Date: Sun, 11 Jan 2004 19:36:10 -0800 (PST) From: Thomas Gaige Subject: My Step-Brother Jacob - Chapter 50 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 50 ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- On the plane, we had two pairs of seats together, one in front of the other, just like our last trip. Jacob and Harry sat in front of Andy and I again. Shortly after we'd eaten, while the boys were engrossed in their gameboy games, Andy nudged my thigh with his, and I looked over and noticed his crotch was bulging. I snickered and got up and made my way to the back of the plane. Andy followed. There was no line, and one bathroom was empty, so we both quickly slipped inside. I was the first one in, so I turned around and sat on the toilet, as Andy squeezed in behind me and pulled the door shut and locked it. Then he rotated around so he was facing me. We hit a bit of turbulence, so Andy quickly grabbed the safety bars on each side of him, while chuckling, I undid his belt, opened his jeans, and shoved them and his briefs down to his knees. Andy's hard cock was standing at complete attention, almost poking me in the face. Snickering, I began to lick around the head of it, as Andy sighed pleasurefully. I teased him for a while by just licking around and around his corona, then finally, I slowly sucked as much of his 8" into my mouth as I could and began sucking up and down on it. Andy moaned, as his cock disappeared into my mouth. Already, I tasted a drop of his pre-cum. I stopped sucking for just a moment and wet the middle finger of my right hand. As I went back down on Andy's cock and began sucking up and down on it again, I reached between his legs and slid my wet finger between his ass cheeks. I ran my fingertip downward, until it nestled in his anal pucker, then I began massaging his hole, as I continued sucking on him. I could tell that Andy was really enjoying my ministrations now, as he was gasping or moaning almost continuously, and he'd begun moving his hips back and forth a little, as much as space would allow. As I continued sucking up and down his rod, and fingering his asshole, I knew he was getting closer to his climax, because he began oozing more pre-cum. I kept on working on Andy, and within a half minute or so, he groaned, "OH God! I'm almost there!" I sped up just a bit, and I could feel Andy's cock burgeoning just a tad more. He began thrusting his hips back and forth a little harder. His testicles enlarged slightly and pulled up toward his body more, then suddenly, with a gasp, followed by a loud groan, I felt Andy's sphincter tighten, and he began pumping his load of cum down my throat. Andy spasmed over and over about 7-8 times, as I swallowed the cream he ejaculated into my mouth. Eventually, completely spent, he said "OK, enough already," and snickering I pulled my finger from his ass and licked his cock clean and dry. "Damn! That was good!" Andy said, smiling down at me. I grinned up at him, as I helped him get his pants back on. Then we traded places. A few minutes later, I was trying to be quiet, as I was cumming in Andy's mouth, while his finger was jamming in and out of my asshole, and he was swallowing my juice. When I was finished, Andy helped me get my jeans back in place too. We both washed our hands, and shared a quick kiss, then I surreptitiously opened the door and peeked out. Right in front of me stood a boy waiting his turn in the bathroom. He looked to be about 15. He looked flushed, and appeared to be breathing heavily. At first I thought he might be sick, but then I glanced down and could see the outline of a hardon in his pants, and realized he must've heard us and was just very arroused. He must've seen me look at his crotch, as he turned redder still and tried to avoid my look, when I looked back up at his face. I grinned and winked at him as I stepped out of the bathroom and Andy followed me. "Your turn to get off," I whispered as I stepped past him. He looked at me even more nervously and quickly stepped into the bathroom and locked the door. Andy and I got a couple cans of soda and returned to our seats. Jacob looked back at me and said "where were you two?" "Mile High Club," I whispered. He looked at me a moment, then a broad grin crossed his face, and he turned toward Harry. A minute later, they both got up and headed for the tail-section of the plane. As I looked behind me watching them disappear together into a bathroom, the 15 year old emerged from the bathroom Andy and I had used. He still looked flushed, but now he had a smile on his face. His crotch no longer held the outline of his hardon either. As he approached us, I winked at him and smiled. He smiled shyly back at me, then slipped into his seat next to a woman who was probably his mother. 10 minutes later, Jacob and Harry returned with a couple sodas. Both grinned at us, and looked flushed but relaxed and happy, as they sank back down into their seats. The rest of the flight was uneventful. Andy got nervous when it was time to land, and like he did on our previous trip, he again held my hand in a death grip, as we hurtled toward the ground, and landed. He gave a sigh of relief, when we were finally taxiing toward the terminal. Once inside the terminal, we retrieved our luggage, then Andy sheparded the boys through Immigration while I waited on the other side. We all got thoroughly searched by Customs. Finally, we were free! We took a shuttle to the Port Authority at Penn Central Station, where we transferred to a train bound for Asbury Park. The train ride was pleasant, and soon we were in Asbury Park, standing on the platform watching as the twins ran toward us, with Grandma bringing up the rear. Walking along with her was Craig. After we'd all hugged each other and said hello, Grandma explained that her car wasn't big enough for all of us and our luggage as well, so Craig had volunteered to come along and help out. We loaded our bags into their cars, then Grandma took the boys, and Andy and I joined Craig. Shortly we were all back at Grandma's house. * * * Grandma invited Craig to stay for supper, but he couldn't. He only had a few minutes before he had to leave, so he sat down with us on the front porch and we visited until he had to go. Our high school yearbooks had gone on sale the week before. I'd told Craig to buy me one when they did, so he gave me that, and I paid him. He told me to brace myself when I opened it, as the yearbook staff had dedicated it to Mike. The entire first page was a dedication to Mike. Across the top it said "In Dedication". Under that was his senior formal photo, which was a really great shot of him. Under that was his name, beneath that were his birth and death dates, and below that was the entry that would've gone with his pictures if he hadn't died. When we'd had our photos taken back in September, we'd each filled out a sheet asking us to tell about the school activities we'd participated in, and to name our favorite things. I scanned the entries under Mike's name, and next to best friend it said "John Wilder - A.K.A. 'Horse'". Tears filled my eyes when I saw that. Finally, at the bottom of the page were a couple of informal pictures. One was a closeup of Mike playing his guitar at our band's last concert, the night he died. The other was one that we'd had taken of our group of friends on the beach the previous summer. It was a great photo of us all. Wiping my eyes, I turned back to the senior section. I skimmed through quickly, and looked at my own entry. The informal photo of me they'd used was one taken of me singing at our concert the night Mike died. It was a good photo. "Look here," Craig said, and he reached over and flipped toward the end of the senior's section. There was a page with pictures, names, and dates of those students who'd died during our high school years, who should've been graduating with our class. There were four pictures. Mike's picture was there again. So was Lynn's. "Damn! This is depressing!" I said, snapping the book closed and wiping my eyes some more. "I know," Craig said, "but they did do a nice job on the yearbook this year I think." "Yeah, I'll have to agree with you on that," I said. * * * We changed the subject and talked a few minutes more. Andy asked Craig how things really were with Jeremy. Craig had been e-mailing us that things were OK, but Andy wasn't sure if he was telling the truth. Craig said things were fine, like he'd told us, and he looked like he was telling the truth. He certainly seemed happy enough too, so Andy let it drop. Craig asked if I was going to the senior ball or not. I said I figured it'd be too late to get tickets, so I hadn't thought about it. He told me if I was going I'd have to get my tickets by close of school the next day. He said they were on sale at the office. I asked if he was going, and he said he wasn't, as everyone else had dates, and he of course was with Jeremy. I looked at Andy and waggled my eyebrows. "Andrew MacDoogle, would you do me the honor of attending my senior ball with me?" I asked. Andy looked at me blinking, and Craig's mouth dropped open. "WHAT?" Andy asked, finally. "Will you be my date to the ball?" I asked. "Are you joking John?" he asked. "Nope! I'm dead serious!" I said. Craig's jaw dropped even further. "Um - well, uh I guess," Andy said, looking confused. "So," I said to Craig, "why don't you ask Jeremy to come with you? We could rent a limo and double date!" Craig stared at me incredulously, and his mouth opened and closed a couple times, but nothing came out. Finally I said, "look, you said you were out to your family now, and they're OK with it, all of the guys are OK with it, and school's ending now, so who gives a fuck what anyone else says! Besides! Think about what a knot Haggerty's shorts'll get into if two gay couples show up!" Craig thought a minute, then started to chuckle. I started to laugh then too, and soon we were both hysterical, with Andy joining in, not even completely sure of why we were laughing. Finally, we calmed down and Craig looked at me and said "Are you really going and taking Andy?" "Yup," I said. "OK, I'll talk to Jeremy later, and if he says OK, we'll do it! I call you later and let you know," Craig said, grinning at me. "Oh My God! This is going to be fun!" Andy declared. We all grinned at one another. "OK, let's keep this a secret between just the four of us though, until we arrive at the ball," I said. Craig agreed. Craig had to go then, so I told him I'd see him at school during lunch the next day, as I had to stop by and drop off my transcript from our school in London. I figured I'd bring Andy and we could eat lunch with the guys. Craig thought that sounded good and said I should bring my yearbook to get signatures from everyone. I said I would, then Craig left. * * * Right after Craig left, Grandma told us it was time for dinner. We had a great meal of bar-be-qued spare ribs, potato salad, green bean casserole, and corn bread. There were brownies and ice cream for dessert. Afterward we spent the evening together catching up on all the gossip. Craig called around 8:00 and said he'd spoken with Jeremy, and invited him to the ball. He told him they'd be double dating with the two of us. Jeremy balked and said no! He remembered our last meeting. Craig sounded like he was near tears, so I asked for Jeremy's phone number. He hesitated and asked why. Chuckling I told him I'd fix things. He begged me not to threaten Jeremy. I laughed and told him I had absolutely no intention of doing that. I did ask one last time though if Jeremy had hurt him anymore. Craig very sincerely told me he hadn't. So I told him to give me the phone number. In the end he did, and we hung up. I dialed Jeremy's number then, and asked to speak to him. When he came on the line, and I told him who I was, there was dead silence. Using as friendly a tone as I could, I told him that Craig had told me he'd turned out to be a really nice guy, and I was happy to hear that. Then I told him I thought it was time we got to know each other and that hopefully we could become friends. I went on to tell him how Craig wanted to go to the ball, and double with us. I paused for a moment. Still there was no reply. Finally I asked "Jeremy are you there yet?" "Um, yeah," he said, sounding a little scared yet. "You don't have to be scared of me Jeremy, I'm not going to do anything to you like last time. Craig says you've been nice. So I will be too," I said. There was another pause, but finally he said, "OK." I talked a little more about the ball, and got him to answer a few questions, which finally got him talking a little. In the end, I convinced him that I wasn't going to hurt him, and that he and Craig should come to the ball. He told me he'd call Craig and say yes. So we said good bye and hung up. About 20 minutes later, an ebullient Craig called and thanked me profusely for whatever I said. Then he suddenly stopped and said "you didn't threaten him did you?" I roared with laughter then and told him "of course not!" Craig resumed being exuberant then and we set our plans. They'd get their tickets, tuxes, and boutonnieres, and I'd get the same for us, plus the limo. Craig wanted to pay half for the limo, but I refused. We argued a bit, and finally he lost and said "Fine! Thank you VERY much!" Snickering we said good-night and hung up. Andy looked at me quizically when I returned to the living room, so I whispered in his ear that they were coming to the ball with us. He was all smiles. At 10:00 Grandma told the twins they had to go to bed as it was a school night! They complained bitterly, until I told Jacob and Harry they should be getting to bed too, as we'd had a long day! All six of us said "Good Night" to Grandma and trudged upstairs then. We let the twins finish up in the bathroom first, then Jacob and Harry scooted in. Finally, Andy and I shared the bathroom, then went and crawled into Lynn's bed together. We both agreed we were too tired to think about sex, but Andy did want to know if I was really serious about going to the senior ball together. I smiled and told him I most certainly was. He smiled and was full of questions then about what we needed to do. I told him all he had to do was go with me to pick out a tux and get measured for it, and I'd handle the rest. He grinned again then. By then I was too tired to talk anymore and fell asleep. * * * The next morning when we got up, it was late. The twins had left for school already. Even Jacob and Harry had gotten up, showered, dressed, and eaten breakfast. They were outside shooting some hoops. Andy and I showered and dressed, but since it was almost lunchtime, we declined Grandma's offer of breakfast. I did have a couple cups of coffee though, while Andy had a glass of orange juice. Then it was time for us to go over to the school. We went out to the garage and I dusted off my Monte Carlo and backed it out of the garage. I asked Jacob and Harry if they wanted to come along, and they did, so Jacob ran to tell Grandma they were coming with us, and we left. It felt really strange to drive into the senior's parking lot and park my car again. We got out and walked into the building, then wended our way through the series of hallways, until we came to the office. The halls were quiet, as classes were in session yet. At the office, Mrs. Tatum greeted me warmly and called the principal, Mr. Haggerty, and told him I was there. He said he'd be right out. While we waited, I asked Mrs. Tatum about tickets for the senior ball, and she told me I was in luck, as it was the last day to get them, so I bought two, using the last of my American cash. Mr. Haggerty emerged from the inner sanctum of his office then. I introduced him to Andy, Jacob, and Harry, then he ushered us back into his office. I handed Mr. Haggerty the papers I'd been given back at our school in London. He looked them over and told me that they all looked to be in order, and he said that as long as I passed all my final exams, I'd be graduating with my class. I grinned. My grin faded instantly though when he told me that I was expected to attend classes for the next two weeks though, prior to the exams. I hadn't planned on doing that, but he told me that now that I was back in our school system, that I had to attend classes, unless I had a valid excuse of some kind, or I'd be considered truant, and couldn't graduate. I must've looked awfully depressed, because he smiled amiably and told me that it couldn't be that bad, as there were only two weeks left, and two of those days were the class trip to Washington, DC. He ended by saying that I could have the rest of the day off, but should start back to school Monday morning. He told me to stop by and see Mr. Schiavo, my Guidance Counselor, and see if I could just pick up attending classes using the old Schedule I was using in the fall. I thanked Mr. Haggerty, and he gave me back my paperwork and told me to go directly to Mr. Schiavo's office and give them to him and tell him what he'd said about re-matriculating. We said good-bye, and trooped out of his office and down the hall to the guidance offices. * * * Mr. Schiavo happened to be alone, eating a tunafish sandwich when we arrived. He seemed happy to see me, and told us to come in. I introduced the guys, then I handed him the papers from London and told him what Mr. Haggerty had said. He looked at the papers and then pulled my records up on his computer. He looked at a few other screens, then printed out a schedule and handed it to me. He told me it was a copy of my old schedule, and I could just follow it for the last couple weeks. He said he'd let the teachers know I was coming back Monday. I asked him if I could get a locker, and he asked what locker number I'd had before. He looked on the computer and found my old locker was still empty, and the combination hadn't been changed, so he entered my name in the records for it again. As we were getting ready to go, he asked if I wanted to go on the senior trip. Quickly, he told me about it. It was a two day trip to Washington, DC. I asked if I could bring Andy along. He said he didn't see why not, but that like other students, he'd have to pay to go too. I told him I thought we'd go then. He smiled and said that'd be fine, He asked for Andy's last name, then he made another couple entries on the computer and said that he'd put us on the list, and that we'd be sharing a hotel room. He told me how much we'd each have to pay and asked for the money by Monday. We thanked him and left then, joining the throngs who were changing classes, and headed down to the cafeteria. All Along the way, people kept stopping me to say Hello, and ask if I was back. Glumly, I told them that yes, even though I'd finished school in London, I had to attend the last two weeks of classes here yet too, and take exams. They all chuckled and said they were happy to have me back. * * * When we got to the cafeteria, Craig and the guys were just paying for their food and were going to grab a table. I told them to save us four seats, then we got in line to get some food. Eventually we got up front and everyone selected whatever they wanted to eat. At the checkout, I suddenly remembered all I had was British cash in my wallet. I hadn't gotten to a bank yet. The lunch lady laughed and told me my lunch charge account was still open, and that even though I didn't have a balance in the account, I could charge whatever I needed to and bring some cash in on Monday. So I charged all our lunches, and we went and sat with the guys. They were all ecstatic to have me back and roared when I told them I'd be coming to classes til the end of the year. They were really happy to hear that Andy and I would be coming on the class trip as well. I didn't get to talk very much to anyone though as I ate, as so many people kept coming up to me with their yearbooks wanting my signature. Chuckling I obliged, and collected their's as well, as Jacob and Harry ate most of my food, since I was too busy to. Finally the bell sounded, and everyone scurried off. The guys and I quickly made plans to go to the beach the next day, so we could talk and hang out. Of course Andy was invited. Jacob and Harry were very happy when they received invitations too. I asked if I could bring the twins then too, and they said that would be fine. Just before he ran off to his next class, I grabbed Craig quickly and reminded him to get his ball tickets. He grinned and said he'd gotten them already. * * * After the halls cleared, we headed for the parking lot. I stopped on my way at my locker. I wanted to check that my old combination really worked yet. It did, and my locker was still clean and empty, except for a small folded piece of paper. I picked it up, and looked at it. It was from Jenny. She'd heard I was back in school, but she hadn't seen me, and wanted to say 'Welcome Back'! She'd also left me her phone number. I chuckled, and showed Andy the note. He just glanced at it, sighed, and handed it back to me. The four of us left then. I drove to the mall, and we went first to the bank, where I withdrew some American money from my savings account for us to use. I gave some to each of the guys and told them to save their British money for home. Andy and I sent the boys off to the video arcade, then we went to a Men's Formal Wear shop to look at their tuxes. We looked through a couple of catalogs and at all the mannequins, and finally selected matching black tuxes with white pleated shirts, black bowties, and black cummerbunds. They measured us and took our deposit, telling us we should come back a couple nights prior to the ball to try them on. There was a florist next to the Formal Wear shop, so we stopped in and I ordered us matching red rose boutonnieres. We wandered back to the video arcade and found the boys still playing. I told them it was time to go. Grudgingly, they came with us. * * * By the time we got back to Grandma's, the twins had come home and were just finishing off their homework. Grandma asked what we wanted for dinner, and I told her that I was taking us all to my favorite steakhouse for supper. The boys were all happy to hear that. Although she grumbled that I shouldn't be spending all my money that way, I could tell that Grandma was happy to be going out too. We had a little time before it was time to get ready to go, so I called a limo company and rented a black Lincoln stretch limo for the ball. Then Andy, the boys and I played some hoop together, before getting cleaned up. Everyone enjoyed their dinner. I ordered fried shrimp for an appetizer for everyone to share. Then, we all ordered either the all-you-could eat Prime Rib or Filet Mignon special. We decadently finished off the meal with hot-fudge sundaes! Afterward, we all felt a bit 'stuffed'! After dinner, we drove back to the house and spent the rest of the evening digesting, visiting, and watching a little TV together. That night we all turned in early. Andy and I got in a '69', and leisurely sucked each other off. Our evening ended with us giving each other a nightcap of hot jism! * * * Later, I had run to the bathroom to pee, and I was heading back to our room when I noticed Jacob and Harry's door was open and Jacob was laying alone on their bed. His hand was busy in his boxers. He yanked his hand out of his underwear and blushed as I walked up to the door. "Shouldn't do that if you can get caught," I said snickering, "where's Harry?" "Remember how after I was 'with' the twins, he said he wanted his turn when he saw them again?" Jacob asked. "OH! And he's in with them now?" I asked. Jacob nodded, and smiled sadly. "How do you feel about that?" I asked. "Well, I know it's only fair for Harry, but I'm sad I'm not included," he said. "Now you know how Harry felt when you had your turn with the boys," I said. "Uh huh," Jacob said, "I realize now how much I love Harry, and how I want to be a part of any sex he has. Do you think that's how he felt?" "Yeah, probably," I said. Just then, the twins' door opened and Harry emerged looking flushed and happy, and walked toward us. He turned red and looked at the floor when he reached me. "You guys have fun?" I asked. "Uh, yeah, it was good," he said, hesitantly, stepping past me. "Now I know how you felt when I was with them without you," Jacob said quietly. Harry looked up at him. "I'm sorry Harry. I never meant to hurt you," Jacob said. "I'm sorry too Jacob. I love you. Even though I just had fun, I missed having you there. Can we promise not to have sex with anyone, unless we're together?" Harry said. Jacob grinned and said, "sure!" Harry crawled in bed with Jacob then, and as I shut the door, they snuggled together and started kissing... ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The next chapter in this series will be published shortly.