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With Help
Nobody said anything. I took my brother's cock out of my mouth and we both quickly got dressed.
"Who is it?" I asked.
"It's me, Zane. What are you doing in there?"
My brother went in my bathroom and shut the door to get rid of his hardon. This was a definite close call. I wondered why Zane was here. He never came over without permission or at least knocking at the front door first. There must have been something going on that caused him to do this. I opened the door and saw Zane in tears. I've only remembered seeing him cry three times in my life. One of the times was to a bully named James Kerrill. He gave me a hug instantly and I hugged him back.
"What's wrong?" I asked as my brother became visible.
"Lily died. She got hit by a train while in her car."
I froze and felt sickness in the bottom of my stomach. The type of shock you feel that you know you lost something dear, but haven't realized it completely yet. It took me a little, but I sobbed loudly hugging Zane tightly. I didn't feel anything sexual at all while hugging him. We just lost a girl that we both loved. Our friend. My girlfriend. It was a tragic loss. My brother joined in on the hug. Zane and Taylor always got along though my brother always liked giving Zane wedgies. The funny part Zane didn't reject them. This was a hard point in our lives.
The next day at school was the toughest. Everybody was coming up to me giving me hugs and some girls were kissing me on the cheek. Even Lily's cousin Lena gave me a kiss on the cheek and I couldn't stand that girl. I didn't see Tommy at all. He texted me saying that he was feeling sick today and I told him what happened. He felt sorry for the whole thing. It was rough. I held back the tears and tried to remain strong, but it didn't last long. I wound up in Mr. Peltrey's office. He was the counselor. He ended up hugging me. It was like September 11 all over again. Feeling that somber feeling that tragedy had struck. I didn't feel like sucking cock or being fucked at the current moment.
Lily's little brother, Todd, came up to me after school. I couldn't practice. I was told I didn't have to. Todd always liked me. He was 13. He had black colored hair. He was originally blond, but he was into emo everything. It was rumored that he was gay. It was probably true. I remembered he threw up when I showed him a picture of naked girl online. Anyways, he gave me a big hug. "I can't believe she's gone." Todd said while sobbing.
"I know. I want you to know I will always be here for you if you need anything." I told him while a few tears escaped down my cheeks.
I continued to hug him until he left. He didn't say anything after what I told him. Even though I was turning gay, it was so hard to live through this. Someone that you have known forever was gone. I knew her since the 1st grade. We were friends right off the bat though I did get teased for befriending a girl. There was a big hole in my heart now that Tommy, Taylor, or anyone could fix. It would have to be mended through time to get better. Taylor went back to college. I figured he was a little pissed that he didn't get to fuck me.
Nothing really happened all week until the funeral. She was cremated because her body was in pieces. It was dreadful and never got to say good-bye to her. It was something that will haunt me for the rest of my life. Plus, Tommy didn't even text me and hadn't said a word to me at school. I tried to talk to him, but he flat out ignored me. I figured it was over. I texted the break up to him. He was going to do the same because he actually found someone else. Someone who wasn't afraid to come out of the closet; I was terrified of coming out. I was the ultimate closet case.
After the funeral, Zane wanted to come over for the night. I agreed. He rode with me home. We were both in a sad mood. We didn't say a word. My parents were gone. I knew we could crack into my Dad's liquor. We walked in the house.
"I'm going to get some alcohol. Any suggestions?" I asked.
"The strongest stuff you've got." He replied.
I nodded and went to the cabinet. I got the vodka, scotch, and whiskey bottles. I went to the living room and he was sitting on the couch.
"How about we go upstairs?" I asked.
He nodded and we both went up. He took the scotch bottle out of my hands and opened it. He took a big drink and smiled for the first time. I thought tonight might be a good night to convert this straight guy into a gay guy. I was going to do my best like what my brother did to me, but without the alcohol. He sat down on my bed. He looked all sexy on my bed.
"Now what do you want to do?" I asked.
He shrugged and continued drinking. I decided to do something that might try him to do something or get me enough opportunity to do something to him. I went to my computer and turned on straight porn. He jumped into act. He stripped naked. He was definitely drunk. He was stroking his cock. I stripped down to my underwear. I went beside him and pulled my underwear down. I looked at his nice cock and stroked mine.
"Mmmm." Zane moaned. I then felt a hand on my cock. It was his. He was stroking my cock.
"That feels good Zane." I moaned.
I put my hand on his cock and stroked it as well. He looked at me. I never saw this look before. I decided to do something. I moved down and put my face in front of his cock. The look on Zane's face was priceless. I wanted to blow him so bad, but there was a knock on the door.
"Shit!" I said as Zane was still stroking his cock and we were both hard and naked.
I put my underwear on and went to the door. I wondered who it was. I answered the door. It was my Mom. If she only knew I was about to blow Zane. I quickly left my room to see her. Seeing her caused my boner to go down.
"What are you boys doing?" She asked.
"Not much. Trying to sleep."
"Okay, but get some clothes on when you're around me."
I nodded and waited for her to leave. She left and I went back inside stripping off my underwear. Zane was asleep on my bed naked. I missed my chance. Thanks Mom! I was pissed. He looked really hot lying naked on my bed with his cum on his chest and stomach. I went over to my bed and crawled up next to him. I went to sleep.
I woke up the next morning with him lying next to me still naked. We were both awake. I wondered how this would be since we were both sober and naked to each other. He looked at me with a confused look on his face.
"Did we... what happened?" Zane asked
"Nothing happened. We both jacked off and passed out."
"Good. I was hoping we didn't do any gay shit."
"You did touch my cock though and did jack me off." I added.
"I did?" He asked all confused.
"You did. You said you weren't into gay shit, but you almost went all the way with me. You even asked to blow me." I lied, but I wanted to take advantage of the situation.
"Did I give you a blowjob?" He asked scared
"No. You passed out before you were about to."
"Good. If anybody knew... let's keep that between us. Let's keep what happened last night between us."
"Should I? You didn't help me out. My girlfriend died and you didn't help me out." I said with a smirk holding my cock visible to him.
"I've always helped you out!"
"That's not what I meant."
My door flew open and there was Taylor. This was going to get good. I wondered if my brother was going to help me turn this straight wrestler gay. I hoped so. Taylor tricked me into liking guys. He was always manipulative to anyone.
"Zane, you're naked in my brother's bed."
Zane looked terrified seeing my brother there. He tried covering himself up after my brother entered. He then stumbled backwards off the bed to the floor almost falling. My brother got his phone out like he was recording this.
"It's not what..." Zane said scared and shaking.
"What will people say after they see this vid?"
"I didn't do anything."
"I heard what was going on outside the door. I want you to blow Sawyer and I also want you to blow me too while you're at it." Taylor said with a devilish grin on his face.
Zane shook his head and darted for the door. I stayed there on the bed and watched Zane leave, but before he did, he gave me a smirk. I didn't know what the smirk was about. I was surprised though to see my brother there. He walked over to me and kissed me. I kissed him back.
"What are you doing here?" I asked him.
"I had nothing to do so I decided to come home. I wished we could have made Zane blow us."
"I know me too. I was about to blow him last night, but Mom was being dumb and I couldn't. We need to get Zane drunk. He does anything when he is drunk."
"Anything? We do need to get him drunk." Taylor responded.
Taylor stayed for awhile and we didn't do anything. I wanted him so bad, but he said no. He ate dinner with us and went back to college. There were many things that should happen in the future. I should have my shot at Zane, having sex with my brother, and trying to find someone else to have gay fun with.