Date: Fri, 1 Aug 2003 21:12:56 -0700 (PDT) From: Thomas Gaige <togaige@yahoo.com> Subject: My Step-Brother Jacob - Chapter 25 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 25 ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- As I burst out the back door, I saw Laney sitting behind the wheel of her car. Tears were streaming down her face, as she tried to start the engine. It wouldn't start. I jogged around to the passenger door, smelling a faint whiff of gasoline as I passed the nose of the vehicle, and realized she'd probably flooded her engine. As I reached for the door handle, Laney suddenly saw me, and lunged to try and lock the door. I had it open before she could press the button though. "NO!!! GET OUT!!!" she screamed at me, as I slid into the seat next to her and shut the door. "Just go away and leave me alone," she yelled at me, her eyes glaring at me as they streamed still more tears. "I can't do that Laney," I said, "we need to talk this over." "OOOHHHHH!" she screamed angrily, then buried her face in her hands and began weeping. "Laney, Please, we have to talk," I said, squeezing her shoulder. She shrugged my hand away, and didn't respond, but continued crying. I sat silently next to her, waiting for her sobbing to abate. Eventually, it did, and she regained some of her composure. She looked at me, her face wet and red, her eyes bloodshot. "Why John? Why didn't you just tell me? Why did you let me make a fool of myself?" she said finally, staring at me with tears running down her cheeks. I felt my face redden a little. I hadn't thought of the situation quite from that viewpoint. I said, "I'm sorry Laney. I never meant to hurt or embarrass you. I thought you understood that I wasn't interested in being more than just good friends. I tried not to lead you on." "Well, you didn't try hard enough!" she said, "Everytime I kissed you, you kissed me back! Christ John! You shagged me on your bloody living room floor! What did you think I thought? Or didn't you care?" "Of course I cared Laney! I do love you! But only as a good friend!" I said. "Do you fuck all your 'good friends'?" she asked angrily, her eyes blazing at me now. I felt my eyes watering a little, as I heard the venom in her voice, and felt the sting of her verbal slap. "No," I said, quietly, "what happened between us was a mistake Laney, and I'm sorry. Very sorry! It should never have happened. I never meant to hurt you!" I felt a tear run down my cheek, as I looked away from her. I could feel her eyes boring into the back of my head, as I wiped the tear from my cheek. After an awkward pause, in a quieter tone, she finally said, "Well, it DID happen, and I AM hurt!" I looked back at her. Some of her anger appeared to have dissipated. "I'm so sorry Laney. Truly. I do care a lot about you, and I value you as a good friend. I'm sorry I hurt you!" I said, wiping another tear that had escaped my eye. She sat looking at me for a minute, then asked, "So are you gay? Are you and Andy 'together'?" I felt my face turning red again, and looked out the windshield. "Well, I'm not actually exclusively gay," I said, "I'm bi. I like guys and girls. I find you attractive. Very attractive. But, I also find Andy incredibly attractive as well, and yes - he and I are a couple." Laney was quiet of a moment, digesting this. Finally, she said, "Wow! I'd never have thought of you as being gay or bi or whatever you are. Everyone's sure Andy is gay though, and nobody can understand why you hang out with him. I guess now I know why you do. I guess that actually, I could always see that you two had something 'extra' between you - something more than ordinary male friends have. I think I realized he was in love with you. I guess I thought that's what the 'extra' thing was. But, I certainly didn't realize or even consider that you might feel the same way for him! I just thought you liked him, and felt sorry for him. GOD! I've been so jealous of him for taking up all your time - time I thought you might rather be spending with me. I can't believe how stupid I've been! How come I couldn't see how you felt about him, and how you didn't feel about me?" "Maybe it's because your feelings for me clouded your thoughts a little," I said, "I'm sorry, but I thought you realized that I didn't have romantic feelings for you. If for a moment I'd thought that you felt I did have feelings like that for you, I'd have set things straight. I sincerely thought you realized that all I wanted to be with you was friends. As for my feelings for Andy, well, we've both tried to keep our feelings for each other private from everyone. Neither of us wants to be 'out' yet." Laney gave a rueful smile, her eyes still watering, she look away and said, "Maybe you're right about my clouded thoughts. Maybe I should've been clearer with you too. Oh God! And I just kept throwing myself at you, when you didn't want me! Christ, I'm embarrassed!" "It's alright Laney, it's not your fault. I should've realized how strong your feelings were for me, and said something to you. You don't need to be embarrassed. And for what it's worth, like I said, I'm bi, not gay, I do think you're hot, and snogging and shagging with you was great. I just really thought though that you were aware that I was only a friend. I didn't think you were being romantic. I thought you were horny - like me!" Laney laughed then, and looked at me. "OK - yeah - I was horny! But ..." "I know now," I said, looking at her, "and I'm truly sorry. If you can forgive me, and are willing, I'd still like to be friends. But - no more snogging or shagging. Do you think we can still be friends?" Laney thought for a second, then said, "I don't know. Maybe. I'm still hurting quite a bit yet, even though I'm not showing it." "I know. I'm sorry," I said. "I know," she said. We sat silently for a minute, then I said, "Laney, can I ask you not to tell anyone about me and Andy?" "Sure," she said, "I won't 'out' you. Oh my God! Does Harry know?" "Uh, yeah, he knows," I said, "but don't be angry with him for not telling you, I asked him not to tell anyone. And, you should know that he's been fighting your battle for you with me for a bit now - defending your honor, and trying to stop me from hurting you. Unfortunately, his efforts apparently weren't enough. I thought he didn't understand about you and me. Man - he was right, and I was so wrong." "He's been fighting with you about me?" she asked, smiling a little. "Yeah - avidly!" I said. She smiled then and said, "he's not such a bad little brother afterall I guess. John, can I ask you a question? Are Harry and Jacob gay too?" "You'll need to ask Harry that," I said. "That's what I thought you'd say," she said, "of course if he was straight, I expect you'd just tell me. Also, if he knows about you and Andy and is willing to spend so much time with you, I can't see how he isn't gay too! If he is, it's OK with me. John, do you realize he thinks of you like an older brother? I mean he really idolizes you!" I chuckled, "I know he likes me, and he's said he thinks of me like I'm his brother, when I'm not hurting you that is. I think of him like he's a little brother too. I didn't realize he felt quite so strongly though." "He does," she said, "He goes on and on about you at home all the time. You're his hero!" "Yeah - well, I expect my pedestal got a lot shorter in his eyes today," I said. "He'll get over it," she said, "I'll fix things with him. He needs a big brother like you, especially a gay big brother, if that's what he's turning out to be himself!" Her eyes twinkled at me. "I didn't say he was gay Laney!" I said. "I know," she said, grinning a bit, "but I'm pretty sure I understand how things are with all four of you now!" "Laney -" I started, but she cut me off, "Don't worry, I won't say anything to him or get on him about it." "Thanks," I said, "So, do you want to come back inside?" "No, but thanks," she said, "I don't really want to face Andy, or even Harry yet. Can you bring Harry home later?" "Sure," I said, "so are we still friends?" She thought a minute then said, "Yeah, we can still be friends." Then, she leaned over and kissed my cheek. I kissed her cheek, and said "Great! Cause, I'd hate to lose such a great friend!" Laney smiled, but I could still see tears in her eyes. "I'm gonna go sort Harry out now," I said. "Thanks," she said, "and tell him I'm OK, and to stop worrying about me!" I grinned and started to get out of the car. "Um try starting your car now," I said. She did, but it still wouldn't turn over. "Hold the gas pedal all the way to the floor and crank the engine," I said. She tried that, and after a few seconds, her car finally coughed to life. "That's Fab!" Laney said, "How'd you know that?" "You flooded the engine," I said, "That's how to start a flooded engine!" "Brilliant! I'll remember that," she said. I slammed the car door and she backed out of the driveway. I waved after her and she beeped as she drove off. Looking at the house, I saw three worried faces all plastered up against the livingroom window. I smiled and waved at them and headed for the back door. Jack met me at the door, his tail wagging. I let him out for a quick pee on his favorite bush, then we went back into the house. I took off my jacket and dropped it on a chair in the hall, and walked into the living room. Andy was sitting back on the couch. He was readjusting his blanket. He looked nervous, and I could tell he'd been crying. Harry was sitting in one of the wing-backed chairs looking at me. He looked both angry and hurt. His eyes were wet too. Jacob was standing near the door looking very nervously at me. "Well?" he asked, as I entered the room. "Everything's fine," I said to him, and winked. He gave me a small smile, but then looked at Andy and Harry, and looked worried again. I walked over to the couch and sat down next to Andy. I put my arm around his shoulders and hugged him to me, and kissed him on the cheek. He looked into my eyes. His were bloodshot from crying. I smiled and quietly said, "It's OK. Nothing's changed from earlier. You're the one I love. I needed to explain it all to Laney though." Andy smiled faintly, and a tear escaped from the corner of Andy's eye and trickled down his cheek. Smiling, I wiped his tear away with my thumb. He smiled back at me and asked "So she knows everything now?" "Yeah," I said. "And you told her it's me you want to be with, and not her?" "Yeah," I said smiling at Andy. He smiled more broadly then, as a couple more tears ran down his cheeks. Before I could wipe them away, I heard a snuffle behind me, and glanced over my shoulder. Harry was getting up from his chair. He was crying. Before anyone could say anything, he'd run from the room, and up the stairs. Jacob looked at me pleadingly. "I gotta go take care of Harry now, OK?" I said, looking back at Andy and wiping away his tears. "Sure," he said, smiling at me. "Why don't you go snuggle a bit with Andy while I sort Harry out," I said to Jacob, as I got up and headed for the stairs. Jacob walked over and took my place beside Andy. When I glanced back at them before I went upstairs, Jacob had put his arm around Andy and was hugging him, and wiping another tear from his cheek. I went upstairs. Jacob's door was shut. I walked over to it, and knocked. I got no answer. I knocked again and called quietly, "Harry! We have to talk man." After a moment, he hollered, "Just leave me alone!" "Can't do that Harry, I'm comin' in," I said. I waited a couple seconds, then opened the door and stepped inside, closing the door behind me. Harry was laying on his back in the middle of Jacob's bed, looking up at the ceiling. His glasses were laying on the night stand, and he was rubbing his eyes with his fists. After a moment, he looked over at me, and said "I told you this would happen! I told you she was in love with you, and would get hurt!" I walked over to the bed and sat down next to him. Looking down at him, as he glared up at me, I said "Yeah Harry, you did. And I didn't listen to you. You were completely right and I was wrong. I'm really sorry Harry. I'm sorry for Laney, and for you too." Harry rolled onto his side, facing away from me. He was still snuffling. I grabbed the box of tissues off the night stand and reached over Harry, putting it down in front of him. He took a couple, and began wiping his eyes and nose. "Harry, you need to know that Laney and I just talked it all over. I know she's hurting right now. But she's going to be alright. She said so herself. She told me to tell you not to worry, that she's going to be fine. And, we've agreed we can still be friends." I said. Harry sniffled and said, "won't that be kind of hard?" "Maybe it'll be hard for Laney at first, but I think it'll work out OK," I said. Harry wiped his nose again, then rolled over onto his back and looked at me. "So she knows all about you and Andy now?" he asked. "Yeah," I said. "Well, isn't she upset?" he asked. "Yeah, she is," I said, "but she understands everything now, and even though she's hurting right now, she says she'll be OK. I'm sure she will be." "Yeah," Harry said sarcastically, sitting up suddenly. He glared at me, his green eyes blazing, and continued, "Just like you were so sure she wasn't in love with you! I knew she was, but you said she wasn't! I trusted you to know better than me! And look what happened!" I hadn't realized just how much he felt as if I'd betrayed him, as well as having hurt his sister. "I'm sorry Harry," I said, as I felt tears well up in my eyes, "but I'm only human. I make mistakes sometimes too, just like everyone else. And I'm so sorry about this one! I never meant to hurt Laney, and I certainly never meant to hurt you either! I love you! You're like a little brother to me! I would never intentionally hurt you!" He looked at me as I blinked my tears back. He was fighting not to cry again, but it was a losing battle. His jaw began trembling, and tears ran down his cheeks. I reached over and put my arms around him and drew him to me. At first he tried to push me away, but finally giving in, he let me hold him, as he cried. I cried a little too along with him, as I held him. After a couple minutes, Harry got control of himself, and pulled away from me. As we both wiped our eyes, he said in a tired voice, "I know you never meant to hurt anyone. I'm sorry if I've been such a baby about this." "You don't have to be sorry, and you're not being a baby. You're just a concerned little brother!" I said. He smiled ruefully at me, then said, "So do you really think Laney'll be OK?" All traces of anger had left his voice now. "Well, we talked about everything, and she told me she'd be OK. I believe her. She's a strong girl." I said. "I sure hope so," Harry said. "Me too," I replied, "but keep an eye on her for me and let me know how she's doing, OK?" "OK," he said. "By the way," I said, "Laney asked if you knew about me and Andy, and I told her you did. Then she asked about you and Jacob. She wondered if you two were gay." Harry looked stricken. "Relax," I said, "I told her that she'd have to ask you such a question. Unfortunately, I think that confirmed her guess that you might be. But the good news is, she said that if you are, it's OK with her. She also told me she wouldn't tell anyone about me and Andy, so I doubt she'll say anything about her suspicions about you to anyone either. I expect she'll be talking to you though. I think it would be OK to be honest with her about yourself." Harry gulped, and looked up at me nervously. I gave him a hug and said "it'll be OK, really! She said she would be OK with it if you are gay! She also said she thought it was great that you had me as a kind of gay big brother in your life, in case you are gay!" Harry, smiled then and said, "she's right about that." I grinned and said, "so - are you and I OK again?" "I guess," he said smiling. I squeezed him in a hug then and kissed him on the top of his head. "C'mon, let's go watch that movie then," I said. We got up and went back downstairs to join Andy and Jacob. When we got downstairs, we found Andy and Jacob sitting on the couch leaning up against each other, talking quietly. They both looked up when they heard us descending the stairs. They both looked a little worried, but smiled when they saw that we were both smiling. "How 'bout that movie now?" I said. They both grinned then. The trays of snacks and drinks Harry and Jacob had brought in earlier were still sitting on the coffee table. The snacks were untouched, but the soda was pretty much gone. "Set it up, and I'll get fresh ice and more soda," I said. I refreshed our drinks, then we all crowded together on the couch and watched the movie, hungrily devouring our snacks. After the movie was over, it was getting close to supper time. The guys were still all hungry, so we left Andy on the couch resting, and went into the kitchen, and I threw together a couple pizzas, and popped them in the oven. I asked Jacob and Harry to pick up the kitchen, while I ran downstairs to the second refrigerator in the basement to get some bottles of ale to go with the pizza. When I returned, a minor food fight was in progress in front of the sink. Both boys were busy blowing handfuls of flour at each other, and smearing tomato sauce on each other's faces. "I said to clean up! Not to make a mess!" I yelled, grinning at them. "Oh!" Jacob said, looking at me blinking, "erm, k, no problem!" Then he grabbed Harry and started to lick the tomato sauce off his face. "EW!" I said. But Harry began licking Jacob's face clean too, and soon both their faces were clean and they were snogging, and grinding their pelvises into each other. I chuckled, as I cleaned up the counter. Suddenly Jacob pulled away from harry and said, "Wait! I've got an idea!" We looked at him, as he began unbuckling Harry's belt. I raised my eyebrows, as Jacob pulled Harry's jeans and boxers down, allowing Harry's full five inches to spring forth. Jacob then stuck his finger in the tomato sauce that was left in the jar, and smeared it all over Harry's hard penis. He dropped to his knees then and began to lick Harry clean. Harry gasped and moaned quietly, as Jacob licked up and down his cock. I felt my own dick stiffening quickly. "Guys! If you want to do it - you have to do it right," I said grinning, as I went to the refrigerator and took out a bottle of chocolate sauce. They both grinned then. As Harry's dick was clean already, I squirted a bead of it along the length of the top of his penis, and Jacob fell to, washing Harry's cock once more. It only took about a half minute, and Harry was groaning and pumping his hips back and forth as Jacob's mouth rode up and down his rigid shaft. Suddenly, Harry jerked his hips forward, and let out a gasp. I could tell he'd fired his first volley of cum into Jacob's mouth. I had my cock out now, and was masturbating, as I watched Harry getting off, while Jacob continued sucking on him. With a few more spasms, Harry's orgasm ended. Jacob turned to me, and grabbed the bottle of chocolate sauce and pushed my hands away from my cock. Then he squirted a line of it on top of my cock, and went down on me, sucking my cock, washing it clean. I was already close to coming, so it didn't take long before Jacob was swallowing my semen as well, as I spasmed with joy several times. Just as I finished coming, the oven timer went off. "Aw too bad Jacob, you don't get to get off," Harry said teasingly. Jacob looked crestfallen at first, but then when Harry reached over and ripped Jacob's pants down and dropped to his knees, while telling me to take care of dinner, while he took care of Jacob, Jacob grinned again. Harry slathered Jacob's dick in chocolate and immediately began sucking Jacob clean. Harry made quick work of Jacob's blow job. Only about a minute went by before Jacob began blasting gobs of cum into Harry's mouth, while I was still putting everything we needed onto trays to carry into the living room. We all washed our hands, and picked up quickly, then headed for the living room. "Don't let on to Andy about our little episode just now, he'll be depressed he missed it. I'll take care of him later!" I said winking at the guys. "He probably heard us anyway," Jacob said, grinning, his cheeks still flushed. He hadn't heard though. Andy was sleeping on the couch when we arrived back in the livingroom. I gently nudged him awake, then we all sat together, enjoying the pizza and ale. When we'd finished eating and picked up, I told Harry, I was supposed to drive him home. He looked depressed, and rather worried, but I said, "Hey! Just remember, we're all back together again, and things seem to be going OK." "Yeah, but Elizabeth's not home yet," Andy said quietly, giving me a worried look. "We'll deal with Elizabeth when she arrives," I said. Then I had Harry get ready to go, and drove him home. On the way, we talked about how nice it was that things seemed to be working out. I gave him a hug and a kiss, before he got out of the car, and he hugged and kissed me back, and told me he loved me. I told him I loved him too, and that we were there for him if he needed us. He smiled nervously as he got out of the car and went in. It started to snow lightly as I drove home. It was coming down pretty good as I pulled into the driveway. Elizabeth wasn't home yet. Andy was sleeping on the couch again when I got home. Jacob was poking at the fire, adding another log. I decided it was time to get Andy back to bed. He didn't protest as I carried him upstairs and helped him use the loo. Then I gave him his medications, and brushed his teeth. Finally, I carried him into my room and tucked him into bed. I was just leaning over to kiss him good-night, when I heard Elizabeth's voice behind me, "I hear we have a house guest?" she said. As I straightened up quickly and spun around, she caught a glimpse of Andy. Her hand flew to her mouth and she cried, "Oh dear God!" After an awkward pause she said "What happened to you Andy?" Andy looked upset and nervous. I said, "Why don't you and I go downstairs and I'll tell you what's been going on." Elizabeth looked at me warily, but said, "first I need to check that Andy's alright, I'm a nurse remember - it's what we do!" We all snickered, as Elizabeth went to work looking Andy over. Andy let out a yelp of surprise, as Elizabeth pushed the covers down, exposing his naked body. "Oh My!" she gasped in surprise, "I-I didn't realize you slept nude!" She looked at me with a funny look on her face, as both Andy and I turned bright red. Elizabeth took a quick survey of Andy's taped ribs, and leg cast, trying to avoid looking directly at his genitals, then she covered him up again. "OK then, you appear to be OK for the moment. I do want to know what happened though, and why are you here, instead of at home." she said. Andy's eyes began to water, and she realized he was upset. Quickly, I slipped inbetween Elizabeth and the bed and said, "I'll explain everything. Let's go downstairs though and get a drink first. Andy needs his rest." "OK," she said, looking at me with a puzzled look. I looked at Andy and said, "Get some rest now, I'll check on you later, it'll be alright." He just looked back at me nervously. I winked at him as I pushed everyone out of the room. As Jacob headed toward his room, I steered Elizabeth toward the stairs. We went downstairs to the livingroom. Elizabeth sat down on the couch. "Can I get you a drink?" I asked, walking to the bar and pouring myself a large brandy. "Am I going to need one?" she asked, eyeing me warily, as I swallowed a large gulp of brandy and topped off my snifter again. "Could be," I said, looking at her nervously. "OK, pour me a brandy then - but only half of what you gave yourself," she said. I poured her brandy and gave it to her, then sat down in one of the wing-backed chairs, facing her. Elizabeth took a sip of her brandy, and sat watching me. There was an uncomfortable silence, as I tried to figure out just where to begin. "Why don't you begin with how Andy got so dreadfully hurt," Elizabeth prodded, finally. I looked at her and said, "Some of his injuries he received from his father and brother. The others he received when he was jumped by a guy down by the river and fell down the embankment." "His father and his brother did this to him?" she said angrily. "Some of it," I said. "But, why John? Why would they hurt Andy?" she asked, her eyes locked on mine. Squirming, I looked away from Elizabeth and gazed at the logs that were crackling in the fireplace. I took another gulp of brandy, then looked back up at her and said "because he's gay." Elizabeth kept looking at me for several seconds. Then she took another sip of brandy and said, "I see." She was silent another few seconds, then she said "And his father and brother felt that this was good cause to beat the boy?" She was clearly livid, which I hadn't quite expected. "Um, yeah," I said, "and then they threw him out of the house. He ended up down by the river, living with some transients for a few days, and ended up in a fight with a guy who tried to steal his supper one night. The guy chased him, and he fell down the embankment toward the river. That's how he got the rest of his injuries." "Why didn't Andy come here for help, after his father threw him out?" Elizabeth asked. "He couldn't," I said. "Why not?" she persisted, "was he afraid you'd turn on him too because he's gay?" She was looking at me again. I swallowed the rest of my brandy in one gulp, and looked back at the fire. I felt like I was going to vomit. I swallowed a few times, then quietly I said, "no. He couldn't because - because I'm bisexual, and have been having a relationship with him, but the afternoon he got thrown out by his father, he had found me and Laney together. We were shagging when he found us. He thought I didn't want him anymore." I couldn't look up at Elizabeth, but I could feel her eyes boring into me. The silence was agonizingly deafening. Finally, Elizabeth said calmly, "you and Andy are lovers then?" "Yes," I said. "But you and Laney are also lovers?" she asked. "No, that just happened, it was a mistake. It shouldn't have happened," I said, still looking into the fire. I heard Elizabeth take another sip of brandy. "Are you in love with Andy?" she asked. "Yes," I said. There was another pause. Finally, I looked up at her. She was looking at me, but had no discernable expression on her face. I decided it was time to find out where we stood. I said, "I love Andy. He and I are partners. He needs help now. He can't take care of himself. He also has no home. He's going to be living with me from now on. You asked me to stay here with you after Dad died. That was my plan. But things have obviously changed now. We both love you and Jacob very much, but, with things the way they are now, if you want us to move out, we will." Elizabeth took another sip of her brandy, then said "Does Jacob know about you and Andy?" "Yes," I said, looking back at the fire again. She got up and went to the bar and refilled her glass. Then turning, she said "I'm very tired, and I have to think all of this over. We'll talk more tomorrow." Then she turned and walked toward the door. That wasn't the reaction I was expecting. I expected that Elizabeth would either throw us out, or say everything was going to be alright. I hadn't expected to be left hanging. I felt rather numb, and very unsettled. I heard Elizabeth ascending the stairs, then the door to her room shutting, as I refilled my own brandy. I let Jack out to pee. It was snowing to beat the band. He came back in quickly and ran to lie down in front of the fire again. I went upstairs then. I found Jacob sitting on my bed next to Andy. They both looked rather terrified. "Well?" Jacob burst out, as I entered the room. I told them what had happened. We were all silent for a while afterward. Then Jacob got up. "Where are you going?" I asked. "I'm going to talk to Mum," he said. "You can't!" I said. "I can," Jacob said, rather defiantly, "She's my mum, and if I want to talk to her I will!" Before I could stop him, he'd strode across the hall and knocked on Elizabeth's door. She told him to come in. He went in and shut the door behind him, leaving Andy and I looking at each other, wondering what the hell Jacob was going to say to Elizabeth, and better still - how she would take it... ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The next chapter in this series will be published shortly.