Date: Mon, 20 Mar 2023 17:31:52 -0400 From: Mason Hatfield Subject: His Sister's Boyfriend Ch. 9 Please donate to Nifty to preserve these archives of stories. This is a work of fiction. ------------------------ Mason got up from the bed after their intense encounter. The fight that had led to incredible sex that had led to a mutual agreement to continue their affair had left him feeling drained. He got off the bed to head towards the bathroom to clean up. He felt an odd sense of satisfaction despite the emotional exhaustion of the morning's activities. Hunter had finally agreed to continue this... affair... with him! He had a slight spring in his step as he walked out of the room. Hunter, still lying on the bed, watched him go, admiring his toned body and perfect ass as he walked away. As heard the shower turn on, Hunter pulled on his underwear and went back to work on his computer. He needed to finish up this work before he and Mason could head out to the city, but he still couldn't help thinking about the bargain they'd just struck. He felt deeply guilty about cheating on Sadie with her brother--and agreeing to carry on with it for at least as long as Mason was here visiting them. He loved Sadie. He wanted a life with her. Wanted to marry her someday--maybe someday soon. But he couldn't deny that he also enjoyed being with Mason. He knew it was wrong and he'd tried to stop--to end it--multiple times; but every time he'd failed to resist the temptation whenever they were together. Hunter finished up his work pretty quickly--if a bit sloppily--and closed down his monitors. He spun around in his office chair and looked around the room. It for sure needed to be straightened up. Laundry definitely needed to be done; clothes and linens. He got up from the chair and gathered everything up before carrying them to the washing machine in the kitchen. When he returned he found that Mason had finished showering and primping--standing with his back to him in front of his suitcase wrapped in a towel with a few missed water droplets glistened off of the smooth skin of his lower back. Hunter couldn't resist the urge to walk up behind him and wrap his arms around Mason's waist, pulling him close. Mason leaned back into Hunter's embrace, letting out a contented sigh. "Feeling all clean?" Hunter asked, kissing the back of Mason's head. Mason chuckled softly, "Yeah, squeaky clean." He turned around in Hunter's arms to face him fully. He looked up into Hunter's deep green eyes and smiled. "You still smell like sex though," he said with a smirk. Hunter raised an eyebrow at him but couldn't help grinning back. "Is that so?" he asked playfully. Mason nodded, his smile widening even more. "Yep! Go shower, dummy!" he teased as he playfully pushed Hunter towards the bathroom. Hunter laughed and gave Mason one last kiss before heading into the shower himself for some rigorous scrubbing--hoping that maybe it would wash away both his guilt and desire along with any lingering scent of sex from his skin. After his shower, Hunter and Mason went out into the city. They headed outside and into the subway towards the district's center, walking through the busy streets until they found a food truck that caught Mason's eye. They ordered some delicious sandwiches and sat down on a bench on The Mall to enjoy their lunch together. They quickly realized it was the first time they had hung out alone without any sex involved--just two people enjoying each other's company. Mason talked about how much he loved his high school psychology class and how much he wanted to study it in college (and also how much he crushed on his teacher), while Hunter shared old college stories that seemed to give Mason a lot to look forward to. When they finished eating, they decided to check out the Smithsonian Museum of American History--there was an exhibit called "Breaking Barriers: Queer Trailblazers in American History" that piqued Mason's interest and he excitedly led them towards the hall. As they walked through the exhibit, Mason's eyes lit up with enthusiasm. He loved learning about the contributions of LGBT folks throughout history and felt inspired to make a difference in his own way. He waxed on about how much he wanted to change the world for the better and make it "not a big deal" to be gay. Hunter listened intently as Mason pointed out different displays and shared interesting facts he already knew. It was refreshing to see this side of Mason--the intellectual side that wasn't just focused on sex and drama. Seeing this side of Mason made him much more attractive, Hunter found. After exploring the exhibit, Mason and Hunter decided to check out the museum store. They wandered around for a bit, looking at various souvenirs and trinkets before settling on some t-shirts. Mason spotted a black shirt that caught his eye. It was emblazoned with the image of a brick and bold rainbow capital text spelling out "Stonewall." He had to have it. Hunter laughed when he saw Mason's choice--he loved how confident Mason was in expressing himself through fashion. Mason wanted to get something for Sadie, a thought that made both of them feel guilty, but they got past it. They picked out a soft purple shirt with an image of Amelia Earhart's plane across the front with the faded image of her likeness behind it. Sadie had always been fascinated by strong women throughout history so this felt like a perfect fit for her. Finally Hunter found himself drawn to a shirt--a dark navy blue tee featuring Benjamin Franklin's famous saying "Time is money," printed above an image of Franklin wearing cool sunglasses. As they made their way to the checkout line, Mason couldn't resist teasing Hunter about his job as a financial analyst. "Look at you, Mr. Capitalist Finance Bro," he teased with a smirk on his face. Hunter rolled his eyes but couldn't help laughing. "Hey now, someone's gotta make sure the world keeps turning," he joked back. Mason playfully punched him in the arm. "Sure thing, Wolf of Wall Street." Hunter laughed, but got defensive. "You know I don't work for some sleazy investment firm or anything like that," he said. "I know, I know," Mason reassured him with a grin. "I'm just messing with you." He leaned into Hunter and whispered in his ear: "You know what they say about finance bros," Mason whispered, his breath hot against Hunter's ear. "Big portfolios mean big... well, you get the idea." He giggled and Hunter laughed along at Mason's teasing, feeling a warmth spread through his chest. It felt good to laugh like that--especially after all the stress he'd been under lately. "Ah yes, the legendary finance bro dick," Hunter said playfully, giving Mason a knowing smirk. Mason laughed and bumped into Hunter affectionately. As they made their way back to the apartment, Mason couldn't help but notice how comfortable he felt around Hunter. They talked about everything from politics to pop culture, cracking jokes and teasing one another along the way. It wasn't until they were back inside that Hunter realized something--he didn't just like Mason for sex. He liked his personality too--his wit, his humor, his carefree attitude towards life. It made him think of what Sadie must have been like when she was younger, before she'd become bogged down with adult responsibilities. He knew that wasn't fair to her--after all he loved that she was a strong, career-driven woman who still had her fun-loving personality. But he couldn't deny the way he felt around Mason. It was like a breath of fresh air, and it made him feel alive in ways that his day-to-day life just didn't. As they settled into the apartment for the night, Hunter found himself feeling conflicted. He loved Sadie--he really did--but there was something about Mason that just drew him in. Maybe it was his youth or carefree spirit--or maybe it was just their physical chemistry. Hunter and Mason decided to make dinner together for Sadie, hoping to surprise her when she got home. They found some fresh chicken breasts in the fridge and decided to cook them with a side of roasted vegetables. Mason chopped up some zucchini and peppers while Hunter seasoned the chicken breasts with salt, pepper, and rosemary before cooking them on the stovetop. The smell of sizzling meat filled the air as they worked together in silence--both lost in their own thoughts. As they finished cooking the veggies Mason spoke up: "Do you think we're doing something wrong?" he asked quietly. "What do you mean?" Hunter responded cautiously. "You know," Mason said softly. "With us being...together." Hunter paused for a moment before responding carefully: "I don't know what's right or wrong anymore," he admitted truthfully. "I love Sadie--she's everything to me--but there's just something about being with you that feels so intense." He reached out across the counter separating them and took hold of one of Mason's hands in his own large one; it was almost like he needed that physical touch from him now more than ever before--their relationship had become increasingly complicated over time but not any less passionate or desirable either way. He let go after a few seconds though as if pulling away from temptation itself "Obviously I feel guilty. You know that," Hunter continued stiffly once again busying himself by stirring around hot veggies in an oversized pan using tongs.. "I just don't know what to do about it." Mason nodded in understanding, "I get it. I feel guilty too. But at the same time, I can't help how I feel." Hunter turned off the stove and took a deep breath before turning back towards Mason, looking him straight in the eye. "I can't promise you anything," he said softly. "But let's just enjoy this trip while you're here." Mason smiled gratefully and squeezed Hunter's hand gently. They quickly finished up cooking dinner and set the table for three--Sadie was due home soon from her long shift at work. As they sat down to eat, both men were nervous but excited for Sadie's arrival so they could surprise her with their efforts of making dinner ready before she came home; hoping that maybe by doing something good like this would somehow lessen their guilt or wash away some of those feelings of shame. When Sadie walked through the door a few minutes later than expected, she was greeted by two smiling faces as well as the delicious aroma of dinner. She was surprised and grateful for their efforts, especially since she'd had such a long day at work. As they ate, the conversation flowed easily between them--talking about everything from Mason's upcoming graduation to Sadie's future job opportunities. Hunter tried to push aside his guilt and enjoy the moment. He loved these two people in different ways, and he didn't want to lose either of them. It was almost silly to feel that way, given that he'd been with Sadie for a year and he'd only known Mason for a few months--less really, since he'd only spend a few days with him last December. Still... desire wasn't a rational thing and Hunter was hooked on his girlfriend's little brother--even more so now than when they were just hooking up. Fuck. After dinner was finished, Sadie went to take a shower while Hunter cleaned up the kitchen. Mason sat at the table, fidgeting with his phone anxiously. "What's up?" Hunter asked as he finished wiping down the counters. Mason looked up at him, his blue eyes intense. "Do you think we'll ever be able to tell her?" he asked quietly, referring to Sadie. Hunter sighed and leaned against the counter opposite Mason. "I don't know," he admitted truthfully. "What we're doing is awful. It's not fair for us to keep this from her--she deserves better than that--but I just can't imagine she'd react well..." Mason nodded in understanding but didn't respond right away; instead, he took a deep breath before speaking again. "I'm scared," He said softly. "Of what?" Hunter questioned. "I'm scared of losing her... of losing both of you..." Mason trailed off. Hunter felt a pang in his chest at those words--it was obviously something he'd considered before...but damn did it hit home hard once it was said out loud hanging between them like some macabre piece of art on display. "I won't lie," Hunter finally spoke up. "It is scary thinking about all the ways this could go wrong. That's why I wanted us to just stop." Mason looked down at the table, his fingers tracing patterns on its surface. "I know," he said softly. "But I can't stop. We can't stop." Hunter walked over to Mason and took hold of his hand with his own. "I know," he said quietly, giving Mason's hand a reassuring squeeze. "But we have to be careful and think about the consequences of our actions." Mason sighed heavily but didn't say anything more; instead, he just held onto Hunter's hand tightly as they sat in silence together for a few moments longer--both lost in their own thoughts. Eventually, Sadie emerged from the bathroom and joined them in the living room. She looked tired after her long shift but still managed to smile at Hunter and Mason as she took a seat next to them on the couch. "Thanks for making dinner tonight, you two," she said gratefully. "It was really delicious." Hunter smiled back at her, feeling guilty all over again for what he'd done with Mason--but also grateful that they had managed to keep their distance tonight. "It was nothing," he said modestly. Mason nodded in agreement, smiling brightly despite everything going through his mind. He felt proud of himself too--for not pushing things too far this evening or giving into temptation like he had so many times before when it came to Hunter. As Sadie settled onto one end of the couch, Hunter went over to grab some blankets and pillows from another closet; soon enough they were all snuggled up together under covers watching TV--some romcom that none of them particularly enjoyed but which would do just fine considering there wasn't much else any better on TV anyway. The setup reminded Mason of the first time he'd fooled around with Hunter--it seemed like a lifetime ago, even though it was only a few months back. But this time, he didn't feel the urgent curious desire to push the boundaries right next to his sister. Instead, he felt content just being close to Hunter--feeling his warmth and the steady rise and fall of his chest as they cuddled together. It was a different kind of intimacy--one that didn't involve sex but still meant something special. Getting on the same page with the older man earlier that day had settled the urgency Mason had felt--that each one of their encounters might be the last. Feeling more secure in their relationship, Mason kept his hands to himself throughout the movie. As it came to an end, Sadie announced that she was heading off to bed early so she could get some rest before another early day shift on Saturday. She hugged both Mason and Hunter tightly before making her way towards their bedroom and leaving them alone on the couch. They sat there, pressed up against one another, and let the TV play. The physical contact felt good, but neither of them made any moves to get more intimate than cuddling. "I had fun today," Mason said sleepily, his head leaning against Hunter's arm. "Me too," Hunter responded softly, running his fingers through Mason's hair. "It was nice just spending time together without any pressure." Mason nodded in agreement, feeling a sense of calm wash over him as he closed his eyes and let himself relax into Hunter's embrace. As they sat and talked, Mason found himself opening up to Hunter in ways he never had before. He told him about his fears and dreams for the future--about wanting to make a difference in the world but feeling unsure of how to do it. Typical twelfth grade anxieties of an ambitious young man. Hunter listened intently, his arm wrapped around Mason's shoulders as he spoke. He couldn't help but feel drawn to him--not just physically, but emotionally too. There was something about Mason that made him want to protect him--to guide him through life and help him achieve all of his goals. It was a very different feeling from the one he had with Sadie, with whom he'd formed a real partnership. He tried to not think about how much he was complicating his life by carrying on like he was with both his girlfriend and her little brother. As the night wore on, Mason realized how exhausted he was. He wasn't sure if it was from all the walking they did that day or just from feeling so emotionally drained. He had planned to just go to bed and hit the sack. After giving Hunter a soft kiss goodnight, however, he was overcome once again with desire. As their lips pressed together, Mason felt a surge of it course through his body. He wanted Hunter so badly--the feel of his muscular arms wrapped around him, the taste of his mouth against his own. Without thinking, he let one hand slide down to Hunter's crotch and began palming the growing bulge in his sweatpants. At first, Hunter tensed up at the sudden contact--but then he relaxed into it with a low groan. The kiss deepened as they both gave in to their desires--Mason grinding against Hunter's thigh while still stroking him through the fabric of his pants. It was exhilarating to be this close to someone who made him feel so alive--someone who knew all the right buttons to push and wasn't afraid to go there with him. Hunter pulled back slightly from the kiss and looked down at Mason--with that intense gaze that always sent shivers down Mason's spine. "You sure about this?" he asked softly. "We said we would be more careful... she's right down the hall..." Mason looked up at him, desire and need clouding his judgment. "I can't help it," he whispered back, reaching for Hunter's lips again. He couldn't stop the way his body was reacting to Hunter's touch--the way every part of him ached with longing. "I need you so bad, Hunt." Hunter let out a low growl before pulling Mason close once more--his hand now sliding down Mason's back and resting on his ass as they kissed deeply. The feel of Hunter's strong fingers gripping onto him sent shivers down Mason's spine--he wanted this so badly. In that moment, nothing else mattered--not Sadie sleeping just a few meters away or anything else. All that mattered was the heat between them and the need to be close. Mason's hand continued its exploration, finally slipping under Hunter's waistband and wrapping around his thick shaft. He let out a moan as he began stroking him in earnest--feeling him grow harder as they kissed passionately. Hunter broke away from Mason's lips with a gasp, his eyes dark with desire. "Fuck," he muttered breathlessly, taking hold of Mason's wrist and stilling it for a moment. Mason looked up at him anxiously--but then Hunter leaned down to kiss him once more before standing up abruptly. In one swift movement, he pulled off his sweatpants and underwear--revealing his thick cock in all its glory. "Get on your knees," he commanded huskily--and without hesitation, Mason obeyed. He eagerly took Hunter's cock into his mouth--savoring the feel of it as he slid his lips up and down its length. He knew exactly how to work him, using a combination of suction and tongue action that had Hunter groaning with pleasure. Hunter tried to stay quiet, knowing full well that Sadie was asleep just on the other side of the bedroom door--but it was difficult with Mason slurping and gurgling around his shaft so expertly. The sounds were lewd but also incredibly arousing--who would have thought that Sadie's little brother could be far more skilled at sucking dick than she ever was? As Mason continued to work him over, he felt himself getting closer and closer to climax. His hips began thrusting in rhythm with Mason's movements--pushing deeper into the younger man's eager mouth. Hunter was getting close to the edge and he knew he couldn't hold it in much longer. He held Mason's head steady for a moment, pushing his cock deeper into the younger man's throat until he started gagging around him. Mason choked on his thick shaft--his eyes rolling back as tears streamed down his cheeks. The sensation of being dominated like this was so incredibly hot and it made his own cock throb. Finally, Hunter pulled out with a wet pop--and Mason gasped for air as a thick web of saliva trailed from his lips to Hunter's engorged cockhead. His own spit mixed with precum coated every inch of Hunter's length--as well as some stray dribbles sliding down onto his balls and onto Mason's thighs below. Without hesitation, Mason slurped everything back up before turning back to focus on sucking hungrily on Hunter once again--desperate to suck down his cum. Hunter groaned as Mason got back to work--his hips thrusting forward once again. The sight of the younger man on his knees before him, mouth stretched wide around his cock and drooling with spit, was almost too much for him. He knew he couldn't hold out any longer--and with a final grunt, he came hard into Mason's waiting mouth. Thick ropes of cum shot down the younger man's throat, filling him up entirely. Mason moaned at the sensation of Hunter's hot seed flooding his mouth--it was such an erotic experience knowing that they were doing this right under Sadie's nose. He swallowed it all greedily--taking every last drop until Hunter started to go soft in his mouth. Mason grinned up at Hunter triumphantly. "See?" he said teasingly, wiping away any stray droplets from around his lips. "That wasn't so bad." Hunter chuckled softly, still trying to catch his breath. "No, it definitely wasn't," he replied with a grin of his own. He couldn't believe how skilled Mason was at pleasuring him--it was almost like the younger man had been doing this for years. "But seriously, we can't be reckless anymore, Mase. That was hot, but it was so risky. We can't risk being caught by Sadie." Mason nodded in agreement, feeling a sense of guilt wash over him. He knew Hunter was right--they needed to be more careful if they were going to keep this up; that's what they had agreed to. "Okay, you're right," he said softly. "We'll have to be more careful from now on... no hooking up with Sadie in the apartment," he said with an innocence that belied his incubus-like libido. Hunter leaned down and gave Mason a gentle kiss before standing back up and pulling his underwear and sweatpants back on. They both tidied themselves up quickly before heading off to their respective bedrooms for the night. As Mason stripped down to his underwear and settled into the guest bed, he couldn't help but think about what had just happened between them--it was so intense and erotic that it almost felt like a dream. He considered jerking off, since he hadn't cum, but decided he was too tired. As he drifted off to sleep with the taste of Hunter still lingering in his mouth, he knew one thing for sure: tomorrow Sadie was working a full day shift again and he and Hunter would have the entire day together. With that thought in mind he fell asleep peacefully, his mind and body eager for some time to rest and reboot. Hunter meanwhile headed into his bedroom where Sadie lay sleeping peacefully in their queen-sized bed; he stared at her for a long moment, his thoughts running through his head as he thought about how awful he was for so willfully betraying her with Mason. Despite that he loved her deeply and desperately wanted to avoid her getting hurt. Fuck.    still stirred when he climbed into bed. "Hunt? Oh... what time is it?" She mumbled. "Hey," Hunter whispered softly as he climbed under the covers beside her, kissing her lightly on the neck. "It's about one. Go back to sleep, babe, you have an early morning." Sadie groaned sleepily before shifting over towards him and snuggling up close to his side. "This job is killing me," she murmured, her eyes still closed. "But I'm glad I got to spend some time with Mason tonight. I feel bad you're stuck one-on-one with him since I'm working so much. He seems like he's having a good time with you, though." Hunter smiled softly, feeling a pang of guilt in his chest. Sadie was working really hard to make her hours and train to be a nurse practitioner... and here he was fucking around behind her back with her little brother. "Yeah, we're having a good time," he said truthfully. "He's something else," he huffed; "but he's a good kid." Sadie shifted slightly, her eyes still closed as she yawned sleepily: "I'm glad you guys are getting along so well. I know it can be weird hanging out with your significant other's family sometimes." Hunter couldn't help but feel even more guilty at those words--knowing that what he was doing with Mason would almost certainly break Sadie's heart if she ever found out about it--hell, it could break her whole family apart... But for now, all he could do was try to enjoy the moment and hope that somehow they could find a way to make things work without anyone getting hurt too badly. "Yeah..." Hunter trailed off before pulling Sadie closer to him and kissing her forehead gently; trying hard not to think about how much worse this whole situation could get if they weren't careful or lucky.