Date: Fri, 5 Dec 2003 16:36:02 -0800 (PST) From: Thomas Gaige Subject: My Step-Brother Jacob - Chapter 45 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 45 ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- In the middle of the night, I woke up to Jacob tapping me on the shoulder. "What's the matter?" I asked groggily. "Harry's pretty upset about what he heard his father saying earlier. He could really use you right now I think," Jacob said, looking worried. Evan had woken up too. He said, "why don't you go get him and have him come sleep with John and Andy. He could probably use both of them. I'll sleep with you if that's alright." "OK," Jacob said, and he disappeared out the door. A minute later, he returned with Harry, who was trembling and rubbing tears from his eyes. I pulled the covers up and Evan crawled over me and out of the bed. I noticed Jacob's eyes move down Evan's naked body and stop when he saw his 7-1/2" hardon. Jacob smiled lustily. Evan flashed him a quick grin and winked at him. Then, he gave Harry a hug, grabbed his jeans off the floor, and followed Jacob back to the den. "C'mon, crawl in between us," I said to Harry. Harry had his boxers on. Apparently he'd pulled them on to walk through the hallway in case Grandma had gotten up. I smiled when he pulled them off and dropped them on the floor, before crawling over me, and settling between Andy and I. I pulled the covers up over us. As usual, Andy slept on obliviously. Harry turned on his side facing me and snuggled into the crook of my arm, which I wrapped around him. He laid his head on my chest, and gave way to his tears, as I held him and stroked his back. Eventually he calmed down, and we talked a while about what his father had said about how he'd feel if one of his kids turned out to be gay. At one point, Harry wept again. He couldn't believe his father would turn his back on him if he found out he was gay. I told Harry that quite possibly he'd change his mind, when and if he ever found out that Harry was gay. We talked a little more. In the end Harry seemed resigned to the fact that it wasn't going to be easy for him to deal with his father, when he eventually did come out of the closet. He understood though that we'd always be there for him, so he wouldn't be alone. Finally, he said he was tired of thinking about it, and didn't want to talk about it anymore. * * * We laid together quietly for a couple minutes. After a while I became aware that Harry had developed a hardon, and it was pressing against my thigh. I gave him a squeeze and said, "I'm glad all this hasn't made you lose interest in sex!" He snickered softly and said, "Nothing could do that!" "Well, why don't I take care of this for you. Maybe it'll relax you and you'll be able to get some sleep!" I said. Harry looked up at me and smiled. I extricated myself from our embrace, and crawled down the bed, getting between his legs, which he spread apart for me. As Harry's dick was hard as a rock, and beginning to leak precum already, I skipped any preliminaries and sucked his whole 6" into my mouth, savoring the flavor of his juice. I began sucking up and down Harry's shaft. With my left hand, I reached up and tweaked his nipple a little, as my right hand gently fondled his testicles. Harry closed his eyes, and arched his back upward a little, pushing his penis as far into my mouth as possible, burying my nose in his pubic bush. I continued sucking on him. He was breathing deeply through his mouth, and tiny little gasps escaped his throat every so often, as he enjoyed the sensations I was giving him. After a minute, I allowed some of my spit to run out of my mouth. It dribbled down onto his nut sack. I scooped it up with my middle finger. Then I placed my wet finger against the base of Harry's ass crack and pushed. Harry spread his legs a little further apart, and my finger slid between his cheeks, and instantly found its target - his tight little pucker. As I continued sucking his cock, I began massaging Harry's asshole with my moistened finger. "Oh!" Harry gasped softly. I continued sucking up and down Harry's shaft, while I massaged his anus, and tweaked his nipple. Harry's breathing became heavier and faster, and I noticed his balls were pulling up toward his body a little. "I'm gonna cum John!" Harry whispered, as his body started shaking a little. Seconds later, Harry gasped, his anus tightened, and I felt a hot glob of cum slap against my tonsils, as his orgasm began. Harry continued gasping and squirting gobs of cum into my mouth, as I kept on sucking up and down his cock, and massaging his asshole. I swallowed all the cum he deposited in my mouth. Eventually, after several ejaculations, Harry's orgasm slowed down, and his cum slowly oozed out his piss slit onto my tongue with his last couple of spasms. I rolled it around in my mouth savoring the flavor of it, before finally swallowing it. When Harry's orgasm had ended, I removed my finger from between his ass cheeks, and licked his cock clean and dry. Then I crawled back up next to him, and pulled the covers back up over us. Harry offered to suck me off too, but I told him I was OK. He seemed surprised, but then yawned and snuggled back into the crook of my arm. I kissed him on the top of his head and told him I loved him. He told me he loved me too, and kissed the side of my left breast. A couple minutes later, his slow rhythmic breathing told me he'd drifted off to sleep. As I laid with Harry sleeping securely snuggled up to me, trying to fall asleep myself, I thought I heard a rhythmic squeaking from the other side of the wall that was shared by my room and the den. Were Evan and Jacob having sex I wondered? I listened for any other telltale signs, but didn't hear any. Eventually I fell asleep myself. * * * I woke up in the morning to the twins yelling for Jacob and Harry to get up. I saw Harry's eyes fly open, and he looked at me blearily. Andy of course snored on. Suddenly, the twins burst into the room. They were a little surprised to find Harry in bed with me and Andy. "Next time knock! What if you'd walked in on something?" I said. "Sorry!" they chorused. "um, Where's Evan, and how come Harry's with you guys?" John asked. "We swapped for a while last night," I said, "Evan and Jake are in the den. But KNOCK first!" "C'mon Harry! The 'EASTER BUNNY' set up an egg hunt for us, and we got baskets too!" Scott said, snickering, and emphasizing the words "Easter Bunny". Then the two of them ran off to look for Jacob. Harry looked at me questioningly. I grinned and said, "I think you'd best get up, or you'll miss all the fun!" Just then, Evan and Jacob appeared in the door. I fixed them both with a questioning stare for a few seconds. They both looked guiltily back at me. "Here, throw your jeans on and c'mon!" Jacob said to Harry, trying to avoid my look. Harry crawled out of bed, picked up his boxers off the floor and pulled them on, then pulled on his jeans. Then he and Jacob joined the twins, searching for Easter Eggs. "Sleep well?" I asked Evan, raising one eyebrow at him. He looked really guilty and just said, "uh huh." "Well, let's go watch the hunt," I said, getting out of bed and pulling my jeans on. "C'mon Sleeping Beauty!" I said nudging Andy. "Wh-wha?" he said, lifting his head off the pillow and staring at us through mostly closed eyelids. "The 'Easter Bunny' was here! Time to watch the boys hunt for Easter Eggs!" I said, throwing Andy's jeans at him. "Oh Fuck!" Andy said, flopping back down on the pillow, his jeans fully covering his head. Snickering, I said, "we're going downstairs for some coffee, come join us as soon as you're alive!" "Unnhh!" was all Andy answered. Evan and I went downstairs then to watch the boys. * * * I smelled coffee as we descended to the main floor. The boys were running all over the downstairs shrieking each time they found another egg. All four baskets were torn apart all over the dining room table. I noticed one chocolate bunny was already missing its ears. We found Grandma just starting to fry some sausages as we entered the kitchen. She laughed and said she'd never seen the twins have so much fun on Easter morning. It was obvious that all four boys were enjoying themselves. "Honestly, you do spoil them John!" Grandma said, as she poured Evan and I cups of coffee. "Maybe, but they're worth it!" I said, as I sat down at the table. "Whoever finds the most eggs wins a special prize!" I yelled. "What is it?" John yelled, poking his head into the kitchen. "You have to find all the eggs first, before I tell you!" I said. "So, um, what is it?" Evan asked after John left. Grandma looked curious too. "You two are as bad as they are!" I said, snickering, "you'll have to wait and see!" Andy stumbled into the kitchen then, and wandered over to the table, and sat next to me. Grandma brought him a cup of tea. We sat chuckling and watching the boys and Jack all tearing around the house looking for eggs. Finally, they came to the kitchen and said they thought they'd found them all. I made them count them. They'd only found 223. So far, John was in the lead with the most eggs, with Jacob right behind them. Scott and Harry were closely vying for the third place slot. I chuckled and said, "There's another 137 eggs to find! Did you look upstairs?" "Upstairs too?" the twins shouted, incredulously. Then they all ran off shrieking again, and pounded up the stairs, as we all laughed. Elizabeth walked in the back door a few minutes later, and heard the pandemonium from upstairs. "What on Earth is going on?" she asked. "Easter Egg hunt!" I replied. Then she noticed the Easter baskets on the dining room table. She grinned and said, "You're kidding! Aren't they a bit old for all of this?" "Do they sound like they're not enjoying it?" Grandma asked, smiling. "Well, I guess you're right!" Elizabeth said, chuckling, as she took off her coat, and accepted a cup of tea from Grandma. We sat and listened to Elizabeth telling us about her night at work, as Grandma began making pancakes for everyone. After a while, the boys all returned to the kitchen. "I think we must've found them all now!" Jacob said, snickering. "Well, it's too late if you didn't," Grandma said, "breakfast is almost ready, then we have to get ready for church!" Jacob and Andy looked at me, and Jacob mouthed "Church?" I snickered as I looked at Grandma said, "We don't usually attend church, but I kinda thought you'd want to go today, especially since it's Easter. Holy Trinity is close by, just over on Brook Green. They have a 10:00 mass." "Good! Then we can have a leisurly breakfast, get showered and dressed, and start dinner before we go." Grandma said. "Um, I have to go home after breakfast," Harry said. "Me too. Sorry." Evan said. "Well, you're excused then," Grandma said. Elizabeth looked at me and raised her eyebrows. I chuckled and said "You can join us for church, or stay home to sleep, but I'll be taking Jacob and Andy, along with Grandma and the boys." "It was a long night, I think I'll pass and get some rest," Elizabeth said. "No fair!" Jacob whined. I snickered and said, "It won't kill you to go to church once Jake! Now all of you count those eggs. We'll consider the contest over now!" In the final analysis, Scott won. John was only two eggs behind him, with Harry having five eggs less than John, and Jacob brought up the rear, three eggs behind Harry. In total they'd found only 329 eggs. "Oh Lord," I said, "that means there's 31 more out there that haven't been found! We'll be finding eggs for days to come I bet!" Everyone laughed. "So what's my prize?" Scott cried. I grinned and handed him a bag that had been sitting on the counter. In it was a new game for his GameBoy. It was one that none of the boys had yet. He was ecstatic. "Thank you! How'd you know I wanted this one?" he cried, throwing his arms around me and hugging me. "I make it my business to know everything!" I said, chuckling evily, and tickling him. "STOP!!!!!! Oh, I can't wait to try this," Scott said, giggling. "Sorry, that'll have to wait. It's time to eat. Everyone sit down." Grandma announced. "Oh! Figures!" Scott grumbled. I snickered, and swatted him on the butt, "Sit down and let's eat. You can play it later." We all sat down then and had pancakes and sausage for breakfast. Even Jack had a small dish of sausages. "You're making my dog fat Grandma!" I said, as she gave him a couple of pancakes as well. Everyone laughed. * * * When breakfast was over, we told Grandma she could have the shower first. Elizabeth went straight to bed. With all of us working together, we had the dining room and kitchen cleaned up in no time, and we had the dining room table set for Easter dinner too. When everything was done, Jacob, Harry, Evan, Andy, and I sat down at the kitchen table for another cup of coffee or tea, while the twins went to play with Scott's new GameBoy game for a while. I looked pointedly at Jacob and Evan. Looking guilty, Jacob said, "Harry, can we go upstairs and talk? I think Evan needs to talk to John and Andy too." Harry looked at us rather surprised, but said "sure." He and Jacob got up and went upstairs. "So what's up?" I asked, looking at Evan. Evan's face clouded, as he looked at us. "Something happened last night that I'm not sure you're going to like," he said finally. "Well, why don't you tell us about it, and we'll see," I said. Evan hesitated a moment. Then he said, "I had sex with your brother." Andy and I exchanged glances. "I see," I said. Evan turned pink in the face, as we sat looking at him. "I didn't mean to. Really." he said. "Did Jacob want to?" I asked. "Yes," Evan said, glancing up at me. "OK, well, as long as he wanted to, I suppose it's OK, but he might have a problem with Harry. You see, he and Harry have become a little more than just best friends and fuck buddies. They're on their way to becoming 'Partners' like me and Andy. So I don't know how well Harry will take this." I said. "I know," Evan said, "and I'm so sorry. Especially since it happened right on top of Harry hearing what his father said last night! I shouldn't have let it happen." "Well, you've become close to all of us, and I know Jacob's grown to care about you, and thinks of you as another brother, so I'm not really surprised it happened. And Harry feels close to you and thinks of you like a brother too, so maybe it'll be OK," I said. "You're not mad at me then?" Evan asked, somewhat incredulously. "No! I'd only be mad if you'd forced him into it," I said. "I'd NEVER do that!" Evan said, emphatically. "We know that," I said, smiling. "Care to give us any details?" Andy asked, waggling his eyebrows at Evan. "Andy!" I said, looking at him. "Well... I was just wondering," Andy said, smirking, but trying to look innocent. Evan smiled and said, "Well... I don't normally 'kiss and tell', but I guess this is a special situation. So... When we got to the den, Jacob pulled his boxers off and we crawled into bed together. That sleeper sofa is small, so we were rubbing up against each other. You might have noticed I had a boner when I left our- I mean YOUR room. Well it didn't go away. It wasn't long that we were laying next to each other before the duvet had TWO serious tents. Jacob had developed the same 'problem'. It was then that Jacob told me he'd noticed I had a nice dick. I told him I thought his was nice too. He said he didn't know if he'd be able to sleep, because he couldn't get to sleep when he was hard. I said I usually had the same problem. He asked me then if maybe we shouldn't do something about it. I told him I didn't know. Then the next thing I knew, he had reached over under the covers and wrapped his hand around my dick! He began to masturbate me. I told him he probably shouldn't do that, but he kept on going. After a moment, he crawled under the covers and started sucking on me! God he's so good at it too! He sucked on me a couple minutes, then pushed the covers off us, and told me he wanted to feel me inside him. He reached under the bed and pulled out a tube of lubricant. He leaned forward and reached behind him and slathered some of it on my dick. Then he lowered his arse back onto me. He sat on my cock. The next thing I knew he was pressing down. His mouth opened in a silent gasp and he pushed down until he was completely impaled on me! I'm sorry John, I couldn't stop myself. I fucked your brother up the arse!" We sat silently for a moment, then I said, "So that was the couch springs I heard!" "Wow!" Andy said, "Was it good for both of you then?" Blushing, Evan smiled a little and said "Yeah, it was. He blew his load all over my chest and belly, while I was cummin' inside of him!" Just then, Jacob walked into the kitchen. He looked like he'd been crying. "How's Harry?" I asked. "He's OK, but he needs to talk to Evan now. He's in your room. Evan, will you go talk to him please? And whatever he wants you to do, it's OK." Jacob said. Evan looked puzzled, but headed upstairs. * * * "Are you OK?" I asked. "Yeah, I'm fine," Jacob said. "And how's Harry? How is he really?" I asked again, as Andy and I looked at Jacob. "He said it was OK. He knew that Evan had become like a brother to us. But, he said it would only be fair if he and Evan got to be together too." Jacob said. "So you're crying because...?" I asked. "Because I'm happy I didn't ruin things with Harry," Jacob said smiling, and wiping his eyes. Andy raised his eyebrows and looked at Jacob and said, "so they're having sex in our room right now?" "I guess," Jacob said, "That was kind of the idea." "Wow! I'm getting hard just thinking about it!" Andy said, getting up. "Where are you going?" I asked. "Bathroom to beat off!" Andy said, snickering, "You guys care to join me?" Then he headed for the 1/2 bath off the side of the kitchen. Jacob and I roared. Andy stood outside the bathroom door, looking urgently at us. "Well?" he asked. We looked at one another. Jacob shrugged and got up. Not to be left behind, I followed him. "This is a new one," I said, as we all squished into the tiny bathroom together. "Jacob, stand on the toilet," Andy said, "I'll suck you off, and John, if you'd do me the pleasure please? Then I'll do you afterward!" Jacob climbed up on the toilet and Andy pulled his jeans and boxers down. As he began giving Jacob a blow job, I squatted, and pulled Andy's jeans and briefs down and started sucking on him as well. Within a couple minutes both of them were gasping quietly and emptying their balls. Jacob smiled down at us, as Andy licked him clean. He pulled up his pants then, and squatted down on the toilet, while I finished licking Andy dry. Andy pulled up his pants then and told me to stand up, while he squatted. Then he pulled my jeans down and started to suck me off. I also felt Jacob's hand rubbing my ass. His finger probed my crack. Suddenly it slid between my cheeks and he began massaging my asshole, as Andy sucked my cock. It only took about a minute or so, before, groaning, I too blew my load down Andy's throat. Andy waited till I was finished, licked me clean, and pulled my jeans up. * * * As we tumbled out of the bathroom door, Andy let out a yelp. There in front of the door stood Harry and Evan! Both were wearing shit-eating grins and looked, flushed, but happy and relaxed. I noticed they were both fully dressed as well, and had their jackets, and Harry had his bag. "Wouldn't a bedroom have been more comfortable?" Harry cracked, as the two of them began snickering. "Well," Andy said, "the thought of what you two might be up to got us so hot, we didn't have time to get upstairs!" We all laughed then. "So is everything OK?" I asked, looking at Harry when we'd all finally stopped laughing. "Yeah, we're fine!" Harry said, "I guess I have three big brothers now!" He smiled then, and Evan gave him a hug and a kiss on the top of his head. "That's the truth!" Evan said, grinning. Harry grinned back at him, as we all looked on smiling. "What's going on?" John asked, as the twins wandered into the kitchen. "Harry and I are just getting ready to go," Evan said, "I'm going to drop Harry off at his house, so you guys aren't late for church!" The twins looked disappointed. Scott asked, "Will we see you again before we go home Evan? I know we'll see you Harry." "You sure will!" Evan said, and he grabbed both boys and hugged them. Then he thanked us for everything. Harry thanked us for everything too, and hugged us all. "Wait!" John cried, and ran off. A minute later he returned with Harry's Easter Basket. "You almost forgot this!" Harry laughed and thanked him, then they left. * * * Grandma appeared in the kitchen, just after Evan and Harry left. She was fully dressed for church. "John and Scott, I've put the clothes you're to wear to church on your bed. You ALL have just one half hour to get ready to go! Move it!" she commanded us. "EEeeeekk!" the twins yelled as they ran into the hall and up the stairs. Chuckling, the three of us followed them. By the time we got upstairs, the twins were in the bathroom together, and we heard the shower running. I knocked on the door, but got no answer. I cracked the door and called in "Don't take too long! We all need to use the shower!" "OK" I heard both boys reply from the shower. I snickered to myself, imaging what they were probably doing with each other. They didn't take long, then Jacob used the bathroom. He was quick as well. "Do I have to wear a suit?" he asked, as he came out of the bathroom. "Yes, please," I said. He groaned as he knocked on his bedroom door. "C'mon in," the twins chorused, and Jacob joined them to get dressed. Finally, Andy and I shared the bathroom, then we quickly got dressed. We were all back downstairs two minutes before Grandma's half-hour limit was up. Jacob was snickering and tossing an egg up and down that he'd found in his underwear drawer. Grandma was quite pleased with us, and said we all looked very handsome. She fussed a bit over John and Scott's hair, then pronounced us ready to go. We let Jack out to pee, then when he came back in, we left for the church. * * * The church was packed with people, but we were early enough that we managed to get a pew together. Grandma enjoyed mass. The twins tolerated it. Andy and Jacob found it interesting, as both of them rarely had attended church, and neither had been in a Catholic church except for Mike's and Dad's funerals. I thought the music was quite good. It was a nice day outside, and I'd brought my camera along. So, after church, since we were all dressed up, we took a bunch of pictures. When we got home, we found Elizabeth and Jack in the kitchen peering at the stove. The timer was buzzing, and Elizabeth was apparently trying to figure out how to turn it off. "How does one shut this thing off?" she asked. Chuckling, I shut the timer off. "Oh Elizabeth, I'm sorry," Grandma said, "I started the ham and I meant to set the timer for three hours. I must've set it for two! I'm sorry it woke you." "Not to worry, I meant to get up about now. Actually, it was Jack who woke me, not the timer. I guess it worried him when it went off," Elizabeth said. "Well, OK then," Grandma said. "I think I'll go shower and dress," Elizabeth said, and she headed for the stairs. "Grandma, can we put on old clothes again?" John asked. "I suppose. Unless we're going someplace special later?" Grandma said, looking at me. "Not really, although I thought that weather depending, we might take a ride in the country later," I said, "but we don't have to be dressed up for that." "Oh that sounds nice. OK then, let's all get comfortable!" Grandma said. "YAY!" the twins yelled, as the ran up the stairs. Grandma checked the ham, then reset the timer, as we headed upstairs to change. * * * We spent the remainder of the morning, getting things ready for dinner, and generally hanging out together. Dinner was delicious. Grandma had cooked a large spiral ham and made scalloped potatoes. Elizabeth made a salad. And for an appetizer, I'd made shrimp that were dipped in batter and coconut before being deep fried. I served them with a tangy honey sauce. Dessert was trifle! Everyone enjoyed the meal so much, there weren't any leftovers. After dinner, Elizabeth excused herself to take a nap, as she was still tired, and had to work again that evening. It was still a beautiful day outside, which was very unusual for springtime in England. So the rest of us took advantage and went for a ride in the country. * * * "So where are you taking us?" John asked, as I was backing the car out of the driveway. "I thought we'd go see Stonehenge!" I said. The twins were ecstatic, and Grandma was excited too. It was one of the places they had all really wanted to see, but we hadn't been able to squeeze into our schedule. Using a map, we drove out of London, and continued for some time through the countryside, admiring the spring landscape. Occasionally we stopped to take some pictures. Finally we arrived at Salisbury Plain, where Stonehenge is. We parked and walked to the monoliths. We all thought it was awesome! Harry and Jacob had each been there before, but they'd been little at the time. They enjoyed seeing it again, now that they were older. There were a lot of people there. It was hard to get the opportunity to take some photos where there weren't people in them. Between us, I think we shot four rolls of film! We took lots of pictures of Stonehenge itself from various angles, and of ourselves in front of the giant rocks. At one point John sidled over to me and whispered, "I wish there weren't so many people here. I have to piss like a race horse. Everytime I step behind a stone and think I might get a minute's privacy, someone walks around the other side!" I chuckled and told him to hold it, that we'd be leaving in a few minutes and there was a pub back in town that we could stop at. "OK, but let's get going soon, my eyeballs will be yellow soon!" he said, as I chuckled again. We walked around the outside of the ring of stones one last time, then I said we should get going. On the way to the car, I said we'd stop at a pub I'd seen back in town for a bathroom and snack break. Everyone was happy to hear that. I drove us back into Shrewton, the nearest town, which was about three miles away, to a pub called 'The Plume of Feathers'. Grandma was very intrigued by the pub's name. We all piled out and went in. John dashed for the men's room before we'd even sat down at a table. Scott quickly followed him. We grinned when they both came back looking relieved and much more relaxed. We were all thirsty, so we ordered pints of ale for Andy and I, a half pint for Grandma, and 'pop' for the boys. Along with it, Andy ordered a couple plates of 'Banger Pies' - a snack he found on the menu that he thought sounded interesting. It reminded him of the Bell & Crown's 'Doughed Bangers'. They were tiny single-crust sausage pies, about 1" in diameter, that had melted cheese on top. We sipped our beer and soda, and discussed Stonehenge while we waited for our 'Banger Pies' to come out. It didn't take too long. Everyone thought they were delicious, and Andy vowed he'd have to tell the cook at the Bell & Crown about them. I snickered and said, "I could make these, or 'Doughed Bangers' for that matter you know!" "You could?" he asked, incredulously. "Sure!" I said. "Well, WHY haven't you already?" he asked. I chuckled and said "nobody asked me to." Everyone laughed then, and Grandma and I agreed to try and make some 'Banger Pies' the next night. There was a dart board, and nobody was using it, so the boys played for a few minutes, after they'd eaten. Then we all used the bathroom before we left and drove back to London... ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The next chapter in this series will be published shortly.