Date: Sat, 6 Sep 2003 07:08:11 -0700 (PDT) From: Thomas Gaige Subject: My Step-Brother Jacob - Chapter 30 DISCLAIMER: The following story is FICTIONAL. It contains descriptions of sexual activities between teenage boys. If you are not over 18 years of age, or if you find this type of story offensive, or viewing this material is illegal where you are, then please DO NOT READ IT! If you choose to read it, then - I hope you enjoy it! My Step-Brother Jacob Chapter 30 ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ I glanced at Andy, who was lying to my right, and realized he was awake and was watching as Evan, who was laying on my left, apparently sleeping and having a good dream, was half draped over me and was dry-humping my hip. As Evan was moaning softly and grinding his cock back and forth against me, his thigh was rubbing up and down the underside of my hardon. I couldn't tell how long Evan had been humping me, but I realized if I didn't stop him soon, I was going to blast a load of cum all over both of us. Andy was looking at me and realized I had been asleep. He started smirking at me then, as I tinged pink. I shook Evan and said "Hey, wake up!" "Huh?" Evan said blearily as his hips stopped moving and he looked up at us through slitted eyes. I grinned at him and said, "You were having a pretty nice fuck-fest with my hip just now!" It took a few seconds for what I'd said to register, then suddenly, Evan turned deep red, and looked very upset as he rolled off of me, and over onto his back exclaiming "Oh fuck! I'm so sorry John!" Andy and I both snickered. Evan's dick was still tenting the covers, but his tent was quickly getting smaller now as he said, "I - I don't know what to say." His voice cracked, and he sounded like he was going to cry. I snickered again and said, "No big deal, you were having a good dream and did what came naturally!" "But - " Evan began and broke off, sniffing. "Evan, relax!" I said, "Nobody's upset. Happens to me and Andy all the time! Only we're usually dreaming about each other, not Betsey Buehler!" Andy and I snickered again, as Evan looked at us sheepishly, blushed some more and said, "she is hot, isn't she?" "Yeah, she is!" I said, grinning at him. We laid in bed talking a few more minutes about Betsey's attributes. Evan's tent had returned, so I decided we'd talked about Betsey enough, and had best get into the bathroom before Jacob and Harry woke up and hogged it on us. First though, I found a bottle of aspirin, and we all downed a few, as the effects of the previous night's party had given us all headaches. Evan showered first. While he was showering, I got Andy's casts covered up in plastic bags. Evan walked back into our room with a towel wrapped around his mid-section, and a grin on his face, just as I finished taping Andy's last bag on. "Guess you finished what you started with my hip, eh?" I said, grinning, and waggling my eyebrows at him. He blushed, but grinned even wider, and Andy and I snickered. Andy's new shorter cast had a rubber "walker" plastered into the bottom of it, so on flat ground I didn't have to carry him anymore. I helped him hobble into the bathroom, and sit down on the toilet. "How about you let me finish what Evan started with you?" he said, smiling laciviously at me. I grinned, as I felt my cock begin to twitch, and said "I thought you'd never ask!" "Why don't you just step over here then?" he said, still smiling. I stepped back over in front of him, and he leaned forward and engulfed my semi-hard dick in his hot, wet mouth, and began sucking on it. Within seconds, I was completely hard, and Andy's mouth was gliding up and down as much of my 9" as he could handle. Andy's mouth felt like warm, wet, silky, velvet as it slid up and down my shaft. I could feel my orgasm beginning to build almost immediately. It must've been all the earlier excitement caused my Evan's humping me that had me pre-primed. Breathing heavily, and feeling my body beginning to tense up, I grabbed the corner of the medicine cabinet with one hand and the woodwork around the window with the other, as Andy continued sucking up and down my shaft. I felt my cum beginning to rise. Andy could tell I was ready to shoot and sped up his sucking a little, as my hips began to involutarily move back and forth in a fucking motion. Suddenly, my body tensed, and with a gasp, I blasted my first volley of cum deep into Andy's throat. He swallowed it quickly, making room for my next load. I ejaculated several more times, gasping with each spasm of pleasure, as Andy continued sucking up and down my rod, until I'd finished. Finally, after the last drops of cum had oozed out of my dick, Andy pulled off me. Smiling and smacking his lips, he savored the flavor of the last of my juices. "God Damn! That was nice!" I exclaimed, still panting a little. Andy grinned up at me. As I looked down at him, I noticed his cock was swollen stiff, and a drop of precum glistened on the tip of it. Grinning, I dropped to my knees and spread Andy's knees apart. Then I leaned forward and took his cock in my mouth and began sucking him off. It only took a couple minutes of sucking up and down his rod, before Andy was panting, and I felt his body tense up. Then a glob of cum hit the back of my throat, as he groaned. I continued sucking up and down as every couple of seconds, Andy moaned, and filled my mouth with more of his cream. Eventually, after 7 or 8 mouthfuls, Andy's orgasm ended. I sucked on his cock some more, until his body gave an involuntary shudder, and his last drops of semen, oozed out of his urethra into my mouth. Andy leaned back breathing deeply, and smiling, as I stood up and grinned down at him. "That was pretty nice too!" he said grinning at me. I shaved us both quickly, while Andy recovered from his orgasm, then I helped him into the shower, and washed us both, and shampooed our hair. I dried us off, and blow-dried our hair. Finally, I brushed our teeth, then, wrapped towels around us and we returned to our room. "It's about time!" Jacob and Harry exclaimed together, as we walked in and found them sitting on the bed, talking with Evan. They were both wearing just their boxers, but Evan had gotten dressed. I mussed their hair and said, "OK, shower's free! Better hurry before Elizabeth realizes and beats you to it though!" "Aaacck!" Jacob yelled and ran for the bathroom, with Harry hot on his heels giggling. "They're quite the guys!" Evan said. "Yeah, they're great!" I said. "They told me they're gay," Evan said. "They did, did they?" I asked, smiling at him. "Yeah, and I told them that was OK with me," Evan said. Then he grinned and said, "but it's really kinda strange to be the only straight guy in the group!" "Hmm," said Andy, "Maybe we can fix that!" Evan's eyes got big, but he chuckled and said, "That's OK Andy - really!" Then he said he'd wait for us downstairs, and he left. I got Andy and I dressed quickly, and we joined Evan in the kitchen. Evan stayed for breakfast, but then had leave to go to work. He worked the weekend matinees at a cinema. Andy and I spent the rest of the day hanging out with Jacob and Harry. The next couple weeks passed uneventfully. The following week, the doctors took the casts off Andy's arms. He cried with joy when he was able to do things for himself again. The doctors insisted that he go through a regimen of therapy though, which he began immediately. During this time he remained out of school, but kept up with his work, which I brought home to him. A week later, the cast was removed from Andy's leg as well. He was free! Again there were tears of joy. And more therapy, was prescribed as well. On our first evening after Andy's leg cast came off, we retired to our room a little early. Andy had asked me to make love to him. We hadn't made love since well before he'd discovered Laney and I shagging on the living room floor all those weeks earlier. I put on some music, on low volume, and lit several candles, placing them around the room. Then we both stripped and crawled into bed together and snuggled and snogged for a while. Both of us were hard, and intermittently, we'd grind our hardons against each other as we hugged and kissed each other. Eventually, Andy began to work his way down my face and neck to my chest. There, he licked and nibbled at my nipples a bit, which drove me crazy, and caused my dick to twitch a lot. Finally, he moved further down my body, pausing to lick my navel, before traveling down my treasure trail, eventually, ending at my penis, which he took in his hand and gently engulfed with his mouth. Andy sucked sensually up and down my cock a minute or so, then stopped and began licking my scrotum, sucking first one, then the other of my testicles into his mouth and gently rolling them around before spitting them out. He pushed the covers all the way down then and raised my knees, and licked my perineum. He pushed my legs further back, so my knees were resting on my chest, then he ran his tongue up and down my anal crack, licking right over my pucker, sending shivers through my body. Slowly and gently, he began licking at my anus, exerting a slight pressure on it with his tongue, and licking back and forth across it with the tip of his tongue, as I moaned lowly with pleasure. Eventually, Andy started trying to spear through my sphincter with his tongue. I relaxed my anus, as much as possible, and suddenly, with a gentle push, Andy's tongue slid through my puckered muscle, and up inside me. He tongue fucked me for a couple minutes, before pulling out and licking up and down the outside of my hole again a few times. Then he returned to my perineum, and back to my scrotum and balls, finally ending up sucking on my hard cock again. I let him suck me for a minute, but then had to stop him. "Andy, if you want me to fuck you man, you gotta stop now, or I'm gonna blow before I get the chance to stick it in you!" Andy pulled off me, grinning, as I lay looking at him smiling. "Damn that was nice! I love you so much Andy," I said. Andy smiled and crawled up to me again, and I wrapped my arms around him and drew him into a kiss. Eventually, I broke our kiss and worked my way down Andy's body, giving him a similar treatment, to the one he'd just given me. When I got to rimming Andy, I spent a bit more time working on him. I sucked on and kissed his pink pucker, and licked up and down his almost hairless ass crack for quite some time, as Andy lay gasping with pleasure. Finally, I too used my tongue as a spear, and invaded his hole, shoving my tongue as deep into his rectal oriface as I could. I fucked my tongue in and out of Andy's hole for a minute or so, as he moaned joyfully. Then I pulled my face from his ass, and reached for a tube of KY. I applied a liberal amount of the jelly to his asshole, after first allowing it to warm up in my hand, then I inserted a finger through his sphincter, and gently began finger fucking him. Andy began moaning intermittently again. After a minute, I added a second finger, which caused even more pleasureful moans. Andy began groaning and gasping periodically, as I pushed a third finger through after another minute or so. I fucked my three fingers in and out of Andy's asshole for a minute or so, then Andy said "it's time John, fuck me now please!" Pulling my fingers from his rectum, I crawled up into position behind Andy and lubed my cock with the KY jelly, as he watched me with a wanton look in his eyes. Then I pressed the head of my penis against his hole and gently began pushing forward. I felt Andy relax, and my cock began to slowly slide into him. He gasped as the head of my cock forced its way through his sphincter. I paused, then smiling he said "it's OK, keep going." Slowly and gently, I pressed forward, pushing my rigid pole deeper and deeper into Andy's bowels. I stopped every so often for a few seconds, so Andy could relax and get used to being so "filled". Finally, with a gentle push, I buried my rod up to its hilt inside Andy's rectum. I paused for a minute, as Andy lay with his eyes closed, and his mouth open in a silent gasp, then slowly I began pulling out of him. He gasped audibly at the feeling of being evacuated. Slowly and gently I pulled almost all the way out of him, then reversed, and pushed it all the way back into him, as he moaned with pleasure. I continued to slowly fuck in and out of Andy, until he finally said, "go a little faster now." I began to pick up my pace a little and pushed my cock in and out of Andy a bit faster. He began moaning as I began to fuck him at a more normal rate of speed. "OH GOD JOHN!" he cried, as I began fucking him harder and faster still a minute later. It felt so good to be plunging in and out of my lover's asshole again, after so much time had gone by when we couldn't! I began to feel my orgasm building. Andy's hand was wrapped around his penis now, which was laying between us, pointing at our navels. He was jerking off, as I fucked him. "Harder John!" he gasped, and I began to pound my cock in and out of his hole! We were both moaning and gasping now, as both our orgasms were approaching. I knew I was going to shoot soon, and so was Andy. I began pounding in and out of him as fast and hard as I could. Then suddenly, with a cry, Andy's body tensed, his sphincter tightened around my shaft, and I felt a gob of Andy's come splatter against my belly. That was the catalyst I needed. Groaning, I began to deposit my seed deep within Andy's bowels at the same time. Still pounding in and out of him, and he jerking off at lightning speed, we both kept spasming and shooting cum, he flooding his own, as well as my belly with his, and me filling his rectum with mine. Eventually, both of our orgasms slowed down, and finally ended. I collapsed in a heap on top of Andy, smashing our bellies together. His cum squished all over our stomachs and chests. We both lay breathing heavily for a few minutes, before finally, I lifted my head and found his lips with mine, and we shared a long passionate kiss with each other. "I love you so much John, I'd die if I ever lost you!" Andy said finally, as we broke our kiss. Smiling I said, "I feel the same way Andy, only don't worry, we're never going to lose each other!" We laid together for a while longer, Andy's cum cementing our bellies together, and my dick still buried up his ass. Eventually, we got up and showered together, before returning to bed and falling asleep in each other's arms. That was the first of many nights of lovemaking we shared after that. The following week, the doctors said that Andy could return to school! Andy's return to school was a pleasant surprise for him. Many fellow students and all his teachers took the time to speak with him, and welcome him back. He'd never realized how many people liked him and cared for him. He also found that he was right on track with all of his lessons. All that was required was that he stay after school a couple of days to take some make-up tests, which he took, and passed with flying colors! Things had definitely taken a turn for the better, and everything was going well - finally! The Saturday after Andy's first week back at school, he and I were home alone. Jacob was at Harry's and Elizabeth had gone back to work and was working the second half of a double shift. Andy said he thought maybe we'd better go out and buy some more clothes for him. All of his had been left back at his parents' house. He'd been wearing my clothes, and a few items I'd picked up for him. My clothes didn't fit him very well, as I was quite a bit bigger than he was. Andy bemoaned the fact that he had had so many nice clothes that he'd left behind at his parents' house, as well as some of his personal belongings. I thought a minute and said, "You're right! You deserve to have your things, and we're going to get them! It's time I had a word with your parents anyway!" Andy suddenly looked ill, the color draining from his face. "You want to go back to my parents' house?" he asked, sounding terrified. "Yup! C'mon!" I said, heading up the stairs. Andy followed me quietly up the stairs, and was surprised when I went up into the attic. I picked up a couple suitcases and dusted them off and handed him one. "Let's go get some of your clothes and stuff," I said. "I don't think that's such a good idea John," he said, "besides, what if they threw them all out?" "Well, you have to face them again at some point, might as well be now," I said, "besides, maybe they didn't throw your clothes out yet and we can get them for you!" Andy protested several times as we went back downstairs and I threw him his jacket. He had tears in his eyes as I put on my jacket and he followed me out to the car, suitcases in hand. "It'll be fine," I said to him, once we were in the car, "I won't let them hurt you again!" Andy wiped his eyes and didn't answer as I backed out of the driveway. He was silent all the way to his parents' house, but I could see that he was fairly quaking, and was struggling not to vomit he was so afraid, as we pulled in the driveway. All three of their cars were there. That meant that Ian was home too. I got out of the car and pulled the suitcases out of the back seat. I looked at Andy, who was still sitting in the car. "C'mon!" I said. Swallowing, and wiping his eyes, he got out of the car and followed me to the front door. I pulled him over so he was standing next to me and handed him a suitcase. I said, "It'll be fine. When they answer the door, push your way in and just tell them you've come to get your clothes. I'll be right behind you!" Then I rang the door bell. The door opened and Andy's mother stood looking at us. Tears filled her eyes as she whispered, "Oh Dear God! You shouldn't have come! What is it you want?" Andy looked at me, as tears filled his eyes. I pushed him and shoved him past his mother, into the hallway and he said "I - I came for my clothes." "WHAT THE FECK ARE YOU DOIN' 'ERE?" bellowed his father, who walked into the hallway from the living room. Andy stood immobilized, quaking with fear. I was seething. "He came for his clothes!" I snarled. I handed Andy the second suitcase and said, "Andy, go up to your room and pack your stuff." Then I gave Andy a push toward the stairs. Andy started up the stairs. "HIS stuff?" I heard Ian sneer from behind his father. "Yeah! HIS stuff!" I said, turning to face the two of them. As I towered over both of them, they both just stood glaring dubiously at me for a minute. Andy made it up to his room, and I heard the click of a suitcase opening. Ian stepped out from behind his father, and said "My parents paid for 'HIS stuff', and they don't want him here anymore! So 'HIS stuff' belongs to my parents - not that little faggot!" "It was purchased for him, it's his, and he's getting it, then we're leaving!" I said. "The Hell you are!" Ian yelled and his fist flew toward my face. I blocked it, but he threw a punch with his other fist that connected with my shoulder. His mother hollered at him to stop, but he didn't, he kept trying to hit me. I finally gave up trying to merely block his punches and threw a few of my own, giving him a bloody nose and lip. Then his father jumped in and both of them began trying to pummel me. I gave up trying to be civilized, and hitting them. Andy's mother screamed. Andy appeared at the top of the stairs, and yelled "STOP!" As I landed a punch to his father's face, that knocked him on his ass, I hollered back to Andy to hurry up and finish packing, I'd handle them. Andy stared at us for a moment, but then ran to his room, as Ian tried to jump on my back. I flipped him off over my head, and he landed on his back on the floor in front of me. Then I kicked him savagely in the ribs. He screamed in pain and I bellowed at him that that was for what he'd just done to me! Then before he could get up, I kicked him savagely again, only this time in the balls! As he lay on the floor writhing in pain, I yelled "and that's for what you did to Andy!" As I was about to kick him again, I heard Andy's mother scream "NO! DON'T DO IT!", then there was a thuderous bang. I felt like someone had kicked me in the shoulder. They'd kicked me so hard though, that I'd gotten knocked over. I was laying staring up at the ceiling, and my entire shoulder felt hot. Then a searing pain set in. As I tried to get up, I heard Andy flying down the stairs screaming "NOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!" He raced over to me and looked down at me, tears streaming from his eyes, dripping onto my face. "Oh Fuck! John! Don't die! PLEASE - DON'T DIE! Mum! Call an ambulance!" Then he was gone. I heard Andy's mother on the phone asking for an ambulance, telling them someone was shot. I saw Andy go past brandishing the coat tree from the hall, then I heard him yell "YOU MOTHER FUCKING PIECE OF SHIT!" and there was a loud crack, as Andy's mother screamed "ANDY NOOOOOO!!!!!!!!", and she ran by me sobbing. "You fucking Faggot!" I heard Ian say loudly, as I saw him struggling to get up. Then I saw Andy smash him in the head with the coat tree, and Ian fell to the floor, as Andy's mother screamed again. Things began to get blurry. Suddenly Andy was kneeling over me again, sobbing he said "John, Oh Fuck, I'm so sorry! Oh God, please don't let him die! John, I love you! Pleas-" Things went black and silent... Then... out of the blackness, I saw a white light. It started getting bigger, as I got closer to it... ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The next chapter in this series will be published shortly.