Date: Tue, 27 Oct 2020 21:40:16 -0500 From: Simon Seville Subject: The Bond Between Brothers To keep Nifty free, please consider donating. Caution, this story contains incest among brothers. If it's not your cup of tea, then don't read further. Keep in mind, I'm not a professional writer by any stretch of the imagination and I have Dyslexia. There is most likely going to be some errors. Without further adieu, onto the story. Chapter 1: Realization "It looks like Theodore and I are going to be gone a little longer than anticipated. We should be back by next Sunday night." Dave said as he fumbled with a tangled mess of guitar cables. "Alright, Dave. We'll see you then." Simon said as he ended the call and placed his phone into his pocket. He was thankful that he could have time to focus on one of his biggest passions, reading. He planned to finish the last few chapters in The Dunwitch Horror before moving on to At The Mountains of Madness. He walked up the stairs two at a time until he made his way to the second story of the house, firmly gripping the dark mahogany railing with his hand. He could almost smell the leather bound book that set atop his nightstand as he pushed the door that revealed the mostly messy room that he shares with his youngest and eldest brothers. He laid atop his bed and opened the book to his most recently read page. His eyes scanned the paper as he tried to find his previous point. As he began to immerse himself into the story, a faint moan could be heard from the hallway. With Simon being a person of reason, he shrugged it off and went back to his book. Another slightly louder moan broke his concentration as a heavy sigh escaped his lips. Simon closed the book and placed it on his pillow as he pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose and went to investigate. "It's probably Alvin trying to make me believe the house is haunted." Simon thought aloud as he searched the upper floor of the house. After finding no trace of his eldest brother, he descended the stairs and spotted Alvin sitting on the couch. His forearm appeared to be moving in a repetitive, rapid motion as a scene of two males kissing shown on the screen of the once powerless TV. He was just as curious about the situation as he was disgusted. Simon slowly crept down the stairs, deciding to let his curiosity overtake his disgust. Making as little noise as possible, he slowly inched closer to the couch. Alvin seemed too entangled in the actions unfolding on the screen to pay any attention to his surroundings. Simon felt his breath catch in his throat as he looked over to see Alvin in nothing other than a red shirt. His member held tightly in his right hand as it moved up and down in rapid succession. "What are you doing?" Simon asked in a tone barely above a whisper. In embarrassment, Alvin fumbled with the remote and eventually managed to turn the TV off. His face flushed as he attempted to conceal his nudity to the best of his ability. "Nothing...I was just..." Alvin tried to reply as he covered himself with his tattered shirt. Simon raised an eyebrow and folded his arms. He knew it would be something Dave wouldn't approve of. After three weeks of good behavior, Simon didn't want to shatter his brothers streak. He continued, "On second thought...I don't think I want to know. I'll just leave you to...whatever it is you were doing." With that, Simon departed from the living room. Once again, the house fell into a calming silence. As much as he tried, he couldn't get the sight out of his head. So many questions began to form in his mind. Try as he might, he could no longer focus on the book. He set it aside and sat up on his bed. A gentle knock on the oak door disrupted the silence and filled the room with an echo before becoming subito. He walked to the door and opened it. Alvin stood fully dressed and nervously entered the room. "I think we need to talk." Alvin said as he sat on the red clad bed in the middle of the room. Simon sat on his own bed and waited for Alvin to speak. "How much of that did you see?" He began, hoping Simon hadn't seen much of anything. "I seen you watching a video of guys kissing and you had your pants off." Simon answered, choosing to redact the bit where Alvin was performing a foreign action he hadn't seen before. Alvin took in a deep breath and continued, "I never wanted you to find this out, especially like this. You know how Theodore likes Eleanore and how they kiss and cuddle?" "Yes, but I don't see how that has anything to do with the current conversation." Simon answered. "I'm getting there. Just...let me say this. It's hard enough as it is. I don't feel an attraction to girls in that way. I guess what I'm trying to say is...I'm..." Alvin hesitated to finish his statement. He felt like he was less than valid for his attraction to the same sex. In the furthest corners of his mind, Alvin had thought that if he were to ever tell this secret to anybody that he would be shunned and viewed as a social pariah. "Whatever you're going through, you can tell me. Even though we fight and argue, you're still my brother and I care about you." Simon said as he broke the silence. "I'm gay." Alvin whispered as he gripped the sheets of his bed in his fists. Simon was silent for a moment. Usually, he had no problem with finding the right words to say. However, he knew this was a situation that needed to be handled with some sort of compassion. After what felt like hours, Simon finally spoke. "You're still my brother. Nothing can change that. Who cares if you like guys? As long as you're happy..." Alvin interjected sharply, "That's just it. I haven't been happy in a long time. I've been fighting this for so long that I...I don't know how to deal with it." Tears flowed down his cheeks and landed on his shirt before being quickly absorbed like a droplet of water into dry desert sand. Alvin wiped the tears away with the back of his hand. He hated letting anybody see through his veneer of confidence and bravado. It scared him to think that anybody would see past the facade and see the real Alvin Seville, a scared and lonely boy who hides all his insecurities so far down that at times, even he believes the front he puts on for others. "I may not know exactly what you're going through, but I'm not going to turn on you just because of that. Anybody would be lucky to have you in their life." Simon replied reassuringly. "You don't have to lie to me, Simon." Alvin whispered as he tried his best to not meet his brothers gaze. "I know you're disgusted by me and you hate me. There's no need to spare my feelings." "Alvin...I..." Simon began as he searched for the right words, "I could never hate you. So what if you like guys? There's far worse things than that. Unless it's hurting somebody, which it's not, then there's no reason to feel ashamed of who you are." "It hurts me, Simon." The eldest stated weakly. "You don't know what it's like to have feelings for somebody you know you can't ever have." "You're right, Alvin. I don't know what that's like. That doesn't change the fact that I still care about you and want you to be happy." Simon replied. "I wish you wouldn't! Just stop pretending like I matter. I knew telling you this was a mistake." Alvin exclaimed as he stood from his sitting position and began to storm out of the room. Simon grabbed ahold of his arm, freezing Alvin in his tracks. He cautiously pulled Alvin into a tight embrace. Against his better judgement, he slowly wrapped his arms around Simon in return. No words were spoken by either. What else could be said? Simon was used to conflict amongst his siblings and father figure, but this was something completely different. He felt a deep urge to console Alvin, even if he didn't fully understand what he was going through. Admittedly, Simon had felt no attraction towards anybody beyond a platonic level until he seen his oldest brother in such a vunerable state. He longed to find a way to make things right. "Why don't we go do something and forget about all of this? We can do anything you'd like." Simon whispered. "I'd like that." Alvin answered, hesitantly pulling away from the only comfort he had felt in a long time. The pair walked down stairs and sat on the couch. Their was a nervous tension that filled the air like static electricity on a moist summer day. Hesitantly, Simon turned on the TV. The sound of moaning filled the living room as a well endowed man rammed his manhood in and out of another guy who was on all fours. "I don't think you'll want to watch this." Alvin said as he turned his head away from the screen. Simon seemed to be entranced by their actions. He usually shyed away from the more obscene and profain aspects of life, but he was capitivated by the scene unfolding before their eyes. It was like watching a car crash in slow motion. He knew he needed to look away, but he couldn't. Alvin figited nervously as he failed at averting his gaze. He tried to hide his excitement, but failed as a silent moan escaped him. "I can see why you like this." Simon stated as he looked at Alvin. "Could we watch something else? This is turning me on." Alvin replied as he reached for the remote and changed the input setting to the satellite setting and flipped through the channels until he found a cheesy horror film from the 1980's and sat back down. "What do you mean 'turning you on'?" Simon asked. "It's where you get a boner." Alvin answered. "I...guess I don't understand." Simon replied, feeling slightly discouraged in the fact that there was something that Alvin knew that he didn't. "Come on, Simon. You're a genius. You have to know what a boner is." Alvin chided playfully. "I really don't. Can't you just explain it to me?" Simon asked, breaking his gaze from the horror film. "Fine." Groaned Alvin before continuing, "But you have to promise that you'll never tell anybody." Simon nodded in a non verbal agreement to the demand. Alvin stood up and with a shaky hand, unbuttoned his pants and slid them down to his knees, exposing his yellow boxers. A small amount of fluid surround the tip of his tinted underwear. He grabbed ahold of the waistband and slid them down to reveal his throbbing member. "It's when your dick gets hard like this." Alvin stated before quickly pulling his underwear and pants back into their proper position. "What causes you to get a boner?" Simon asked. "It depends. Sometimes, it happens when I'm in the locker room at school, when I watch videos like that, or if I see a cute guy. Sometimes, it just happens for no reason." Alvin answered as he sat next to his brother. "Does it hurt? I think I may be getting one right now." Simon replied. "It can start to hurt if you've had it for a while and you don't get rid of it." Alvin stated. Alvin let the conversation die down as they watched the movie. Throughout a duration of fifteen minutes, Simon shifted and repositioned himself uncomfortably. He didn't want to annoy Alvin with too many questions, but his throbbing loins were starting to become slightly painful. "Alvin..." "Yes, Simon." He replied, hoping it wasn't another question about how his body works. "How exactly do you get rid of a boner? It's starting to hurt." He asked shyly. Alvin rolled his eyes and answered, "Just go masturbate." "Masturwhat?" Simon continued. The eldest almost found Simon's lack of knowledge to be laughable. "Jesus Howard Christ, you're clueless about sex. If you really don't know, I'll teach you but this..." "Stays between us." Simon replied. "The first thing you need to do is take of your pants and underwear." Alvin said, trying to hide his enthusiasm. "I can't believe I'm actually going to do this." He thought internally. Simon complied with the request, feeling somewhat ashamed of exposing himself in front of his older brother of all people. It was one thing to go swimming in the creek with Alvin and Theodore in nothing but his dark blue boxers, but this was an action that couldn't be written off as adolescent fun. "What you do is wrap your hand around it and rub up and down." Alvin said, hoping his brother would understand. "Like this?" Simon asked as he slowly worked his hand up and down his stuff member. "Yeah, just like that." Alvin answered as he tried his best to avoid staring at the sight before him. "Is it supposed to tingle like this?" Simon inquired as his breathing became more laboured. "That just means you're getting close to cumming." Alvin stated as he grabbed a box of tissues and handed a few to Simon. With a loud moan, Simon's dick began to twitch and throb in his right hand. He closed his eyes and continued stroking himself to prolong the pleasurable sensation that overtook his mind and body. "Is it still hurting?" Alvin asked, now not caring in the slightest if Simon caught him watching. "That...felt amazing. How often can I do that?" Simon answered as he panted for breath and wiped a bead of sweat from his forehead. "It depends. Some days, you should be able to do it four or five times before your balls start to hurt and other times, you might be able to do it three times max." Alvin answered, not realizing he had been rubbing the bulge consealed in his own tight pants. "It looks like you need to masturbate too." Simon said half jokingly. Alvin replied as his face turned as red as his favorite shirt, "I...um...I'm alright." "It's okay, Alvin. Nobody is ever going to find out about this." Simon said as he placed his hand on Alvin's covered thigh. "No, Simon. I can't do this with you. I already explained all of this to you. I won't let this go any further." Alvin said as he pulled his brothers hand away and stood from the couch and stomped angrily to their shared bedroom. Simon sat dumbfounded for a moment. He tried to wrap his head around what just happened. He could sware there was a tinge of guilt and hurt in Alvin's voice. He pulled up his clothing and walked up to their room. "Alvin..." He began as he gently knocked on the large oak door and continued, "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to upset you." No sound could be heard from Simon's end of the door. Hesitantly, he turned the knob and spotted Alvin sitting on his bed, an empty suitcase sitting next to him. He wiped at his cheeks with the back of his hand. Alvin explained, "You don't understand, Simon. I can't do this. I've done too much with you as it is. I know Dave is going to find out and hell..." "You have my word that Dave will never find out about this. I don't know exactly what you're going through, but I know running away won't solve the issue. Dane and Theodore love you, I love you.please, stay for us...for me?" Simon said. "I don't want to hurt you, Simon. I care about you too much to let you see who I really am. This is for the best and one day, you'll thank me." Alvin continued as he haphazardously crammed a few articles of clothing into the suitcase. "It doesn't have to be like this. I'm sorry I upset you. You don't have to masturbate around me and your secret is safe with me." He continued as he cautiously placed his hand on Alvin's shoulder. The eldest recoiled in fear that he was about to be struck. He wished desperately that he could take back all he had said. The silence he suffered in for so long had finally broke free. He felt as if every repressed emotion and every sleepless night had hit him like a freight train going full speed. "I can't stay here, Simon. I..." "Why not?" Simon asked in irritation. "Because I don't want to ruin your life. If I stay, I don't know if I'll be able to control my urges. I want you more than I've ever wanted anything in my life. Do you really think that I enjoy fighting with you all the time? I fight with you and call you names in a shallow attempt to fight off the way I feel about you." He elaborated. Simon finally realized what Alvin meant as he sat next to his brother and continued softly, "Then why don't we start fresh? No more lies, no fighting, no senseless arguments and no more name calling. Most importantly, no judgement." "I don't know if I can let this go. I've fought it for so long that I'd rather see you happy from me walking away than stay and fuck up your life." Alvin said in-between sobs. "You're not going to 'fuck up my life', Alvin. It's actually the opposite. I'm proud to be related to you. You're everything that I could never be. You're funny, popular, sensitive, great at sports and you could have anybody you want as your lover. I'm truly honored that you chose me, of all people." Simon continued. "Don't you think it would make things between us awkward?" Alvin asked. He answered, "Only if we let it. Homosexuality is far more common in the animal kingdom than what most people tend to think. There's nothing 'unnatural' about you, Alvin." "So does that mean you'll give me a chance?" Alvin asked cautiously. Simon nodded yes to silently confirm his answer. For the first time in a long time, a genuine smile spread across Alvin's face. He relaxed into the embrace and wrapped his arms around Simon. Simon felt a slight feeling of trepidation about the situation, but it was his idea, after all. He couldn't explain it, but he felt as if this would be the start of something life changing. "Simon..." "Yes?" He said in return. "I love you." "I love you too, Alvin." He replied as they held one another in a tight embrace.