My Brother Jake
By: Chris Candler
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Jake stood there petrified, his hands still on Chris' ass. He had no idea it was his brother because he looked so different. The highlights in his hair and nice golden tan from his time in California made Chris look completely different, more...sexy. Jake quickly snatched his hands from his brother's ass and turned a deep shade of red as did Chris.
"Well it wasn't the welcome I was expecting, but I take it you missed me." Chris said blushing trying to relieve the tension in the air.
"Chris I am so sorry, I didn't mean to... I mean..." Jake shuddered trying to gather his bearings not knowing exactly what to say.
"Don't worry about it, lets just get home I am ready to lay down and just relax." Chris said giving his brother an 'out' from the uncomfortable situation.
Chris gave Jake one of those smiles that he always seemed to have, instantly relaxing Jake and reminding him just how much he missed his brother. Chris was thrilled that his brother had reacted to his new look the way he did. Of course, that was part his plan. He wanted to make himself as irresistible as he possibly could. The fact that his brother thought he was hot made his cock stand straight up. Fortunately, Chris was wearing a pair of tight bikini briefs that held his goods in check. Chris quickly banished those thoughts as he just wanted to get home and take a nap after his long flight.
Once the boys got home Jake carried Chris' bag into the house. Chris immediately ran to his mother as he had missed her the most other than Jake.
"Mom! I really missed you. A ton of stuff happened at aunt Jakie's house and I got a complete make over. Jakie thought it would be a good idea since I was starting high school next week that I had a new look and a fresh start." Chris said with enthusiasm
"You look great sweetheart! I almost didn't recognize you. I missed you so much it just hasn't bee the same here without you! I'm glad you had a good time. So much has happened and I got some great new recipes you have got to try!"
She had missed her son terribly and truly missed the only other 'female' influence around the house. Since she didn't have a little girl she was happy to have Chris. Chris made her life so pleasant and she knew that he would one day grow up to make some man very lucky. Though Chris had not come to terms with his sexuality it was pretty much a given in her eyes she was just waiting on him to feel comfortable enough to talk about it. Little did she know that conversation would come sooner than she expected it.
“Mom, I REALLY need to talk to you, but I am too tired now, I need a nap. I will help you get dinner ready and I will talk to you then when the 'boys' are watching the game. I love you mom!”
Chris gave his mom another hug and headed to his and Jake's bedroom. When he got to the bedroom he was exhausted, however, the room was a mess of clothes, trash, and things that were not even recognizable. He sighed and Jake stood there with a sheepish look on his face. He would have to take care of the mess before he could get any rest.
“Jake, I thought I could leave you alone for a couple of weeks and you wouldn't destroy the place” Chris, although exhausted, couldn't help but smile.
“I'm sorry bro, I am just not used to not having you around. Now I know just how much I have depended on you over the years and it is not fair. I AM sorry.” Jake said with sincerity.
“I never minded Jake, I just always wanted to make sure you were happy. I love you Jake that's why I try to take care of you.”
Chris was hoping that Jake would understand that he really did love him, more than a brother, but that was too much to hope.
“Thanks lil' bro you are the best!”
As Chris suspected all he got from Jake was a brotherly affection. When will his brother understand just how much he did love him? Well at least the scene at the airport showed him that his new look was working. Even though Chris was naïve when it came to romance and he was still the innocent 'boy' he had always been, he knew what he wanted and what he wanted was his god of a brother.
Chris set out to wade through the two weeks worth of mess that Jake had made. Jake had gotten a call from Brad, his best friend, to come play football. Usually Chris would join Jake and cheer him on. He knew that Brad and Jake's other friends didn't like him but he didn't care he was there for Jake. The rest of them thought he was 'soft'. They were right, but they didn't have to be such asses about it.
Two hours later Chris had all of the mess cleaned up and the laundry in the washer (not before he took in the smell of Jake's jock). Once he had finally finished he collapsed on his bed and fell into a deep sleep.
An hour later he was rather rudely awakened by the sound of Jake and Brad laughing and talking as they entered the room. Jake looked around and smiled while Brad just inclined his head toward Chris.
“Thanks for picking up man, I really did miss having a clean room.” Jake said with a big smile on his face.
“Now all he has to do is learn how to suck cock and you got yourself a real house bitch. He already looks pretty damn hot for a boy.” Brad said with a smug smile on his face.
“Dude, shut up he is right here! Sorry Chris we are going to go downstairs and play some video games. Come on Brad!” Jake said trying to get his friend away from his brother.
Jake and Brad left the room shutting the door behind them heading to the living room. Unfortunately, Jake didn't shut the door completely and Chris could hear them in the hallway talking.
“Man you can't say stuff like that to him, you know he is 'sensitive'. We both know he is a fag but just keep it quiet in front of him” Jake said thinking he couldn't be heard by Chris.
“Sorry man, I know, but did you see that ass on him? It is hard not to just throw him down and get a piece of him faggot or not.” Brad said obviously getting hard.
Chris stood listening at the crack in his door. Did his brother just call him a fag? How could he be that harsh? All Chris ever did was love his brother and Jake would say something like that! Tears flowing down his cheeks from the hurt he felt inside. How could his brother do that to him?
Chris ran to his bed and put his face in his pillow and cried...
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