Chapter 131 - A journey with my step brother

I was twelve years old when my parents divorced. I was devastated, but even at a young age I had seen first hand that my parents weren't happy. The constant fighting also made me feel terribly sad, but I didn't ever think that my family would be destroyed, at least from my perspective. It was decided that I would live with my Mom, but I knew I would miss my Dad because even though they didn't have a happy relationship, my Dad was always good to me. My name is Tobias, Toby as I'm called.

The worst day for me was the day he left, I cried as he hugged me saying: "Don't cry son we will spend time together, you can also spend some weekends with me. With that he left, my Mom was crying in the kitchen. I went to my room feeling lost also heartbroken.

Time passed with us settling into a different routine. Mom seemed happier, I would see my Dad on weekends which turned out pretty well because when I was with him he devoted all his time to me. Mom started dating, meeting someone who made her happy. Stephen became a regular fixture at our house. He had a son, but I rarely saw him.

I was now almost fifteen when Mom told me she was getting married to Stephen. She told me that Stephen's son who was seventeen would be moving in with us, "you will have to share your room with Aaron as we only have two bedrooms." "Mom, I have a full bed, I'm not sleeping with him." "Look as soon as we can we will get twin beds but right now we have a lot of expenses so you will just have to deal with it for now, it will be fine son."

Mom and Stephen were married with Aaron moving in. He was tall, blondish hair with blue eyes....he was really cute. I helped him carrying boxes also clothes into our room. He didn't say much, but when he walked into the bedroom he said: "F.u.c.k a double bed" "Yeah I know, but Mom says as soon as they can they will get us twin beds." "I don't like it anymore than you do Aaron." He was still very quiet, not saying much to me.

We were lucky because we did have our own bathroom. One night Aaron came out with just a towel wrapped around him. I was at an age in which I was constantly horny. Seeing him in that towel with a big bulge sticking out gave me a boner. The relationship between Aaron and I wasn't brotherly at all. It was like he hated me being around so I resented him because this is my house. I know that sounds petty but all I expected from him was a little consideration. I know he hated sleeping together but I didn't really mind except for his snoring.

I have to say that I thought he was so handsome, laying next to him in bed, his fresh smell after a shower was titillating. There were times where he would throw the covers off, laying there in his boxers. I would always get hard wanting to touch him, but never did with fear of him awakening.

As the months passed, he became more sociable, we would even laugh at some of his corny jokes. He would complain to me that the girls he was dating wouldn't put out. I would notice as he talked his bulge becoming more apparent, as he occasionally rubbed it. I became obsessed with him, constantly jerking off with thoughts of him and I having s.e.x together.

He came in one evening late, there was anger in his voice as I said: "Is there something wrong.?" "Its nothing, I was just expecting to get laid instead I got a feel of her t.i.t.s nothing more." I said: "Sorry" "I'm going to bed." I got undressed heading to bed also. I found it difficult to sleep as all I could think about was my l.u.s.t for him. He was sleeping, snoring softly, as the light peaked into the room from the full moon. As it did it cast a shadow over his body displaying the head of his enormous c.o.c.k peaking out of his boxers. He would always through the covers off as he slept. He moved a little, totally opening the leg to his boxers as his c.o.c.k slipped out a little more. I just laid there admiring his c.o.c.k as it fueled me with d.e.s.i.r.e for him as I rubbed my c.o.c.k through my b.r.i.e.f.s.

I slipped my b.r.i.e.f.s down taking my engorged c.o.c.k in my hand, rubbing it, taking all the pre-c.u.m smearing all over it. It was incredible as I became crazed, l.i.c.k.i.n.g my lips at the thought of his c.o.c.k in my mouth. Just then he moved a little, as I watched his c.o.c.k fall completely out along with his balls. I had to get his c.o.c.k in my mouth so I pushed myself down the bed, he was laying almost on his side, then I placed my mouth inches away from his c.o.c.k. His smell was intoxicating....as I took the mushroom head into my mouth as I was filled with trepidation. I began sliding my tongue all around the corona. As I continued l.i.c.k.i.n.g his c.o.c.k head it began to swell. I took his substantial length in my mouth slowly getting it all into my throat. I had s.u.c.k.e.d c.o.c.k before, for some reason I didn't have a gag reflex, therefore allowing me to keep him in my throat working my muscles to massage his c.o.c.k. I could feel it growing in my throat as I kept breathing through my nose. I was totally lost with feelings rushing through my body that I had never felt before. I moved up his c.o.c.k slowly working my mouth as saliva was pouring out.

Suddenly I felt a hand on my head pushing me down on his c.o.c.k. I panicked but didn't stop, as I heard him m.o.a.n then said: "Yeah, don't stop it feels so good." I now became alive as I went down on his balls, l.i.c.k.i.n.g them, taking one egg at a time s.u.c.k.i.n.g gently. I went back going down on him, sliding up and down his pole faster and faster. He yelled: "F.u.c.k I'm c.u.m.m.i.n.g." I took blast after blast of his c.o.c.k yogurt, swallowing, consumed with its taste and texture.

I licked then cleaned the remnants of c.u.m off his c.o.c.k. "That was hot, I thought you were a faggot." I didn't say another word, put on my b.r.i.e.f.s, laying back in bed. Tears filled my eyes as the hurt swept over me. I hated the word faggot, he could have said: "I thought you were gay." I finally fell asleep. The next morning I got up as I heard the shower running, becoming nervous having to face him. The shower stopped, in a few minutes he walked out with a towel wrapped around him. He looked at me with a smirk saying nothing as I rushed into the bathroom. I took a shower, shaved, by the time I came out, he was gone as I breathed a sigh of relief.

I came home after school, walked into the bedroom, he was laying on the bed. He didn't say a word to me, I didn't say anything either. I changed into my sweats and a T-shirt as he watched me. "Hey, your a.s.s is looking real fine." "Aaron, don't say a f.u.c.k.i.n.g word to me....don't ever call me a faggot again, I may be gay but the word faggot is cruel so don't do it again." He looked at me shocked at my outburst, not saying another word.

The relationship that we had started to build was falling apart but I felt it was my fault because I was the one who made the advances towards him. For the next few months we hardly spoke and he would always turn away from me in bed.

I turned sixteen, filling out with a rock hard body, dusted with light hair. The girls at school were all after me, but I had no interest. I knew at an early age I was gay, for some reason I easily accepted my s.e.x.u.a.lity. My Mom had a cake after dinner, also gifts for me, but what really shocked me was when Aaron handed me an envelope and said: "Happy Birthday Toby." I opened the card, in it was two tickets to a concert that I wanted to go to. "You can go with one of your friends or if you want I will go with you. I was stunned....I got up wrapping my arms around him thanking him: "I'd love it if you would go with me."

After that he changed, we became real close, especially after we went to the concert, having a great time. The night of the concert, we got home heading to bed. I was facing away from him when I felt his arm wrap around me. "I'm sorry I hurt you, it was cruel of me." I turned around, our faces were so close, I could smell his sweet breath. Our lips met, a kiss filled with tenderness as I accepted his tongue as it sn.a.k.e.d its way into my mouth, fueling a craving that we both felt. He pushed my body into his then whispered in my ear: "I want you Toby." " So you want a taste of this ass?" "Yes I do" I wrapped my hands around his neck: "Please f.u.c.k me, I want you inside me." He got out of bed, went into the bathroom to get Vaseline, When he got back in bed I had already removed my b.r.i.e.f.s. He slipped out of his, crawling in then holding me tight as our bodies were heated, our c.o.c.ks hard.

I'm a v.i.r.g.i.n so I asked him to please go slow especially with the sizable girth of his manhood. He told me to lie on my stomach and spread my legs. Suddenly I felt his tongue on my rosebud, l.i.c.k.i.n.g all over my asshole, taking my breath away. "Oh, oh, yes that feels amazing." He lubed a finger inserting it into my hole, moving it slowly in and out of me, then he inserted another, the feeling sending chills though my body. "F.u.c.k me now." He lubed his c.o.c.k then my asshole. He placed his c.o.c.k at my entrance pushing forward past my sphincter. "Stop....stop its hurting me." He told me to relax, leaning down kissing my neck, l.i.c.k.i.n.g my ear lobes. We just laid there for some time with no movement just his kisses all over me. He began to maneuver his c.o.c.k very slowly, gently, with small gyrations as the pain began to disappear. I couldn't believe how gentle he was working me, filling my senses as my adrenaline was pumped up. He began using his c.o.c.k as a weapon, holding me captive to his d.e.s.i.r.e. "Umm, oh yes, just like that, do me now." He was now using a steady stride rubbing the insides of my rectum hitting my prostate making me crazy with feelings I had never experienced.

He told me to get on my back as he pushed my legs forward towards my c.h.e.s.t then penetrated me in one thrust. He began f.u.c.k.i.n.g me harder and harder, the more he entered me the more I wanted as I lifted my a.s.s to meet his thrusts "F.u.c.k, F.u.c.k, F.u.c.k yeah, drive that hard c.o.c.k in me." "Toby, your a.s.s is perfect, I'm going to c.u.m soon." "Yes me too, f.u.c.k me hard now." "I'm c.u.m.m.i.n.g, oh yes, Fuuuuuck." "I held on to Aaron's a.s.s pushing him in me as I shot my load: "F.u.c.k, F.u.c.k, ummmm." I came without touching my c.o.c.k, it was the most awesome o.r.g.a.s.m I ever experienced. I had c.u.m everywhere, Aaron reaching down l.i.c.k.i.n.g the c.u.m then kissing me. "Your amazing Toby." I couldn't believe the s.e.x, it was almost like he had deep feelings for me.

"Hey Aaron, I have something I have to ask you, I thought you were so straight."

"Well, I've always had these feelings about man s.e.x but I never pursued it, but with you in bed with me, looking at your hot body, it started a burning d.e.s.i.r.e from deep within me. I never wanted to admit that I loved looking at a dudes body." " I wanted you Toby, now its much more.

Over the next several months we could not get enough of each other with the bond becoming more than just s.e.x.u.a.l. We were always together, he wanted to be with me to share everything, our thoughts, our dreams. It was getting close to his graduation, then heading to college. He became quiet, almost depressed as I asked him what was wrong: "I don't want to be away from you." "I feel the same way, but we are so young, we need to experience what life has instore for us. "I want to be with you Toby, I'm in love with you." "I love you too, and I don't want you to be upset going to college, it will be an amazing journey for you." "I don't know what's going to happen but if its meant to be we will be together." "Will you wait for me." "I can't make that kind of commitment, I'm almost seventeen years old....I don't want to make promises that I may not be able to keep, and I want to be honest with you. Let's just enjoy each other then let our future play out.

The day before Aaron left for college we didn't just f.u.c.k, we made love as it did something to me emotionally. When he left I told him: "I want you to enjoy yourself, work hard, get good grades. I believe there is a special bond between us, but I want you to explore your s.e.x.u.a.lity as I will mine so that if we are meant to be, we will never have to look back at what ifs." His eyes were filled with tears as we embraced, kissing me with love in his eyes.

I had many s.e.x.u.a.l experiences, as I'm sure Aaron did, but I never felt anything like I had felt with him. We talked on the phone, sometimes for hours. He did tell me he had been with a few guys but it was just s.e.x.u.a.l.

Five Years Later

We had both graduated, securing good jobs. The bond with us had never been broken, as a matter of fact it had become stronger. The s.e.x we shared was more explosive than ever, the love was deep and strong. "Hey Aaron, I think its time we tell my Mom and your Dad." "Lets tell them at dinner this evening."

We told our folks as it was no surprise to them as Mom said: "We weren't born yesterday Toby, we have suspected it for some time. "Aaron and I will be moving out as soon as we find a place." "We understand that you two want your own space....we support you in any way we can."

We went to my Dad's telling him of our relationship. Dad wasn't surprised: "Son you would have to be blind not to see the love you two share, I'm happy for you.

Quote for Thought

Love is friendship that has caught fire. It is quiet understanding, mutual confidence, sharing and forgiving. It is loyalty through good and bad times. It settles for less than perfection and makes allowances for human weaknesses.

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