“So when are we going to meet this girl?”
These words pulled me out of my texting conversation and back into the car with my mom, dad and older brother. I looked up to see my mom staring back at me from the passenger seat.
“What?” I asked nervously.
“When can we meet her? You’ve been attached to your phone constantly for the past month. It must be a girl you’re texting.”
I turned bright red and tried to come up with a reply. “No…but…it's not...”
My brother came into the conversation now. “Mom, come on, leave the kid alone. If he wants us to meet whoever he’s been talking to, he’ll tell us.”
My mom let out a small sigh, then turned to face the road. I looked at my brother to see him smiling at me. I returned his smile and mouthed a ‘thank you’ to him.
We drove the rest of the way home in silence.
I sobbed into my pillow, trying not to make a lot of noise. I didn’t like keeping my sexuality a secret from my parents but I wasn’t quite ready to come out. My brother came into my room and I put my head under my pillow. He sat on my bed and rubbed my back.
“I’m sorry I woke you up. I didn’t mean to be so loud.” I mumbled.
“Don’t worry about it. I was awake anyways.”
I pulled my head out from under the pillow and looked at him. “Talking to Steve?” He nodded.
He crawled into my bed and under the sheets with me. Wrapping his arms around me, he rubbed my back, giving me a soothing feeling as my head rested on his chest.
“I’m sorry. An eighteen year old shouldn’t need his twenty three year old brother to hold him while he cries.” I said, a tiny laugh coming out.
He smiled. “It doesn’t matter how old you are, I’m always going to be your big brother.”
We laid there for a while in silence. Finally, he said something.
“Is he special to you?”
These words brought back the memory of how I unofficially came out to my brother. I was fourteen and had used my brother’s laptop to masturbate before leaving to take a shower. I guess I forgot to delete the history and while I was away, he saw. When I came back from showering, he told me to come over to him. He had the history list on the screen but didn’t say anything about it being gay porn instead of straight porn. All he did was show me how to delete the history after I used his laptop and he told me not to forget next time. Then he gave me a hug and walked out of the room.
“Is he special to you?” my brother asked again. I nodded. He gently pushed me away so we could look at each other. “I know we haven’t really talked about any of this and I’m sorry for that. I just want you to know that I’m here for you. It doesn’t matter if you like guys, you’re still my little brother and I love you.”
And with that, he got out of my bed and walked towards the door. I called out to him. “I love you too, Liam.” He turned around, smiled at me, and left.
I felt someone kissing me when I woke up. I moaned and opened my eyes to see my boyfriend lying in bed with me. He rolled on top of me as we continued to kiss. My hands ran down his bare back until I got to his waist, expecting to find his boxer-brief’s waistband. Instead my hands kept going until I squeezed his naturally smooth naked butt cheeks.
Smiling, I broke our kiss and said, “I see that you’re naked.”
“Yup. I figured I’d surprise you.” He grinded his penis against the fabric of my briefs and I moaned. We were both hard and ready. He got off of me and yanked my underwear off. My cock bounced and made him laugh.
He rubbed his hands up my hairy thighs and licked on my balls. When he took my whole seven inches, I groaned and eventually grunted as I started face fucking him. I held onto his head and pulled it up and down, my sweaty ass rising off the bed as I pumped. My balls slapped his chin and I screamed as he sucked out my cum.
Once I was drained, he pulled off of me and lay on the bed. Holding hands, we looked into each other’s eyes and grinned.
We both jumped up when we heard someone call out my name. “Christopher, are you still asleep?” We both shot out of bed and got dressed in record time.
“Who is that?” my boyfriend asked me.
“My brother Liam. He must have gotten out of work early.”
There was a knock at the locked door. “Christopher, you in there?”
“Yeah, hold on a second. I’m changing.” I said. I turned back to see my boyfriend starting to climb out my window. “Wait,” I whispered, “do you want to meet him?”
I could tell this caught him off guard. “Y-yeah. Are you sure you’re ready?”
I nodded in response and turned back around. After taking a deep breath, I opened the door and let my brother in.