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The next day I woke up because some heavy weight was suddenly fell on top of me. I panicked as I opened my eyes only to see it was Curtis who jumped on me, disturbing me from my peaceful slumber.
"Guess who's feeling better!" He said happily like a little child. "That's good, bro." I said sleepily, "Now can you please let me sleep?" "No!" He said as he began to playfully wrestle me which eventually fully woke me up. I tried to fight back but Curtis was pretty strong and seeing him shirtless wasn't helping me to fight back either.
After some minutes of him wrestling me, I found myself rock hard. At this point, I didn't even fight back anymore. Then, Curtis's hand brushed over my cock which made him stop wrestling me. He looked at me for a while and I looked back at him confused why he stopped. Curtis smiled at me as he slowly moved down to my shorts. He pulled my boxers down to my knees as he took a mesmerized look at my cock. Then, without even saying anything, Curtis opened his mouth and took my cock in. Holy shit, the feeling was out of this world. It sent an electric shock to my entire body which caused me to shiver a bit. The feeling of my cock in his warm mouth as his tongue danced around my boy meat made my legs weak. I pulled my head back and closed my eyes. "Oh my god, Curtis." I said as I bit my lips. Curtis took in all six and a half inches of me, I could even feel the tip of his nose touching my trimmed hairs. He started to bob his head up and down which sent me to heaven.
"You like sucking your big bro's cock huh?" I said huskily as I grabbed his hair. I got so turned on when I was talking dirty to him. "I bet you like the taste of my cock." I said as I pushed his head down to tell him to suck me faster. "Oh fuck!" I said as I felt myself getting close, "Don't stop, little bro."
I was seconds away from the money shot. I held Curtis's head down. "Oh my fucking god!" I said as I shot my thick creamy load into Curtis's mouth. I don't know how much I came but it felt like I was going to pass out. The orgasm was too overwhelming for me that I was out of breath.
Curtis stood up and looked at me as I was breathing heavily, my cock still wet from his heavenly blowjob. "Did you like that big bro?" He said as he was also out of breath. I could only nod yes. Then, Curtis resumed to wrestle me. He got on top of me and we both began to laugh. This time though, Curtis's face was close to mine. We eventually ended up staring at each other, our faces only an inch away form each other. His face gradually got closer and closer and closer. My lips made contact with his lips. Holy fuck, Curtis was an amazing kisser. I surrendered to him, my mouth slowly opened as he pushed his tongue into my mouth, our tongues danced as I held Curtis's butt which was firm but soft at the same time.
We made-out for about five minutes until Curtis removed my hands from his butt. He moved down and held my thighs, he was trying to spread my legs. "Let me fuck you." He said huskily, but still with that same commanding tone. I was taken by surpise by his request. Curtis was my brother, I didn't want him to fuck me. "What?" I asked him with a surprised look on my face. "I wanna fuck you." He said as he continued to try to spread my legs open but I was resisting. "Curtis, no." I said as I tried to push him away. "Please?" He pleaded as I noticed his grip on my thighs was getting tighter. I was getting pissed at this point, "Curtis, no!" I said to him, "Get the fuck off me." Curtis was probably surprised and let go of his grip. I kicked him away as I stood up. "What the fuck Curtis?" I said furiously. I didn't wait for his response, I went to the bathroom and slammed the door. I was red hot, I never felt this angry before I felt like I was about to cry.
Suddenly, Curtis was banging on the bathroom door. "Get out of there you fucking faggot!" He said angrily. That took me to my edge, "SHUT UP, CURTIS! JUST SHUT THE FUCK UP!" I said screaming as I repeatedly kicked the door. I swore in Filipino repeatedly as I sat on the shower floor crying my heart out. _
Curtis POV:
"SHUT UP CURTIS! JUST SHUT THE FUCK UP!" I heard James say from the bathroom. I suddenly snapped out of it. I fell silent realizing what I just said. I sat down on the bed trying to collect my thoughts.
What the fuck was wrong with me? I hurt him, I hurt him so fucking bad. Why would I do something like that to the one person who I look up to as an older brother? Eventually the whole room was silent, I would hear Curtis sobbing in the bathroom. I didn't know what to do, I was never put in a situation like this. It was so frustrating, I felt so helpless. I started to cry too. There was so much regret and guilt and frustration. What the hell was I thinking?
After about an hour, James got out of the bathroom, his eyes were bloodshot from crying. "James...James." I said as I stood up from the bed. He didn't notice me, he just left the bedroom. I followed him to the kitchen were he was pouring himself a glass of water. "James please, I'm sorry." I said, my voice was breaking since I was about to cry again. Again, James didn't notice me, he didn't even look at me. "James, can we talk about this please?" I said as I held his arm. "Get your fucking hands off me." He said in a furious tone. I let go as he walked out and left the apartment. I wasn't sure where he went. I just went back to the bedroom and laid down on my mattress as I continued to cry. _
James POV:
I walked out of the apartment. I couldn't think clearly with Curtis in the same room as me. I took a short walk to the 7-11 beside our apartment to have a cup of coffee. I sat down and stared blankly at the people outside as I took a sip of my coffee. Slowly, my thoughts began to clear up. I know knew why I was so mad at Curtis, I felt like I had every reason to be mad at him. I felt angry and somewhat invaded that Curtis, of all people, would do something like that to me. It was something I never expected him to do despite his personality when he's horny.
I haven't said anything to Curtis the rest of the day. I kept things to myself, silently scrolling though my phone in the living room while he was in my bedroom. When mom and Auntie arrived in the evening, I greeted them and gave them a kiss. I told them I was tired and wasn't really hungry so I went to my bedroom.
Once I opened my bedroom door, Curtis was there sitting on the floor. We stared at each other silently. I went to the bathroom to freshen up and get ready for bed. When I got out of the bathroom, I went straight to my bed and forced myself to fall asleep. His presence was unbearable, I was so angry with him.
The following days, I remained cold with him. We both haven't said a word to each other. Even when he left to return to the US, I didn't say goodbye. I was kinda surprised that mom and auntie didn't notice that I didn't speak to him. Once they left, I went back to my bedroom to clean up. I noticed that Curtis left a piece of paper on my bedside with the word, sorry, written on it. I messaged Katie that day.
James: Hey
Katie: Heyy
James: Wanna come over tomorrow?
Katie: Yeah sure! I'll be there around 2! :)
James: Alright. See you
I figured that I needed someone to vent out to. It was unhealthy for me to bottle up all my feelings. Katie's my bestfriend she's probably the best and only person I can talk to about this incident.
The next day, I woke up at around noon to the sound of rain. It's been several days since the incident and I've gradually cooled down. My anger towards Curtis eventually lessened. Anyways, I got up from my bed and took a quick warm shower. I've noticed that my body got a bit bigger. I mean, I didn't gain weight or anything but I felt somewhat larger, my shoulders felt broader and my stomach felt firmer. I got out of the shower and put on a shirt and some boxer shorts.
An hour later, Katie was at the door. She greeted me as I opened the door with her usual hug. Her positive vibe was so contagious, seeing her made me smile. We talked as we ate some food which I ordered earlier. Eventually, when we were done, Katie sensed I wasn't my usual self. "Hey, you okay?" She asked with a look of genuine concern. "Yeah, why?" I said. "I don't know, you just don't seem like normal James today." She said. I laughed and asked her if she wanted coffee before telling her what was up with me. "Yes please." She said. "Well, Curtis and I had a bit of a fight several days ago." I said. I saw that Katie was listening intently, she gave me that "tell me more" look. "Well let's just say that Curtis gave me a blowjob and it eventually led to us...making out." I took a pause to compose myself so as not to cry. "Can we go to my bedroom please?" I asked her. Katie nodded yes as we got up to go my bedroom, we sat on my bed facing each other as I continued to tell her what happened. "He...he asked me if he could...fuck me." I said trying to hold back the tears, "Of course, I was surprised by this, I immediately said no. But Curtis was getting forceful...it was a good thing that I was able to push him away. Then I locked myself in the bathroom." I was already crying at this point, Katie was rubbing my back. I struggled to finish my story, "He called me a fucking faggot, Katie. Who the fuck does that?" I said as I broke down to tears as Katie hugged me tight.
"James, listen to me." Katie said, "Don't let anyone hurt you. I want you to be strong." "Am I...am I gay, Katie?" I asked her and although I wasnt sure why I asked her that, I felt like she would help me figure out who I was. "James, only you would know that. Regardless if you're gay or what, you'll still be my bestfriend. If you ask me, whatever it is that you and Curtis did, I suppose it was a product of your curiosities. We're teenagers, James. We do a lot of stupid shit."
Katie's words were so comforting to hear. Soon enough, I stopped crying and we both found ourselves cuddling on my bed as the sound of the rain and the smell of coffee calmed our nerves. We were silent for a pretty long while until Katie started to run her hands on my torso. Then, she lifted my shirt and continued to feel my body.
"I think I know why Curtis was so into you." She said as she stared down at my boxers. My cock was rock hard at this point. Katie got on top of me as we began to make out, she was a way better kisser than Curtis, that's for sure.
Well, to cut the long story short, Katie gave me an amazing blowjob which caused me to release a huge load. I didn't jack off for days so my balls were pretty heavy and I was aching to bust a nut so I was pretty glad that Katie helped me out.
"Your cock tastes pretty good." Katie said as she got up to get dressed. I was still lying down, staring at her naked, slender body, my cock was still rock hard. An hour later, Katie's dad arrived to pick her up. Before I opened the door for her, I was only able to mutter one word. "Thanks." I said to her with a smile, it was good to feel genuinely happy again. "No problem, James. Just let me know when you want me to come over." She said as she kissed me goodbye.
I went back to my bedroom to collect my thoughts again. I came to the conclusion that I was bi and I was pretty satisfied with that. _
A few weeks passed and I invited Katie over a few more times. She gave me some blowjobs and handjobs here and there and we never got tired of making out. The funny thing though is, we still see each other as best friends and nothing more. It made me remember what Curtis said to me before, it's nothing sexual, it's just a brotherly gesture. That's what Katie was sort of doing. There wasn't anything romantic or sexual about it, it was just...fulfilling pleasures. _
I woke up at around nine in the morning. It was a Saturday and my mom was home. I went to the kitchen and saw my mom preparing some breakfast for the two of us. "Good morning sweetie." She said with her usual bright smile. "Morning, mom." I replied sleepily. "So auntie and Curtis are arriving tomorrow." She said excitedly. I wasn't excited nor looking forward to seeing Curtis at all tomorrow but I didn't want to kill mom's vibe so I faked a smile and said, "That great!"
We spent the rest of the Saturday at the mall. Mom went grocery shopping to prepare food for Auntie and Curtis while I went to H&M to buy new clothes. I went to the dressing room to try on some clothes. I took off my shirt and took a look at my body and I noticed that I changed a bit, I seriously got bigger and it looks like I gained some muscle. It was pretty strange though considering that I haven't been working out or anything and the most "exercise" I get is from jacking off. I figured that I should actually start working out to put the muscle I gained to good use. Anyways, we had dinner at home. Mom and I were silently eating our meal until she began talking. "Sweetie," She said, "whatever it is that you and Curtis fought about, I'm hoping you've moved on from it. I noticed that you didn't even say goodbye to him before they left." I sighed. "I will try mom." I said.
I went to my bedroom and proceeded with my usual pre-sleep ritual of taking a shower and jacking off. In the middle of my jack off session, Curtis suddenly popped up in my head. I immediately lost the vibe to continue and I slowly stopped stroking my rock hard cock. I began to think about Curtis, I looked back at what happened weeks ago. Even up to this point, I still found it quite difficult to forgive him. I'm a selfish person, I can't find any reason to forgive him.
Then I remembered my childhood. I remembered how majority of my childhood was spent with Curtis by my side. I remembered how important he was to me, how much I needed him to be by my side especially now that I'm a teenager. Ever since I entered this process of growing up, I began to understand emotions and grasp them in its truest form, my eyes were open to harsh realities of school, family and society. As a fatherless, bisexual, sixteen year-old, growing up is like forcing myself through the hole of a needle.
I realized that Curtis was my brother and I couldn't hold a grudge against him forever because, one way or another, he will always be there no matter what. I began to cry after thinking about this. I wanted to forgive Curtis but I'm not ready yet.
It will take time, I suppose. _
Mom woke me up early the next day so I could help her with cooking some lunch. Auntie and Curtis would arrive any time soon. I was helping mom chop some vegetables when the door rang. Mom rushed to the door to open it, greeting Auntie and Curtis. I peered out the kitchen doorway to say hi to Auntie, Curtis and I just met eyes for a while then I went back to the kitchen to resume the cooking. We had lunch and just like before, Auntie and mom filled up the room with stories. Curtis kept quiet, ocassionally looking at his phone. I tried to make eye contact but he wouldn't look back at me. "Your furniture just arrived yesterday, I signed the papers for you already." Mom said to auntie. "That's great!" Auntie said, "At least we can settle in later."
After eating, I volunteered to clean up while mom, auntie and Curtis went to the upstairs apartment to unbox and assemble their furniture. "I'll just follow." I told mom as I started to clean up.
I opened the door to the upstairs apartment and saw Auntie and my mom moving some chairs around. Their apartment looked almost exactly like ours except that the furniture was new and modern. "Oh hey, honey, why don't you help Curtis with his things? He's in his room." Mom said with a smile. Her smile was a signal, I knew she wanted me to help Curtis so we'd have the opportunity to talk and sort things out. The walk to his bedroom felt so long, I didn't know what to expect, I wasn't ready to approach him. I sighed before opening his door. "Hey." I said monotonously, "Mom said I should help you with some boxes."
We were both quiet as I helped him organize stuf. Ocassionally, I'd ask him where to put this or where to place that but other than that, there wasn't any small talk at all. "Thanks." Curtis said with a forced slight smile. I just smiled back and left the room to go back to my apartment. Mom and I had dinner together after she was done helping Auntie. "So, did you two talk?" She asked me. "Not yet, mom. I don't think I'm ready to talk about it." I said. "You two boys remind me of Sophia and I. We used to fight quite a lot when we were your age, sometimes it was about something small but sometimes it was severe. Just like you, we'd spend days and weeks not talking until eventually, Sophia would invite me for some coffee or tea and we'd talk about it, sometimes even laughing at how silly we were for fighting." She took a sip from her wine and continued, "Those were years ago and look at us now, the two of us are like sisters."
Mom said some pretty comforting words. I was happy that she understood that things like these take time. I gave her a kiss and went to my bedroom. It was too early to sleep. It was only 9pm. I decided to read some books and watch a film until I felt sleepy. It was around 1am when my eyes were slowly closing. I got up from my bed to take a quick warm shower and proceeded to lay down on my bed. I pulled my boxers down and proceeded with my usual pre-sleep ritual which was to jack off. I started to feel my firm body, running my hands from my chest down to my cock. I wrapped my hands around my already-hard cock then I noticed that it felt bigger. My cock felt harder and thicker. I got up to get a ruler to measure it (I'm weird, I know.) and was surprised to see that the tip of my cock was already touching the 7 inches mark. "Damn, I got big." I said to myself. I laid back down and proceeded to stroke my cock, I did it the usual way, start slow and eventually increase in pace. I was about at my climax, ready to shoot a load when my phone rang. "Fuck!" I said out of frustration. I reached for my phone with my free hand, my other hand still wrapped around my aching cock.
It was Curtis, he was calling. I stared at the screen for a while, thinking if I should answer it or just ignore it and let myself blow a hot load. But I wasn't that much of a terrible person, I answered his call. "Hey." he said. "Hi." I replied breathing heavily because I was still feeling pretty horny. "I'm in 7-11 right now. Wanna have some coffee?" He asked softly, his voice was deeper than before. I was surprised that he would invite me at this time. It was 2am and I was assuming Curtis was asleep considering that he just came from a long flight. "Yeah sure, I'll be there in a minute." I said as I hung up. I got up and grabbed a shirt and some shorts from the bathroom and quietly headed out as I took a short walk to the nearby 7-11.
There was Curtis, sitting on one of the tables with two cups of coffee. As I got nearer him, I noticed that his eyes were heavy. He's been crying. "Hey." He said with a slight smile. "Hey." I said back as I sat down. He pushed the other cup of coffee to me as I thanked him and took a sip. We sat in silence for a while until Curtis began to speak. "James, I'm sorry for what happened before. It was an insensitive thing to do." He continued, "You're...you're my brother James, my big brother and I look up to you. You're smart, you're talented and you're the kindest person ever. It's...I don't know...it's just so painful to see the two of us like this." I noticed that he began to tear up but he immediately wiped them away. I continued listening to him intently. "And I trust you James. I trust that you'd accept me for who I am." He said as he looked down. I looked at him with a confused look. "What do you mean?" I asked. "I...I'm gay, James." He said as tears ran down his face, "And it I assumed you were too and that was so fucking stupid of me to do." Curtis covered his face with his hands as he sobbed.
It was painful, seeing Curtis in such a state of sadness. I couldn't stand to see him like that. Curtis was my little brother and, gay or not, I will accept him and love him no matter what. I stood up from my chair to sit next to him. I rubbed his back as I could feel him shiver from his sobbing. "Curtis, I've forgiven you already, it's just that I didn't feel ready to talk to you yet. And, now that you've opened up to me like this, it just gave me more reason to talk to you, I didn't know you were so...devastated by what happened." I pushed his chin up so he can look me in the eye. "You're my little brother, Curtis, and I don't care if you're gay or whatever, I will always be here for you and I will always be a big brother to you." Eventually, I started to tear up as well, my emotions were so mixed at that moment. I hugged Curtis tight. "Thank you...so much." Curtis said as he calmed down from sobbing.
We walked back to the apartment. Before he went up to his apartment unit, he gave me another tight hug. "Thanks again big bro." He said with a bright smile. I just smiled back at him and rubbed his back. It felt so good to be in good terms with Curtis again.
I quietly went back to my bedroom, took off my shirt and shorts, laid down on my bed and fell asleep. ________________________________________________________________________________
Hey there! This was a pretty long and heavy chapter but I hope you enjoyed reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it. If you wanna talk to me or give any comments/suggestions about the story, don't hesitate to email me at thedailygette@gmail.com :)