned, as my tongue licked up the underside of his penis. When I reached the head of it, I gently sucked it into my mouth, and lowered my mouth down over his entire 5", completely engulfing his penis. "Oh My God" Jacob, gasped. He lay with his head tilted back, and his eyes closed, moaning softly, as my mouth slid up and down his engorged rod. I fondled his hairless scrotum, and every so often, his testicles pulled up toward his body, and I felt his hard cock stiffen even more and increase in size almost inperceptibly in my mouth, as he flexed his muscles, as if squirting off. He'd let out a groan then. I stopped, and pulled off Jacob's cock. He opened his eyes and looked down at me pleadingly, "Please! Don't stop!" he begged. "Relax, I'll get back to it" I assured him, "just let me do what I'm going to do, you'll love it!" He grinned and laid his head down, as I lifted his legs up and pushed his knees back to his chest. Jacob looked down at me a bit confused, as I gazed as his anal rosebud. "Don't worry, nothing'll hurt" I said, grinning up at him. Then I lowered my face toward the boy's ass. I stuck my tongue out and swiped it along his almost hairless ass crack, and over his hole. "OH Man!" he moaned. "OHHH!" he exclaimed as I continued licking over his asshole. I licked and licked at his hole, causing a lot more moans of ecstasy, before finally forming my tongue into a spear and stabbing at his hole, jamming my tongue gently through his anal ring, and up into his rectum! "OH MY GOD!!!" Jacob cried out, as my tongue slid up inside him. I began fucking my tongue in and out of him. "OHHH!" "AHH!" "Oh My God that feels so good!" he kept exclaiming. As I fucked his asshole with my tongue, I began jacking him off as well. "Oh God, I'm gonna cum soon!" he finally groaned. At that point, I pulled my tongue out of him, and quickly pulled his legs down and spread them a bit more, then went down on his dick again. As I sucked up and down his hard cock, I slid the index finger of my right hand between his ass cheeks, and up into his rectum, and began finger fucking him. I started squeezing and pinching his right nipple with my left hand. As I continued sucking Jacob's cock, and finger fucking his hole, and playing with his nipple, Jacob was gasping and moaning and crying out in ecstasy. He began humping his hips up and down, shoving his cock in and out of my mouth. "Oh God John! I'm gonna cum!" he yelled, as he thrashed under me. "Oh! John! I'm gonna blow man!" he cried. Then suddenly he practically screamed "OOOHHHHHAAAAH!" and I felt a sharp blast of cum hit the roof of my mouth, as his anal ring clamped on my finger. Jacob's cum tasted wonderful - lightly salty. I swallowed it down quickly, just in time for his next blast. Again, his asshole clenched my finger tightly. "AARRRGGGH!!!! OH GODDDD!!!!" I continued sucking and fucking Jacob, swallowing all the cum he fed me, as his orgasm continued, with another five or six blasts of cum, before finally, it began to subside. I slowed my pace and gently slid my finger out of Jacob's asshole. I continued sucking his cock, as he rewarded me with a last dribble of cum, that oozed out of his piss slit. I then licked him dry as I slid my mouth off of him. The boy lay beneath me, panting and sweating, with the most relaxed, happy look on his face. Finally, he opened his eyes again and looked up at me. He grinned and said, "I never felt anything that good in my entire life! Thank you so much!" Then he sat up and stretched to kiss me. I pushed him back down, and stretch out next to him, kissing him. When I stopped kissing him, he snuggled up against me. I wrapped my arms around him, snuggling him, and nuzzling his ear a bit. Shyly, but very contentedly, he quietly said "Nobody ever did anything that nice for me before! I want to do it to you too!" I grinned. Before I knew it, the boy was on his hands and knees between my legs, his mouth full of my cock! He couldn't take my whole 9", but he got about 6" of it in his mouth! I didn't think he'd want to rim my asshole, but he surprised me by giving me almost exactly the same treatment I gave him. He soon finished me off in the same way I'd finished him. He took all my cum in his mouth. A little leaked out around his lips, but he swallowed as much of it as he could, and he continued working on me, till I was through cumming! God he did a great job! When he was through, he crawled up next to me and lay down. I pulled him over to me, snuggling him, and kissing him. I noticed he was shivering a bit, so I reached down and pulled the sheet and blankets up over us. "Why don't you sleep with me tonight?" I suggested. He looked at me. His eyes twinkled as he smiled. "I'd like that a lot!" he said. "Good," I said, "cause so would I!" I kissed him on the cheek. Shyly he said "I love you John!" I kissed him again and said "I love you too Jacob!" He snuggled in as close as he could get to me, and I thought I felt a tear drip down on my neck. I kissed him on the forehead again. Then we just laid there peacefully together. Soon he was sleeping, and I just laid there reveling in the feeling of having my naked little step-brother sleeping in my arms! --------------------------------------------------------------------------- The next chapter in this series will be published shortly.