Date: Sun, 24 Dec 2023 11:55:50 -0500 From: Bradley King Subject: Merry Christmas, My Love (Gay/Incest) I've been writing drafts of stories for a few years, but this is my first submission. This is meant to be a one-part, short story, involving a consensual romantic relationship between brothers. Please enjoy :) - - - "Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Tampa on this beautiful Christmas Eve! The local temperature is a cozy 70 degrees Fahrenheit, with clear skies and a gentle breeze. As we make our descent, we encourage you to keep your seatbelts fastened until we've come to a complete stop at the gate. On behalf of KingAir, we wish you a wonderful holiday season filled with warmth, joy, and cherished moments with your loved ones." I had to roll my eyes - 70 degrees. I remember when we used to have cold Christmases when I was a kid. It even snowed once... in Florida! It didn't matter. I haven't been home since before the virus. I missed my mom and dad. More importantly, I missed my brother. Sure, we FaceTime every day, but it's not at all the same thing. College is hard on everyone, especially when you're far away from home. It's even harder when you leave the person you love most in the world behind. After departing the plane, I made my way to arrivals. All I had was my backpack, with a few days of clothes. I found my dad and we quickly embraced before either of us could start crying. I nuzzled my face into his neck like I did as a child. I missed his scent. Dad whispered, on the verge of tears, "It's good to see you, Tyler." "You too, Dad. I've missed you all." We got in his car and we headed home. Home. Fuck, I missed home. We made small talk on the ride. He asked about college life and what Denver was like. I loved listening to his voice. There was just something so soothing about it. It reminded me of when I was younger and would get upset or sad about something. He always had the perfect words to make me feel better. We pulled into our home's driveway and, like always, the house was covered in decorations. We got out of the car as I admired the scene. "The house looks great, Dad!" Dad chuckled, "We may have gone a little overboard this year. Wanted to make it special for you. We haven't really done all that much the past few years." "That fucking virus. I never would've left for college if I'd known that was going to happen." "No, you had to go, son. It didn't last forever and you needed to prepare for the rest of your life." Dad was right, as always. We went inside and I greeted my mother with another tearful embrace. Didn't bother hiding the tears this time. "Oh, Tyler, my love! I've missed you so much." "Hi mom. I love you." "Darling, I love you, too." She finally released me and did the motherly thing of sizing me up and making sure I've been eating enough. I had lost some weight, but nothing dramatic. I actually bulked up a bit, thanks to the on-campus fitness center. "Where's Asher?" Dad smirked, "He's probably still sleeping. That boy can sleep all day." Mom said, "Takes after his big brother. We didn't tell him you were coming. Thought you'd want to surprise him." "I'll go see if I get him out of bed, then." I walked upstairs to what used to be our shared bedroom. I knocked lightly, just in case he was already up. There was no answer, so I pushed the door open slowly. It was dark inside and he was lying in bed, under the covers. I crept up beside his bed and sat gently on the edge as he slept on his side. I brushed his hair out of his face, before bending over and kissing his forehead. I whispered, "You're so fucking beautiful." He stirred slightly, rolling onto his back and loosening his grip on the sheets a bit. I slowly pulled the sheet off of him, revealing his bare chest and abs. I placed my hand on his chest, watching him breathe in and out and feeling the warmth emanating from him. I could feel the hardness of his pectorals, impressed by the difference a few years makes in a teen's body. I slowly moved my hand down his chest, over his abs, and under the sheet still covering his groin. I raked my fingers through his pubic hair and knew he wasn't wearing any underwear. I felt my cock twitch. I moved the sheet lower to expose his 5 inches of soft uncut cock. Fuck me. I bent over and placed my nose above his cock, breathing in his wonderful musk. I licked the base of his cock and it immediately began to fill with blood. I licked from the base to the tip before taking him into my mouth. I forced his entire, semi-hard, cock into my mouth, all the way to the base. I knew I would probably struggle to deepthroat him when he was fully hard. Not that I wouldn't try my damndest. I allowed his cock to harden in my mouth, savoring the flavor, and let it naturally slip out as it grew. I eyed his erect cock and estimated it to be about 8 inches. He was bigger than me now. I felt envious for half a second and then nothing but lust. I pulled the foreskin back and took him into my mouth, bobbing up and down on my brother's gorgeous cock. His precum filled my mouth. I missed the taste of him. I heard him moan. He was starting to wake up. I felt his hand on my hand, raking his fingers through my hair. I looked up at him with his cock buried in my mouth. He was looking down at me with those bright green eyes, wet with tears. He whispered, "Tyler..." barely able to speak. I smiled as his cock emptied his balls into my mouth. His cum filled my mouth and I savored that flavor. It had been too long. I pulled off his cock, with my mouth still full and crawled up his body. I kissed him on the lips and shared his load with him. We passed it back and forth for several minutes before breaking apart and swallowing it down. Laying down next to him, I pulled the covers up over us. I felt him drift back to sleep, as he clutched my chest, listening to my heartbeat. I kissed the top of his head and whispered... "Merry Christmas, my love."