Date: Fri, 17 Nov 2023 15:54:14 -0800 From: Jay Spear Subject: Giving Thanks For My Brother - Part 5 My stories are fiction and intended for readers 18 and up. All characters are assumed to be legal, consenting adults. This story deals with relationships among male family members. If that fantasy bothers you, stop reading. If you like this story, check out my Patreon! Lots more content there: patreon.com/jayspearstories The Nifty Archive has been a fantastic resource to all of us! Please consider supporting them with a donation: https://donate.nifty.org/. Giving Thanks For My Brother - Part 5 By Jay Spear The rest of Thanksgiving was great, and so was Christmas too. At both holidays Ryan and I were able to come together back at home, the place where everything between us had started. We kissed, we fucked, we loved. We took advantage of all the time we could. After this we'd be apart again. Visits would be limited by my obligations at school and Ryan's focus on Jenna and their baby that was on the way. I spent spring break with him in Boston and we fucked with an urgency and intensity that was different than before. "I don't know, man," Ryan told me. "I've been so horned up lately." "You're probably hard up for sex now that Jenna's all pregged up, yeah?" "No, it's not that, little bro. We're fucking more than ever to be honest. Her body is changing now. It's swelling up and getting thick and laying in new curves in all the right places. Damn, I just run my hands over all of it, suck on those swelling titties.... I get so worked up I swear I'm gonna blast another baby into her." "It doesn't hurt the kid?" "Nah, not now. Probably not until the final days. Doc said it's OK. And honestly, I think that's part of it. I get all hot seeing her body like this, knowing that I did this to her. That I knocked her up and she's growing a new life for me. For us." He got a wistful, far-away look in eyes. For a moment I felt sad and empty knowing there was something he valued so much, and it was something I couldn't give him. "Come on, bro." I tugged on his cock. "Give poor Jenna a break. Take out your energy on me." I fisted his cock and stopped up his mouth with a kiss. He kissed back and he slapped my ass, grabbing and squeezing my butt cheeks. "Yeah," he agreed in a low, throaty voice. "This pretty fucking amazing too." And then I was on my back while we locked eyes and he fucked hard and pumped a load into me. Ryan rolled off me and let out a little whoop. "Damn!" He tried to catch his breath. "Pretty sure if you were a girl I'd have knocked you up too." We both laughed. It was a funny thought. *** The rest of spring was was like that. Sex. Interview. Sex. Dinner with Jenna. Rinse and repeat. The interviews were going well. I was getting recruited pretty hard by two companies in particular. They were impressed by the genetics paper that came out of my fall project. "I think this is going to work out, Ry. I might even have a job locked down before I graduate." "That's awesome, Kev. But don't worry about it. You can stay here as long as you need to." "Don't be ridiculous. You're going to have a house full of baby shit in a couple months." "Yeah, but not at the cost of you, I hope. Don't get your own place too soon. Let's take advantage of the opportunity while we can." "OK." To tell the truth, I liked the idea of moving in for a bit. Sleeping under the same roof. Stealing kisses whenever we could. It would be like Thanksgiving or Christmas but every day. For as long as we could make it last. "And besides, I'm sure we'll want to put you to work with the baby. You can give us a little break from the rascal." We'd see. *** Graduation came: I had a new diploma and two job offers. I took an Associate role at BioGarde. It paid a little less than the other offer, but I liked how cutting edge their research was. I felt on top of the world when we all went out to celebrate my graduation: Ryan and Jenna, Mom and Dad. We blew a thousand bucks on wine and food at a fancy steakhouse the next town over. Ryan and I made out in the bathroom until Dad was sent in to find us. It was a great night. I returned to campus to celebrate with my friends. Shots and beer in every dorm on campus until we were gave in to bed just hours before the mandatory move-out in the morning. I had a moment with my buddy Rafa as we were crossing the quad and stopped to look up at the stars. It was a clear night in our small college town and you could see everything, even the band of stars that forms the Milky Way. "Makes everything seem so small, doesn't it?" Rafa asked. "Yeah." "Kind of like we're all so small. Everyone all alone on this rock in a big universe." "Don't get mopey on me, dude. The sky is goddamn beautiful. Don't ruin it." Besides, I didn't feel alone. I felt very connected. To someone in particular. "U up?" I messaged Ryan. "Damn, Kevin, it's 2:00 AM. I wasn't up, but I am now." "Sorry." "It's OK." "It's a beautiful night out. So many stars, the skies are wide open. It made me think about you. I wanted to say...I wanted to say `I love you' before I went to bed." "That's sweet, Kev. I love you too. And fuck it, you've got me up now." "Then go look at the sky." "OK, I'm going to the window." "I don't think you can really take it in from the window. Step outside." A minute later he texted back. "It's 2:00 AM and I'm out in the cold in bare feet. It's a good thing I love you. I wouldn't do this shit for anyone else." "Just look up, dumbass." "OK." "You see it?" "Yeah. Wow." "I feel like every one of those stars contains a wish. Like every kind of hope." "Oh yeah? What's your hope? What are you wishing for?" "More time with you." "Haha, it's coming, bro. It's gonna be so fun living together. Listen, I gotta get back inside. It's cold out here." "OK, I'm going back in too." "Climbing into bed now." "Me too." "Oh yeah?" I sent him a pic of me stretched out on the bed, my dick tenting my briefs. "Wow. I thought you were in a sentimental mood, but it looks like you're just horny." "It's both." I took my cock out and stroked it, sending him a close up of the pearl of pre forming at the top. "Fuck. Looks delicious." "Come get it." "I knew this was a booty call. You tried to throw me off by talking about stars." I wrapped my hand around my balls and squeezed them, taking a snap of the swollen, purple orbs. "Dude. I can't leave. Jenna's here." "I know." "But you've got me horny too." He sent a pic of his own tented shorts. It was dark and blurry but I knew from the shape he was as horned up as I was. "Go to the bathroom. I want to see you." Then my FaceTime was ringing and I had Ryan's shirtless torso on screen, glowing in the flourscent bathroom light. "You look goooood," I moaned. I rubbed my dick harder. He brought his finger to his lips in a shushing motion and then turned down his volume. Of course. Jenna was asleep in the next room. I nodded at Ryan and I panned the camera across my body in the lamplight. It cast a warm glow and I know everything I had looked soft and smooth and inviting. "Take off your shirt," he mouthed. I stripped it off and pushed my underwear from my knees down to my ankles and kicked them off. I motioned at Ryan to do the same. He stripped off his T-shirt and shorts. He rubbed the fur on his chest. He pinched a nipple. My mouth made a little "O" shape. I pinched my nipple in response. He grinned. I propped up the phone and stood up in front of it, mirroring his stance. Slowly, each of us made moves to explore our bodies. We took turns leading and mirroring. We touched our pecs, biceps, stomachs, quads. All the while our cocks bobbed at attention, swinging free, pulsing up and down as we provoked each other. Ryan wrapped a hand around his cock and ran it slowly up and down the shaft. He stopped to tease his piss slit and he pulled out a long string of pre between his fingers. I jacked my cock in response and watched the head go red with bloodflow. I spurted out little white droplets. I raised one to my mouth and sucked it off my finger. That got him. His breath drew in and he fingered his cockhead, wiping up the sticky mess and eating it. I watched him lick it up. He showed me the white of it coating his tongue. Ryan spit into his hand and wiped it down the length of his shaft. I followed suit and we locked eyes and we jacked our cocks in mirror images. No smiles now. We got down to business. Ryan's cock grew huge, dwarfing his hand. I reached around and pushed a finger into my crack. The finger was slick with pre cum and I was able to push right in. I looked at Ryan's cock and thought about it being inside me as I approximated the sensation with my finger. Ryan's eyes grew wide. He was straining and trying to hold back, but he couldn't. His face contorted and he blasted a load onto the screen. Things got blurry where some splashed onto the camera lens. I laughed and let myself go too, marveling at his angry, post-spooj cock while I fucked myself with my fingers. And then I was coming too, soiling my phone in the very same way. We grinned at each other. He picked up the phone and began typing. "Thanks, buddy. I needed that." "Me too, Ry." "I love you, Kevin." "Me too." "I'll see you in a few hours. To take you home." I collapsed onto the bed and fell asleep with a huge smile on my face. *** The next morning Ryan and I kept catching each each other's gaze. We smiled at each other with knowing grins. Ryan and Dad helped to load my belongings into the van. Mom and Jenna supplied us with coffee and bagels. "That's it," Dad said. I closed and locked the dorm door. "The last of my boys is launched. You're both full adults now." I kind of felt like that, that this moment marked a departure into real adulthood. But another part of me wanted to stay a kid, to be able to run back home and have Mom cook for me while Ryan and I messed around upstairs in our room. I felt caught between childhood and adulthood. But I was also glad to be moving forward. Mom and Dad gave me hugs and then I climbed into the van. Ryan and Jenna set out in their car ahead of me. I followed them for three hours to Boston. *** Adult life started off pretty well. Two companies had competed for me to start with them. In the end I chose the offer that was slightly lower because BioGarde was more exciting. They were doing experimental work, real cutting edge stuff. I thought I'd learn more there and have better opportunities in the long run. My boss probably had something to do with it too. Dr. Steven Wu was a hotshot researcher, profiled last year in Biotech Today's "40 Under 40." He was brilliant, demanding, and not bad to look at either. He told me he woke up at 4:30 to be the first in the gym so he could grind it out before being the first one in the lab. I tried to keep up. I'd get there at 7:30 and find him halfway through his day. I brought him coffee. I relished the extra attention I got in those early hours before the lab was too crowded. I wanted to make my mark. Back home at Ryan's apartment I helped out as they readied the place for the baby. Ryan and I began converting the guest room into a nursery. We pulled out the guest bed and the desk and painted the place yellow. I helped him assemble the crib. "When the baby comes I'll have to move into your bed," I joked. "Oh yeah? How's that gonna work?" "You'll have Jenna on one side, me on the other. Just reach out and grab whoever you want." "Haha," he countered. "Right now all I want is you." And then we kissing and pawing at each other. We fell to the floor and sixty-nined until we shot in each other's mouth. "Tastes good, bro." Ryan kissed me, his lips all sticky and his tongue still coated in cum. "Don't move out. Stay the first couple months." "Where?" "The living room couch pulls out. We could use the help. And Jenna is starting to get skittish about sex. All I'm doing is eating pussy these days." "OK," I agreed. "For the first few months." *** The baby came. It was a boy, Sean, something that only Jenna, Ryan, and I knew right up until he came crying out of her body on a sunny day in the middle of June. He was tiny. Fragile. But when I held him in my arms and saw him look up at me with Ryan's green eyes, I knew I would love and protect him for the rest of my life. I moved my stuff to a corner of the living room and pulled out the couch every night. It was crowded and awkward, but Jenna was happy for an extra pair of hands to help out or run to the store for more diapers. Ryan was happy to catch me in the shower while Jenna napped in their room, resting in between feedings. Work was going well. I liked the research and Dr. Wu--Steve--liked me. There was one night we were both late at the lab, waiting for an experiment to finish. We split a pizza in his office and he pulled some cans of wine from a cabinet behind the desk. We ate and talked while we waited for the results. At 9:00 we went back into the lab and checked the Petri dishes. "Look at this!" I announced. "Even more responsive than we predicted. Steve leaned over my shoulder to look and I caught a whiff of his aftershave. Sea breeze and citrus. His chin grazed the side of my neck. I trembled. And then we were kissing. A soft little kiss at first, and then a long slow one. "Sorry," he said, breaking it off. "That was inappropriate." "It's OK." He looked at me like he wanted to do it again, but both of us were afraid to move. The timer rang on the CRISPR machine. He turned to look. He walked over to the equipment. "Look at these," he said. We studied the results and high-fived. It looked like the protocol was proving out. *** When I got home Ryan was up with the baby. He usually handled the last evening feeding while Jenna slept. She would be the one to get up in the middle of night since Ry had to work in the morning. "Hey." "Hey." I took a seat on the couch and looked over at my brother in the lamplight. He was tired but happy. There were some new lines on his handsome face and two days beard growth from lack of time to shave. He had a newly soft belly that had grown during the last months, thanks to comfort foods and no time for the gym. He was a young dad, caring for his baby. I felt there could be nothing hotter in the world than this. We talked as he finished up the feeding and lay Sean down for bed in the crib. Ryan gamely warbled an off-key lullaby. I loved seeing this side of him. He turned off the light and put his arms around me and kissed me. "Thanks for being here." "No problem. I love being here." "Good." We stayed in our embrace and kissed. We let ourselves build up slowly from comfort to desire to passion. Ryan grabbed my hand and led me out to the living room. He gave me a playful shove onto the couch and pulled off my clothes, covering me with kisses. I stripped off his shirt and then his pants, taking advantage of each moment that he came up for air. And then we were naked and sliding our bodies past each other, rubbing our leaking cocks into the other's warm, flushed skin. Ryan raised my legs and let his tongue play across my asshole. The scratch of his beard raised goosebumps. My hole loosened up as he worked it with his tongue. "Gotta be inside you, bro," he murmured. "Yes. Pease. Any time you want." "Even with my body going to hell like this?" That was hardly the case and I told him so. "You're hotter than ever, big bro. Dad-life looks good you." "You think?" He lined up his cock at my hole and pushed it in. "Yessss," I moaned. "Honestly, it's so hot seeing you as a dad. Knowing that you made another life. Thinking of how your cock not only feels awesome, but knowing that it can do all of that." He grinned and began fucking. "Yeah, Kev. It feels pretty good, I guess. Men were made to do this. It's biological destiny. To fuck. To breed." "I wish you could breed me." That got him. He stopped short. He looked at me and then his eyes widened. They gleamed. He slammed his cock back into me. "Fuck yeah, little bro. I'm gonna breed you tonight. Knock you up good." "Give it to me!" "Gonna make another baby with my little bro. Pound all my love inside you and leave you with something to always remember me by." "I wanna be the one who makes you a dad this time." "Fuck yeah." "Put your baby in me, Ry. Preg me up." His eyes went wild. He held my shoulders down and fucked and bucked with purpose. I ran my hands across his chest and raised one to grab the side of his neck. "Make a family with me." I pulled him down to kiss me and he lost it, blasting inside me, cumming furiously, exploding in four or five long blasts. I felt his load slosh around my insides. "Jesus Christ, Kevin." "Shhh, I know." "That got me so hot." "Me too." He collapsed onto me and I realized I had cum too. We lay there, skin pressed to skin, just breathing together in a tight embrace. Our hearts beat in time, pounding together as one. The cum on my stomach began to dry, gluing is together. Eventually Ryan attempted to peel himself off me. Our skin and body hair stuck together. It was like pulling off a Band Aid. "I gotta get to bed," he said quietly. "I know." He extended a hand and pulled me up from the couch. Our cum-crusted bodies embraced and we kissed again, long and slow. "Yeah, I gotta go to bed. But that was so hot. I wish I could hold you all night tonight." "I understand." He started to walk out toward the hallway. Then he stopped and turned back to face me. "Kevin. Thanks. I know you'll have your own family someday, but damn--that was amazing to fantasize about. About us doing, having--" "I know." "Good night, bro. I love you." "Me too." He left and I wiped up. I snuggled into a blanket and tried to sleep. But I was so wired from our fuck, the way we talked, just the thought of it. Everything. Eventually I drifted off, waking up hours later with a huge-ass smile still covering my face. End Part 5. Stay tuned for Part 6!