This is based on the author's feelings, beliefs, and in some cases experience but it is a work of pure fiction. Come to think of it, it may not always be that pure! There may be graphic sexual encounters at times between men, so if this offends you or you are otherwise not allowed by law, etc., you are invited to retreat. Otherwise ... enjoy!
Cast of characters:
Kyle Tragg -- That's me! Kevin -- My older brother. Ron -- my dad. Chrissy -- my mom. Mike Newberry -- New Best Friend. Tommy Newberry -- Mike's Dad. Bette Newberry -- Mike's mom. Bob Wills-- Old best friend. Karston -- Kevin's Friend
From Chapter 19:
Tommy walked in. "Oh! They're back! I'd hoped that the gazebo guys would at least be here by the time - "
"Gazebo guys?" Said Mike.
"We also got a gazebo to surround and protect our investment ... and it will give us more privacy too."
Mike turned and leaned from his mom to his dad. He gave him a hug at least as crunch as he gave his mom. "Ohhh ... thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, THANK YOU ... BOTH! I love you so much!
Mike's mom stepped up and he was sandwiched between his parents, tears flowing from all of them ... well, okay, all of US!
Chapter 20
"We're coming here immediately after school tomorrow!" said Mike to me.
"You not going to school tomorrow!" His mom said.
"Oh yes I am! I've missed too much already. Even now I'm not sure how I'll ever catch up."
"You will"! I said. "I won't let you NOT catch up!"
Mike took my hand, looked into my eyes for a long moment and even with his parents standing right there, said, breathlessly, "God, I love you, Kye!"
Then he remembered himself, turned red and added, "I mean ... you're the best friend a guy could have ... you know?"
I squeezed his hand and said, "I know Mike - I know." A surge of love went through me like a bolt of lightening ... and grounded itself somewhere in the middle ...
The next morning I picked Mike up for class. He still needed his crutches, but he worked hard to make his own way, and insisted on carrying his own back pack. It was good that we planned all our classes together, and also had lunch together. One of the girls who lost interest a couple weeks after the accident stopped by and tried to make conversation, but Mike didn't really respond as she hoped ... I guess ... so she moved on.
I saw his old girlfriend watching him from the far end of the quad, but he didn't see her and ... she didn't come over ... and that was fine with me.
"Kye, do you ever think about ... kids?"
"I love kids." I answered.
"How're we gonna do it?" He said as if he were asking me to pass the salt.
I was speechless. What was he asking me? I remembered what happened last time we showed any affection at college ... and resisted the urge to throw my arms around him and kiss him. Before I could respond, he went on, "I mean, what if I have kids and ... um ... and what if my wife doesn't want me seeing you. I just don't ... what? What's wrong, Kye?"
"UHHHMMM - nothing. I - uh - mean - I never thought about us not ... um - seeing you." It felt like something died inside me.
"Ohhh - well, - you know I said it before ... she's just gonna HAVE to know that you're my best friend and I get to ... keep ... what we have."
"Will she know ... what we have?" I heard someone ask. It came from my mouth, but it felt like someone else was saying it.
He looked at me and ... actually looked down at my crotch ... I thought longingly. He shrugged. "I dunno ... yet."
When we got back to Mike's house, both his parents were still at work, so we went out and felt the hot tub water. It said it was 100 degrees. "It's supposed to be hotter," said Mike, but it's not gonna hurt us at this temperature. We stripped off everything and went in the gazebo/hot tub.
Mike had to sit on it and I helped raise his legs up and over the side then kind of awkwardly let him down onto the bench. It was awkward because in doing it, our genitals were squished together, and mine dragged all the way up to his chin as I eased him into the warm water. Of course by the time they got up to his chin, I was hard as a rock. Mike giggled and then kissed the end of it. I shrieked and fell back into the tub, completely submersing myself.
When I came up, Mike was grinning. "I'll work my arm while you try to bend my legs. I hugged his calf and tried to push it up and bend his knee. he cried out. I stopped. "No - no - don't stop, Kye. I need it! Don't stop unless I tell you to stop."
"Maybe we should wait for the water to get hotter." I said, hating the thought of hurting him.
"It may be easier, but let's do what we can now."
I grabbed his other leg and tried to bend it. Again he cried out and then "Keep doing that. Just short hard pushes."
I took a breath, closed my eyes and did as I was told. He was moaning and crying out loudly, but also saying things like, "That's right, Kye - (Oh GOD that hurts)" as he was hyperventilating. "Don't stop ...
I want to walk again ... as soon as possible! Yeah that ... it ... ohhh shit shit shit .. STOP!"
Tears were pouring down his face and he was crying like a broken hearted 5-year-old. "Hold me, Kye - hug me now!" He almost demanded.
I gladly did that. I was crying too. Mike whimpered and whined as he buried his face in my neck. "No one else could do this to me ... erm - for me. No one loves me enough ... like you do."
"Your dad loves you ... and your mom.
Mike gave me a half grin. "Yeah, but I can't suck his dick ... or vice-versa, when it's all over." He whispered in my ear.
"Is it all over?"
"No!" He said emphatically. Let's do it again.
This time he flinched when I first touched him. I stopped. "No - no - do it - Oh God, I HATE this ... just do it, Baby!"
Did Mike just call me "Baby"?
We worked like that 4 more times, and then he said "It's time."
"Time?"
"Reward time. I get to suck you off - first - c'mere."
I bowed my head and stood up, and closed my eyes. He pulled me to him. With me standing, it was right in his face. It was soft and rubbery as he started to fondle it with his fingers. He tugged at my pubes and rubbed the head with his soft chin whiskers. I squealed. then he went for the gold. He took it in and went all the way to the hilt. "How did you do that?!!" I exclaimed.
"Been practicing!" He mumbled, not letting it go. He bobbed his head and too quickly, I shot my load down his throat, trying to keep as quiet as I could.
When I was finished, I said, "Your turn."
"No - lets do some more limbering. Er - no - you just relax and I'll work on my arm for awhile." I was overheated being in the tub and trying to "Cool off" from my orgasm, so I got up and sat on the edge of the tub. Mike was relentless with himself. Again, he was crying by the time he stopped. "How do you feel by now ... relaxed enough?"
"Oh - you want me to work on your legs again?" I said, dreading even saying it.
"Ha-ha. No - I think that's enough for today. I want MY reward now!
I soon was deep-throating him and he wasn't as self conscious as I was. He was crying out with low gutteral sounds and high pitched "little girl" shrieks. "Mike! Michael! How the hell do you open this thing? are you okay?" hollered Tommy."Just lift the tab at the top of the door, panted Mike, barely even able to talk."
By the time the door was open, I was at Mike's feet, holding his calves, looking guiltily into Tommy's blue eyes. I realized, I hadn't even swallowed yet.
"He - he - I mean, - Kyle - " Mike panted hard as he tried to think fast. I could see cum still oozing out of him under the water ... but Tommy was behind and could not see his hard and red bone under the water. "He was helping to limber me up. It just really ... um ... feels good ... NOT! He panted again several huge gasping breaths. and then whimpered, as he squeezed his dick. "Oh, Gosh it hurts Dad!"
"I can't imagine!" Let us know if you need anything. How hot is the water ... oh - only 100 degrees so far. Well it shouldn't hurt to stay there for a time then. Amazing how those extra 4 degrees saps your energy - or the life out of you. You guys be careful when it gets hot - okay?
I swallowed hard as Tommy was talking to Mike. "Thanks for helping out like this Kyle."
I started to open my mouth, but I felt the ooze forming between my lips and just looked down and muttered, "Mm-hm." and licked my cum-laden lips, and swallowed again.
"We bought sandwiches for dinner. Plenty for you, Kyle, so you boys come when you feel like it." Said Tommy as he went back into the house.
"We already did, Dad." said Mike under his breath and he started to giggle like a little girl. He whispered, "I could still feel myself cumming as he was talking to us!"
"I saw it spurting out and spreading out and down to the bottom of the tub. Good thing it didn't float!"
"I thought you were gonna choke when my dad asked you a question. I could see cum dripping down your Chin!"
"NUH-UH! Omigod, really?"
"Yeah, but Dad was standing out in the sunlight looking in. I doubt he saw it."
"Shi-hit!" I said, feeling the tops of my ears burning.
"Kye - it's not as if they don't know we do stuff. I can't hide that I'm in love with you!"
"Wha - at?" I said, stunned into silence.
"You know they know we have done lots of stuff in my room. Why should it be any different out here?"
I took a deep breath and could hardly breath, let alone talk. I kind of squeaked out, "You - you just said that you're in love with me."
"I did?" He thought for a moment. "Oh, I guess I did. Oops - it kind if slipped out."
"When were you gonna tell me?"
"I didn't know how ... without getting your hopes up too high."
"HUH?!!"
"I talked to Mom and Dad about it. They think that I should completely give you up if I find someone to marry. And anyway ... I guess I was hoping you'd say it first."
"Mike - you just told me that you're in love with me and then you talk about marrying a girl?"
"I've always said she'd have to understand about - "
"Michael - you just said you are in love with me! How can you marry someone you aren't in love with?"
"I - um - I - haven't quite worked that out yet. I just know I want kids ... or at least a kid - of my own ... not an adopted one."
"Okay." I said simply.
"Huh?"
"We can use YOUR sperm for him ... her ... whatever!" I said. I don't care whose it is. and in case you're wondering ... I am SOOO in love with you!"
"Huh? Her? Did you say ... no! It's gonna be a boy!"
"How were you gonna assure that?"
"They have ways now!" he said, but it was more of a question. "What?"
"They don't Mike. Didn't you have 11th grade science?"
"Yeah - Mr. Murphy taught us how to put a condum on a zuchini squash."
"They also talked about genetics. Didn't you get that part?"
"It sounds familiar. but ... heh ... I kind of was a screw off in 11th grade. It's when I found I could play football. I thought I was king shit. And ... it wasn't all that long after I found I could play ... with myself!"
"Apparently you were king shit! You were homecoming King the next year, right?"
"Yeah, but ... what about genetics? How do couples get what they want - a boy or girl?"
"Abortion. If they are set on a boy, they just abort it as soon as they find out it's a girl. They kill it, Mike!"
He was frowning deeply. "What chance is there for me to have a boy? My parents did! So I probably will! I did hear that the sex was determined by the sperm."
"Yeeeaaahh." I said, trying how to break the reality to him. You inherit it from your maternal grandfather. So you get it from your mom, who got it from her dad. What did your mom's parents have?"
"Just my mom. But they might have gone on to have six boys! We don't know!"
"That's the point. We don't know. Are you willing to kill a bunch of girl babies ... to get your boy? Don't even answer that ... 'cuz I'm not! And you'd have to get the surrogate to agree to that too."
"Sarah who?"
I reached over and turned off the spa bubbles. "The surrogate - you know the surrogate mother ... who will carry the baby for you ... erm - us."
"How do we ... I mean ... how does - um - one - find a surrogate?"
"College bulletin boards, maybe?" I said. "Oh maybe not at our community college, but ... maybe down at USC. Some girls will do it just to stay in college ... to pay for their education."
Mike got a dreamy look. "A little girl might not be so bad. I dunno about you but I'm ready to go in and eat."
"Hi Dad." I said into my cell phone. "Tell Mom that I'll be eating here at Mike's"
"Will you be home late then?"
"We - er - I - dunno if --- that is ... maybe. We have a lot of studying to do. I've tried to keep Mike up with classes as much as possible while he's been gone, but some things he just has to do himself ... but I'm still helping him. I'll do whatever it takes!"
"You really do love him - don't you, Kyle." Said my dad.
"I really do."
"And ... what about Mike? Does he ... ?"
"I dunno ... yes! But ... I can't really talk about it now, Dad, k?"
"Okay. We just don't want you to get hurt."
"I know. I love you, Pop!"
"Love you too. We won't expect you tonight, then. Kevin may be glad for the bed to himself."
"Or not!" I thought to myself. "Kev is home?" I said.
"Yeah. He just surprised us about a half hour ago. Have fun ... I mean ... study hard!"
I sat motionless for a moment.
"What's wrong, Kye?" Asked Mike.
"Wrong? Oh - nothing. Kevin came home tonight. Dad doesn't know why yet."
"But WE know why, don't we?"
"What?" I said.
"We both know that Kevin came home to see you, Kye. Go be with him."
"But ... "
"No butts ... unless it comes to that!" He giggled.
"Mike!" I said.
"I told you that whoever I'd marry'd have to understand about ... us. Well, in the same way ... I would never split up what you and Kevin have. He's your brother! That almost makes him my brother too." I made a conscious decision to not comment ... not even THINK about that remark until later.
I looked deeply into Mike's eyes. "GO!" He reiterated. "I'll see you in the morning. You can tell me all about it! Let's eat dinner now!"
After dinner Mike again insisted that I go home. "Tomorrow the spa will be much hotter. We'll work some more on my legs. Go ... NOW!"
I arrived home and Dad said, 'Didn't expect to see you ... what happened?"
"Mike is just so ... perfect!" I said, not bothering to explain why.
"Kye-Kye!" erupted my brother, walking into the room from the hall. He broke into a run to me and picked me up like I was ... nothing ... and whirled me around. "I was so disappointed when Pop said you wouldn't be home tonight! Are you staying?"
I grinned. "I'm staying."
"I heard what Dad told you about me ... probably liking the prospect of the bed to myself." His eyes went back to Dad, who had joined our mom in the kitchen. "NOT!" He said emphatically.
Kevin, Dad and I watched the Rangers get creamed by the Giants in the second WorId Series game. Third baseman Juan Uribe made an almost impossible rolling catch of a grounder and threw it to first for the out. The fans were on their feet for that one, and then later he hit a home run. The Giants won that game 9-0!
Kevin followed me into the shower without asking. Mom and Dad had already gone to bed. In the shower nothing happened -- other than a wet and soapy hug. Oh ... and a not so soapy kiss ... but just as wet ... on the mouth. "Kye ... Oh God, Kye! Now that I know what you do for me ... I miss you so much up at the University! I was SOOOo disappointed that you were not here. I love Mom and Dad ... and I really am sorry ... but I didn't come home to see them."
"That's what Mike told me."
"Mike ... huh?"
"He made me come home.
"You didn't want to - "
"Of course I wanted to! More than anything ... well ALMOST anything. What I didn't want to do was hurt Mike in any way."
"I agree with that. He's a top dude! So he `made' you come home, huh?"
"He didn't need to convince me very hard." I said, grinning.
When we got in with the door closed, Kevin closed his eyes and drew a deep breath. "Kye-Kye ... I'm definitely not gay ... but maybe ... I dunno ... maybe I'm kind of bi." He said. But if I am -- why am I not attracted to anyone ... I mean any other guy ... besides you? It's like ... with you ... my body is confused or something ... you know?"
"I don't ... know, Kev. But ... Does it matter? I love you as much as you love me. Do all brothers love each other like we do?"
"Maybe only those whose parents have taught them to love each other ... and not brought them up with all kinds of ... of ... artificial taboos ... which would inhibit them to feel free to love each other as we do."
"Kev -- Mike said something ... erm ... interesting."
"What?"
"He knows -- um -- how close we are." At Kevin's querulous look I continued, "He knows we like to ... experiment ... with each other."
"Experiment?" Kevin mocked. "I wouldn't call what we do - "
"You know what I mean. He knows that we ... play. And ... he's okay with it... But tonight he said you being my brother almost makes him your brother too."
"I can see that. If you guys are a couple -- it's almost like I'm his brother-in-law."
"Oh. Maybe that's what he meant."
"What, what else could he have meant?"
"Kevvie, he thinks you're hot. I wonder if he is wondering about ... "
"OHHHhhh! You mean a 3-some? No ... not gonna happen. I think he is a very put-together guy ... very good looking and ... even sexy ... but I'm just not attracted to him ... like I am to you."
"Good -- I think."
"Huh?"
"I'm not sure even I am ready for ... that. I mean ... I love both of you and all ... and it's not like ... a 3-som is something I haven't thought about, but - "
"Oh God, Kye! I'd LOVE a 3-some with you ... but with a girl! That could be so hot!"
I didn't say it aloud but ... EW! I dunno WHY I didn't say it aloud ... maybe it was one of my last vestiges of manhood I'd be giving up.
"Kev ... I have to ask you something."
He could see the concern in my eyes.
"What, baby bro. Anything!
"I um -- LOVE when you ... (sigh) fuck me. I really do."
"Oh God, me too, Kye-kye! Is that what you want ... tonight ... now?"
"But Kev - I've never fucked you, Kev."
"What ... um -- what?" Kevin stammered.
I locked the bedroom door and turned off the light. We were still naked and it was a little cold in the room. He shivered as I put my hand on his smooth, nearly hairless chest. I gently pushed him toward the bed. He stumbled back against it and laid down on his back.
Seldom was my brother speechless. That part worried me a little. I climbed in next to him, and spooned into his athletic form. "Are you okay, Kevvie?" I said quietly.
"I ... guess. I never thought about ... I mean ... I just thought we always ... um ... do YOU WANT to ... fuck me?"
"Not of you don't want me to."
Kevin didn't speak for a long moment. I felt his body shrug. He pulled me closer. Finally he said, "Kye-kye, I -- um -- I've never thought about it ... consciously anyway. I never realized until this moment ... that I HAVE thought about it ... but never -- um -- I mean- it's like letting go my last -- um -- inhibition -- or something. I mean -- it's like -- if we do `that' -- does it mean I am gay?"
"Are you gay?" I asked.
"NO!"
"Then it's settled. We don't have to do it. It's just - "
"It's not that, Kye. It's just ... when you mentioned it -- a feeling of ... excitement went through me. It scared me ... it SCARES me! You asked if I am gay? Kye -- I don't WANT to be gay!"
"Neither did I."
"But ... now you do?"
"Only because I am and ... I'm in love with Mike."
"Wait -- you just said you're in love with him? Dude!"
"Wasn't it obvious?" I asked.
Kevin again went silent. Finally, he sobbed. Kye -- Oh God, Kye! I'm so scared!"
"Kevvie, we don't have to ... do ... any - "
"But -- I just realized ... I WANT to! I don't want to give up girls, Kye! I LOVE girls! Does this mean I'm gay?"
"I don't think so."
"I mean -- huh? What?" He was again stammering.
"If it means anything, it probably is more proof that you're bisexual, Kev ... not necessarily gay."
I'm not proud I took another part of my brothers virginity that night. I'm not ashamed either. It happened so naturally from that point. He was nervous but gave himself to me, surrendered really, and when we were hot in the act of ... love ... between two brothers ... he started laughing and exclaimed, "Oh Kye -- Kye-kye! I love you so much! I had no idea that ... oh ... ohhh . OHHH MY >>> ... ahhhhhh-iiiiii!" He stifled the sounds of his orgasm into the pillow, so as to not wake the `other people' in the house.
He came before I did ... but his wild orgasm put me over the top and My lungs were expanding and contracting as I had never felt them in my life, as a consuming euphoria swept over my entire body.
"Did you and Kevin have fun last night?" asked Mike on our way to class."
"Yeah -- it was okay." I said. I felt guilty. I'd tell him ... sometime.
Notes: He didn't lie. Just because it was more than okay ... he wasn't lying. Don't hesitate to write if you liked this or any other chapter. Write to stevethomas535@hotmail.com. And ... Thanks ... and ... Love, Steve