This is the final part of the story, and the usual nifty rules still apply.
Regret
Chapter 3
Life gets interesting
Chrissie got more and more curious as she realised that Nat and Jesse carried out their assignments most nights in Nat's room but always emerged looking like the cats that got the cream. That meant in her mind that some good sex had been enjoyed and she wondered whether it was before or after the assignments.
`How can I get to watch this action', was her thought. She didn't just want to burst in and catch a few seconds, she wanted to watch the whole thing, besides, she was sure Nat would lock his door.
The louvered doors on Nat's closet looked the best bet, she could see enough through the gaps but that would only work for her if Nat didn't put his school clothes away before they got down to sex. If he caught her afterwards she was sure she could smooth it over because they were as close as brother and sister could be, plus she had a good relationship with Jesse as well, but if he caught her before they indulged she knew she would never get a second chance.
The frustration level reached a peak and she decided she had to risk the closet. The next day as soon as she arrived home from school she made herself comfortable in Nat's closet. Looking at the way the clothes were hung and the empty hangers she stood as far away from that section as she could hoping that if Nat hung his clothes first he would only open the one door and she would still escape discovery. Between her legs she had a small stool that she could sit on if she needed to rest.
On cue Nat and Jesse came in carrying their school bags which they dropped by the desk before falling into each other's arms and kissing passionately.
"I love you so much Jess, I wish I could do this all day."
"Ditto," was the laughing reply from Jesse, "But I think the teachers might object even if our class mates didn't."
Both boys were laughing as they quite systematically stripped out of their uniforms and Nat opened his closet to hang his up. Chrissie slid as far back as she could and was lucky not to be discovered. When the door closed again she moved silently back to where she had been and looking through the slats almost gave herself away. Nat and Jesse were both naked and stood facing each other fully erect.
Nat took Jesse's penis in his hand and stroked it lovingly.
"I love to feel this inside me Jess, but today it's my turn to show you how much I love you."
Chrissie guessed from that piece of conversation that the two boys swapped from top to bottom on alternate days and she thought that was so hot. She had heard all the talk at school about faggots and about them being tops or bottoms. She had also heard some of her friends talk about how long their boyfriends cocks were. Looking at her brother and Jesse she guessed they were both longer than most she had heard about. Nat was almost certainly the longest she guessed at about eight inches, and quite thick. It was so hard that it was hugging his belly. Jesse was only an inch or so shorter and not as thick. The next observation almost gave her away again as she realised that both boys had trimmed pubic hair. It looked so neat she sniggered.
The next half an hour was amazing. She watched her brother make slow and passionate love to Jesse. She saw how gentle he was opening Jesse up and keeping him well lubricated at the same time they were both sucking greedily on each other's cocks in the 69 position. Jesse was playing with Nat's balls as well and that looked so erotic. When they were ready she saw Nat apply lubricant to his cock and slowly insert it in Jesse, supporting his legs so that Jesse remained comfortable. It was amazing to Chrissie to see the look of ecstasy on Nat's face as he moved in and out of Jesse with long slow strokes. Occasionally he would lean forward for a passionate kiss and Chrissie got an even better view with Jesse's legs being pushed further back.
"Fuck me hard now Lover, I'm almost cumming."
Chrissie was amazed that Jesse was about to cum and yet Nat hadn't touched him since entering him. She didn't know about the male prostate until later. Both boys orgasmed together making low keening sounds until, totally sated and exhausted they fell into each other's arms and kissed gently, whispering soft words of love to each other. Chrissie wanted to cry, it looked so romantic.
As soon as they had calmed down they hopped off the bed and headed for the bathroom. That was Chrissie's cue to move. She folded her stool and quietly opened the closet intending to creep out while the boys showered. Too early, Nat came back into the bedroom to collect his toilet gear from his bag and caught her. He looked in shock as he took in the scene and realised what Chrissie had done. She threw herself into his arms, not worrying about his nudity or the sticky mess of cum from Jesse on his belly and chest.
"I'm sorry Nat, I love you both so much I just had to see how you made love to each other. It was awesome, I could cry seeing how much you love each other. Please don't be mad at me."
Nat yelled for Jesse who came back into the bedroom as well. He was as shocked as Nat and tried to cover himself until he realised that Chrissie had seen much more than his soft cock.
"Guess what this minx has just seen."
"Huh, I don't have to guess."
Jesse was blushing as he realised. Chrissie untangled herself from Nat and hugged Jesse.
"I know what I have just done is wicked but please don't hate me. I love you both so much I had to see how you loved each other."
Jesse looked over Chrissie's shoulder at Nat who just shrugged.
"We can't do anything about it now. Would you like to give Jesse and I some privacy now, please."
Chrissie went and hoped that the boys wouldn't hate her for what she had done. Nat and Jesse talked as they showered and had no idea how to treat Chrissie knowing she had seen everything so they chose to ignore it and carry on as normal.
Almost a week went by before Chrissie dared to mention it to Nat.
"You haven't said anything to me about my actions Nat, and you and Jesse treat me the same as normal. Are you mad at me?"
Nat grinned at her.
"No, we were wondering if you would like to see an opposite action, Jesse making love to me, and then rating us as lovers."
Chrissie's jaw fell open until she realised Nat was joking and pounded his chest.
"You rotter, you know I would, it was amazing to watch you two make love, I had no idea you would be so tender and gentle with each other."
Air now cleared, the two siblings and Jesse grew even closer together, much to the pleasure of Alan. Chrissie didn't think she would ever see the action again. She didn't mind really, she hugged herself frequently thinking about the one time she had seen it and bathed in the glow of her understanding, wondering if she would ever have a lover as tender and gentle as her brother.
2006, Nat and Jesse went through the civil partnership ceremony in Canada making them legal partners. Lots of their friends came, Jesse's parents and Alan, Chrissie and a few of her closest friends who knew Nat and Jesse were gay. It was a happy and fun day with gay and married jokes flying like confetti until the two young men got into their car to go off to the Airport and then Europe for their honeymoon.
One day they knew they would be able to marry in their own country but they were in no hurry, they had each other and with jobs in computing where the gay thing didn't seem to matter, they could wait.
Canada, the UK, the Netherlands, Spain, most of the other countries of the European Union had legal gay marriages, the United States couldn't ignore it for many more years.
Out of the horror of Jamie's suicde had come great love and understanding. Alan was so proud of his two remaining children. A mature and liberal minded daughter, a son who still said everything he achieved was for Jamie and a son in law who he loved almost as much as his own children. The ripples of that love spread to Jesse's parents and very slowly over the years, throughout the small community centred on the church where a new minister still condemned homosexuality, but made it clear we were all God's children and if two men, or two women truly loved each other he was sure the Lord would understand.
At the end of one of his Sunday sermon's, attended by Alan and his whole family the minister finished with this one sentence.
"There is so much hate in the world that if two people truly love each other, regardless of their sex, I'm sure the Lord won't mind."
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