Date: Sat, 21 Feb 2004 06:08:40 -0800 (PST)
From: Thomas Gaige <togaige@yahoo.com>
Subject: My Step-Brother Jacob - Chapter 56

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
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			   My Step-Brother Jacob

				Chapter 56

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"YOU WHAT?" I said, staring incredulously at Andy, my fork frozen in
mid-air halfway from my plate to my mouth.

"I don't think I should go to the ball with you tonight," Andy repeated.

"Why not?" I asked, my fork still frozen, and my mouth hanging open.

Everyone else had stopped eating and was staring at Andy as well.

"I just don't think it would be wise for you to 'come out' in front of
your whole school this way," Andy said.

"That's it? That's your reason?" I asked, beginning to feel a little
relieved.

"Well...yes," Andy said.

"You're sure, that's the only reason?" I asked again.

"Yes, that's all. I just don't want you to get a bad reputation, because
of me!" he said.

"You're such an asshole Andy!" I said. "Eat your breakfast, we have to go
pick up our tuxes for tonight!"

Andy just sat and stared at me, blinking, as the boys all started
laughing. Even Grandma was smiling.

"I'm serious John!" Andy said, still looking at me.

"So am I! We're going to the ball together tonight! That's final! YOU
will NOT ruin my reputation! There may be a few people who can't handle
it that I have a boyfriend, but that's their problem! You are my
partner, my lover, my life Andy! I'm not hiding you, or my lifestyle in
a closet anymore! We're adults now! We're free to live our lives as we
wish to. And I wish to bring you to my ball, as my date! End of
discussion!" I said.

Andy looked at me a moment, then smiled, and said, "well...OK then."

"That's more like it, now eat up. We do have to go try on those tuxes in
case they need to be altered again yet," I said.

We all went back to eating then.

 * * *

We'd been eating quietly for a couple minutes, when Grandma cleared her
throat, looked at Jacob and Harry and said, "So is there a problem with
your bed? I noticed you boys weren't in your room earlier this morning,
and it didn't look like you'd been in there at all last night. Where are
you sleeping? This is the third night in a row!"

At first, nobody said anything, but I noticed that all four boys blushed
a little.

"We're sorry Grandma," Jacob said finally, "did you need us?"

"No, I just happened to come upstairs to get some clean sheets for my
bed, and I noticed that you weren't in your room," Grandma said.

John piped up then, "they were with us, we all got playing a game
together and all sort of fell asleep together in our room."

"I see," Grandma said, quietly. She glanced over at me, but I couldn't
read the look she was giving me. "Three nights in a row this has
happened huh? Well, whoever's sleeping on the floor must not be very
comfortable," Grandma said.

"You've got that right Grandma," Harry said quickly. He turned a deep
red, when he saw me look at him, and realized I knew he'd just lied to
Grandma.

Grandma just looked at Harry and smiled quietly.

"We told them they could sleep in our beds with us, because the floor is
too hard," John said then, "It's like a big slumber party!"

"I see," said Grandma.

"So, what're we going to do today?" Scott asked quickly, trying to change
the subject.

"Yeah! Can we go to the beach?" John asked, hoping too to divert
attention away from their sleeping arrangements.

I told them that Andy and I had to go pick up our tuxes and boutonnieres,
but that maybe we could fit a trip to the beach in afterward. The boys
all started talking excitedly then about riding the waves.

 * * *

As we continued eating, the phone rang. Scott jumped up and ran to
answer it. It was Brian calling for me. I'd left a message for him the
previous night, asking him to give me a call back.

After Brian and I had exchanged pleasantries, he asked what I'd needed.
I told him I was finished with Mike's journals and wanted to return
them. He asked me if I could meet him at the cemetery a little later.
We decided to meet at 10:30. Before he hung up I asked him if he would
be willing to stop at a store and pick up some champagne, beer, and a
bottle of JD for me. He said he would, then we hung up.

When we'd finished eating, I asked the boys if they would pick up the
dishes for us, so Andy and I could shower and get dressed, to go pick up
our tuxes. They said they would. I also told them that our trip to the
beach wouldn't happen until after lunch. They all looked disappointed,
but then John asked if they could go to the skate park for a while before
lunch. I told them that we'd drop them off there on our way to get our
tuxes.

As Andy and I were about to head upstairs, I noticed Grandma was standing
outside on the deck, watching the six of us. I told Andy to go on ahead
without me, then went out on the deck to talk to Grandma for a minute.

 * * *

"Is everything alright?" I asked her.

"Yes, why wouldn't it be?" she said.

"I don't know, you tell me. Is there anything you want to talk about, in
particular regarding the boys?" I asked.

Grandma looked at me, and was about to say something, but must've thought
better of it, and merely said, "no, actually, I expect you have
everything under control."

I fixed Grandma with a stare, raised my eyebrow and looked questioningly
at her.

She almost seemed to squirm a little, and avoided my look.

Finally she burst out with, "do you still talk to the twins about sex?"

I smiled and said, "well, yeah, when they come to me with their
questions."

"So they still do come to you with their questions then?" she asked,
rather anxiously.

"Yeah, they do, and I try my best to answer them in a way that gives them
the information they need, and at the same time stresses safety," I said.

"That's good, I'm glad to hear that!" Grandma said.

"Is there a problem I'm unaware of?" I asked.

"Probably not. I'm probably reading more into the situation than I
should be," Grandma said. "It's just that the two nights you and Andy
were away, and then again last night, Jacob and Harry have spent the
whole night in the twins' room with them. That really isn't a problem in
and of itself. I know how well they all get along, and how much they
like each other. But John, I'm not deaf! I swear at one point I heard
sexual sounds coming from that room. And, then the night before last, I
went upstairs to check on them. It was late. Jacob and Harry weren't
in their room. The twins' door was shut. I knocked on it, and got no
answer. I know I shouldn't have, but I needed to check if Jacob and
Harry were in there too, so I opened the door and looked in. John!
Scott was in bed with Harry. They were sleeping in each other's arms.
And Jacob and John were together in the other bed, also snuggled
together. From what I could see of them, and all their clothes scattered
on the floor, I got the impression they might all be naked as well. You
know I'm not a prude John, and that I don't have anything against gays.
If I did, how could I love you so much? And, you know I love you and
Andy as if you were my own sons! Getting back to the boys though. I'm
wondering what's going on with my grandsons and Jacob & Harry! I wasn't
born yesterday. I know that boys their age are naturally curious about
their bodies, and other people's bodies, and that their hormones are
pumping at full speed all the time. I'm also aware that it's not
uncommon for boys who are close to each other to experiment with each
other sexually. I'm certain in my own mind that the twins have been
experimenting with each other. I'm OK with that. They're on the same
level with each other, plus they're brothers. Twins at that. It almost
seems natural that they'd experiment with each other, especially since
they share a room. But John, I don't know how to put this any other
way. I'm wondering if Jacob and Harry may have been experimenting with
each other before you all arrived here, and if maybe the twins haven't
talked them into joining them. I think that maybe the four of them are
all having sex together! I'm sorry. That sounds awful. I hope I
haven't upset you. I just don't want anyone to get hurt! Not my
grandsons, or your boys either!"

I was stunned that Grandma had correctly deduced so much about the
situation. I just stood staring at her for a moment.

Finally, I said, "first and foremost, you need to know that I consider
your grandsons 'my boys', as well as I do Jacob & Harry! And of course I
don't want to see anyone get hurt either. In fact, I won't allow anyone
to get hurt. I do try to stay on top of what's going on with all four of
them, all the time. All of them seem to feel completely comfortable
discussing anything with me. And I do talk to them often. I can't speak
to you about anything I might have discussed with your grandsons in
confidence. And yes, quite often they ask me not to tell anyone what
we've discussed. I need to keep their confidences, or they won't feel
like they can talk to me about anything anymore. I also can't tell you
about anything personal that Jacob or Harry may have discussed with me,
for the same reason. I can tell you this though. I know for a fact that
not one of those boys is being hurt in any way by any of the others. The
fact that they were sleeping together the way you saw them, I suppose is
a little unusual compared to how you might expect to find other boys
sleeping together when they are visiting each other. Although, the
twins' beds are rather small, so I suppose they could've simply been
trying to avoid falling out of them. Consider this though, if they were
sleeping snuggled up together, for whatever reason, it does mean that
they have feelings for each other. Feelings of love. I don't
necessarily mean romantic feelings. See, I know for a fact that the
twins and Jacob & Harry have become VERY close to each other. And I know
that they do love each other. They think of each other as if they were
were all brothers. I really don't know if there's any more to it than
that. I will talk to them and see if I can't get them to enlighten me as
to what's going on though. And, I'll handle whatever is going on. I
promise you that everything will turn out OK."

"You're right. And I feel a lot better looking at it from your
perspective. Thank you John! Those boys are so lucky to have you in
their lives. I don't know what I'd do if the twins didn't have you. I
know they confide in you, and I'm glad they do. John, you have to do
whatever is necessary to keep your channel of communication on that level
open with them. They so need you to talk to, to seek guidance from. I
trust you implicitly John. I know you'll never let anything bad happen
to them, so long as it's in your power to protect them. I know that
you'll handle whatever is happening with them now. I'm glad we had this
conversation, so that you're aware of what's been happening, while you've
been away. And, I want you to know that you can always come to me too,
anytime you need to talk to someone, about anything, whether it's about
the boys, or even about yourself." Grandma said, smiling at me.

"Thanks, Grandma, I do know that. And I will take good care of the
boys!" I said, smiling back at her.

I got up then, and gave her a kiss on the cheek and went back into the
house. As I walked through the kitchen, the boys all looked up at me
with sober expressions. I winked at them and told them we'd be ready to
leave for the skate park in just a little while, and suggested they just
get dressed after they finish the dishes, and not bother showering, as
they would only get all sweaty anyway. They all just nodded or quietly
replied, "OK."

 * * *

I jogged up to the bathroom then, and found Andy in the shower, slowly
flogging his log with a soapy hand, waiting for me.

"Do we have time for a quickie?" he asked, grinning at me.

"Uh, no, actually, we don't. I'm sorry. We have to make some time to
have a discussion with the boys!" I said.

"What's wrong?" he asked, suddenly concerned.

As I washed, I related to him the discussion Grandma and I had just had,
and what I'd heard and seen in the twins' room the night before.

"Whoa! Well, that was to be expected I guess," Andy said, as he began
rinsing off.

"Yeah, but we'd best check that things aren't getting too out of
control," I said.

Andy agreed.

When Andy was finished rinsing himself, he rinsed me off too. We quickly
dried off, and then went to our room to dress. A few minutes later, we
were down in the kitchen, calling the boys together to go.

"You guys didn't take very long showering," Jacob said, quietly to me.

"Well, sometimes there're more important things than a quickie!" I
replied, smiling at him.

He looked at me apologetically.

 * * *

The boys all got their skateboards and we took off. When we got to the
skate park, the boys were surprised when I parked under a tree, rather
than just pulling up to the curb to drop them off.

"You're staying with us?" Scott asked.

"Just for a little while, we all need to have a talk," I said.

The boys all looked guiltily at each other.

"C'mon, there's a nice big quiet tree over there, where we can sit and
discuss a few things," I said.

Glumly the boys all trudged behind Andy and I toward the tree.

"Would you prefer if I got lost for a while?" Andy asked.

Before I could reply, John looked up at Andy and said, "You can stay, we
know what John wants to talk about, and we know he'll have told you about
it already anyway. Besides, you're just like another brother to all of
us, so you belong here with us."

Andy and I looked at each other. I could see he had tears in his eyes
because of what John had said.

"Thanks John," he said, reaching out and mussing the boy's hair.

Andy and I looked at the four boys. They all looked a little nervous,
and embarrassed.

"Well, why don't we all sit down then," I said.

Andy and I sat down with our backs to the tree trunk, and the four boys
all sat in a semi-circle, looking at us, waiting for the proverbial axe
to fall.

 * * *

I chuckled and said, "nobody's in trouble, stop looking so worried! I
take it you guys heard some or all of what Grandma and I were discussing
out on the deck a while ago though, huh?"

"Pretty much all of it," Jacob said, looking glumly at me. "Harry and I
are sorry if we caused you any problems."

"Nobody's caused me any problems. However, I think it might be a good
idea if you gave me an idea of what it is you guys have been up to the
last few nights," I said.

The boys' faces all turned varying shades of red, and they all looked at
each other not sure what to say.

"Guys, it's me and Andy. You can tell us anything. Anyway, I already
know for a fact that you've been having sex. I knew even before Grandma
spoke with me. Last night I went upstairs, and found Jacob & Harry's
room empty. I stepped over to John and Scott's room. As I was about to
knock on the door, I heard some low moaning, and some squeaking
bedsprings. I heard Jacob say "go ahead Scott". Then I heard the other
bed's springs begin to squeak a little too, and Jacob started moaning
quietly. I left then. Later when I came back upstairs to go to bed, I
knocked on your door. There was no answer, so I peered in at you and saw
John and Harry in one bed, and Jacob and Scott in the other. All your
clothes, including your boxers, were on the floor, and there was a half
empty tube of KY on the nightstand. I think it's pretty obvious what you
guys were up to. And NO, I'm not mad or upset with any of you. I do
think maybe we should discuss things a little though." I said.

The boys all looked at each other, and ended up all looking at Jacob.

"Me? Why do you always want me to do the talking?" he asked looking at
them.

"You're the oldest," John said.

"You're their brother," Scott said.

Harry just shrugged.

I chuckled and said, "You're ALL our brothers, and you should ALL be able
to tell us anything. Anyway...Jacob, why don't explain what's been
going on."

Jacob looked at me and said, "it's pretty much what you and Grandma
think. The guys have been playing around with each other, but they've
only been wanking and sucking, not shagging. Well, the first night you
were gone, they were talking about things with me and Harry, and when
they found out that we shag, as well as suck, they asked us if we would
show them how. Obviously we agreed to. Well, we'd kind of already
gotten off a few times together that night, so we decided to wait till
the following night. That night, Harry tried shagging Scott, and I let
John shag me. Then last night, Harry tried to shag John, and I let Scott
shag me. Quite frankly, neither of them liked being shagged, so Harry
stopped. Both of them seemed OK with being the 'top' though. I'm sorry
if what we did was wrong. But was it really wrong though?"

I looked at the twins, who squirmed and turned a little redder.

"Did either of you get hurt at all during any of this?" I asked.

"No," they chorused.

"How about you guys?" I asked Jacob & Harry.

They both said they were OK too.

"Well, then given your history together, and knowing all four of you the
way I do, I don't think you were doing anything wrong," I said, smiling
at them all, as they all looked at me.

"You were just having a good time, and learning about things, that's
all," Andy added.

The boys all looked relieved, and even smiled a little at us.

"So do you have any questions?" I asked.

The twins looked at each other, then Scott said, "Is it OK if me and John
want to try out girls too?"

I grinned and said, "of course it is! Anyone in particular you have in
mind?"

"No," they replied in unison.

"Well, how about we sit down and have a discussion about girls somewhere
along the way before we go back to the UK, OK?" I said.

"OK," they replied together again.

"I think that'll have to be a conversation just between you two and John
though!" Andy said, and we all snickered.

"So, does all this mean we have to stop fooling around with Jake &
Harry?" Scott asked.

"Well, I think it's OK if you guys still want to do things together, but
you need to be a little more discreet about it. While Grandma sounds
like she understands about how boys sometimes experiment, I don't think
she really likes it. At least not where you two are concerned. So if
you're going to be with Jacob & Harry, try to keep it private. I do
think maybe you should sleep in your own rooms though." I said.

"What're you going to tell Grandma?" John asked.

"That I talked with all you guys, and that she shouldn't worry, that
everything's OK," I said.

The boys all sat looking at us, smiling then.

"So, any more questions?" I asked.

Nobody had any, so I told them if they thought of any later, to talk to
me or Andy. They all nodded or said "OK".

I told the boys they could take off and go skate, that we'd pick them up
in a couple hours. Harry and the twins ran off toward the skating area
then. Jacob hung back though, looked up at me and quietly asked, "So
you're really not upset with me and Harry then?"

I grinned and mussed Jacob's hair and said "No Jacob, everything's OK!"

He grinned then and ran off to catch up with the others.

"God, he's getting old!" I said to Andy, as we watched him re-join the
others.

We both grinned at each other and snickered, then headed for the car.

 * * *

Andy and I drove to the mall then to pick up our tuxes and boutonnieres
for the ball.

There were no other customers at the Formal Wear store when we got there,
so we were able to be waited on immediately. A good-looking, young man,
named Franco, who couldn't have been much older than Andy and I, appeared
to be the only person working at the shop. He took us to a fitting room,
with our tuxes, so we could try them on. When he saw we had matching
tuxes, he asked if our dates would be wearing matching gowns. I looked
at him, grinned, and told him that we were each other's dates. Franco
blushed a little, but smiled and told us he hoped we'd have a wonderful
time.

As no one else was around, I didn't bother using a changing room, and
just started to strip in the fitting area. Andy, followed my lead.
Franco suddenly became fidgety. I noticed he kept glancing at Andy and
I. At my naked chest in particular. He forced himself to look away.
But when I took my jeans off and was standing in front of him in just my
briefs, his eyes bulged at the site of my bulge. Franco was oblivious to
anything else and just stared at my crotch. Andy, who was standing off
to the side, smirked at me and pointed to Franco's crotch. He was
sporting some serious wood in his jeans.

Deciding to have some fun, I said, "S'cuse me, but I gotta adjust!" and I
shoved my hand down into my briefs and grabbed my genitals and massaged
them a moment, before pulling my hand back out. I thought Franco was
going to have a heart attack, or split the seams in the crotch of his
jeans, and Andy was just about dying, trying not to laugh out loud.

I took the tux pants and pulled them on then. They fit fine, but I
thought I'd have a little more fun.

"Franco, can you check my inseam for me? I'm not sure if the pants are
riding up into my crotch too much or not." I said.

Andy nearly choked, trying not to laugh, as he pulled on his tux pants.

Franco knelt in front of me. He was practically salivating. He stared
at my crotch, which was just inches from his face. I could practically
feel the heat from his breath on my lower abdomen. He measured the
inseam, then stood up and said it seemed alright to him.

"Look, it's important that I get this right," I said, "does this seem OK
to you?"

I reached under the crotch of the pants and pushed them up and held them
against me, cupping my genitals. Franco looked, then said it looked OK
to him.

"Why don't you check for me," I said, as Andy started coughing, "it's OK,
use your hands."

Franco looked at me with a mixture of nervousness and lust on his face.
He didn't know what to do.

I looked into his eyes, as sincerely as I could, and said, "it's OK, go
ahead and check my crotch out!"

Andy was practically doubled over, fighting the urge to laugh.

Franco's expression changed to pure lust then. He knelt in front of me
and reached for the crotch of my tux pants and pushed them upward toward
my body. He stopped when he was almost ready to touch me.

"I think it's fine Sir," he said.

"It's OK Franco, do your job, make sure it fits really good," I said.

Franco looked up into my eyes, and I smiled warmly at him, as off to the
side, Andy had begun to calm down, and I noticed his crotch was starting
to swell. Franco pushed upward then and pressed the palm of his hand
against my crotch...

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