Date: Tue, 7 Jun 2022 16:09:08 +0000 From: Ganimedes Ganymede Subject: Family of three, chapter 3 This is just fantasy. I, the writer, don't condone any of what is depicted here, and I don't encourage my readers to practice it irl. If you like my story don't hesitate to give me your feedback either via email or on my socials, or we could just have a chat (: I should mention that this story is based in Europe where education or healthcare (and many other things) are way different than in America, so just keep that in mind. Wickr: pulevamax Telegram: crngl Twitter: ganirelatos Also, don't forget to donate and support Nifty! It's the reason why we can enjoy these amazing stories! I woke up and my head was hurting a little bit. It could possibly be a hangover, eventho I just had one drink last night, but I wasn't the best with alcohol. I opened my eyes and the light that came through the window made me close them again. I slightly opened them again until I saw the silouette of my brother Jacob's body sitting on his bed. He was resting against the headboard of his bed, scrolling through his phone with just his underwear on, the same pair from the previous night. I was about to tell him to turn the music from the tiktoks on his phone down when somebody knocked on the door. Jacob looked at me but I closed my eyes quickly. "Shit, you are both still asleep?" My dad asked. I could hear his heavy footsteps walking over the wooden floor of our room. I very slightly opened my eyes in a way that they couldn't noticed, and I saw that he was wearing yesterday's clothes. Jacob was right, he didn't spend the night in his room so the safe bet was to think that he was the man fucking our neighbour yesterday. "I just woke up, and Chris is still sleeping. He can't handle his drinks" Chris is none other than myself. "Why do you have the same clothes on?" Jacob gave a little hit on my fathers arm "got lucky, tiger?" "So that's where "tiger" came from" my dad rolled his eyes "Yeah, but don't speak too loud, she's right in the next room" "Damn, so the dude we heard last night calling her slut, whore and other things was you?" My brother bursted out laughing, he was a great liar. "Did you guys hear?" "All of it... Not gonna lie, it even turned me on a lil bit, but I was too tired to rub one out" "Dude, I am your father, talk propertly" "I don't think you should be giving lessons on how to talk right after you called a woman you barely knew all the insults you could think of" my brother laughed again. "Well, she was into it, but enough with the subject. I need both of you to shower and be down for breakfast in ten minutes. Wake your brother up and..." my dad got close to my brother and sniffed like a dog "For the love of god, get a fucking shower, you are 20 and smelling like a 13 year old after a football game" He left while my brother was laughing. After that, Jacob jumped on his bed and started scrolling through his phone again. "Chris, I know you are awake" he said without looking away from the screen. "Leave me alone" I said with a raspy voice. "Shit, caught a cold? You sound like a drunk trucker" he laughed. "My drink was too cold last night" "You know gay men can still be strong, right? You are the weakest man I know" "Why you always gotta talk about me being gay? Leave me alone" "Well... you are, aren't you? I'm straight, and I don't get offended when you say that I'm like every straight dude out there" he shrugged. "Because you are" "And you are the weakest man I know" he shrugged again, and smiled. I was done listening to him. So I got out of my bed, flexed my body and grabbed my toothbrush. "Good morning" my brother said. I was confused, but then I saw him looking at my bulge. I looked down and, of course, I was hard as a rock. "Any dream you wanna share?" he grinned. "Yeah, a dream full of dicks, wanna hear it?" I asked thinking he'd be grossed out, but I was wrong. "Yeah, I wanna hear it" My brother's face looked relaxed and calm, and I didn't know how those strange games did not affect him in the least. I was turning red, nervous, and last night wanted to cry, and there he was just cool about it. "What's wrong with you?" I spat out. "What's wrong with me? What's wrong with you? You've been rude to me since we got here" he kept smiling softly, with just a little smirk, not even showing his teeth. "Do you wanna have the talk? Really?" "THE TALK" he said with a deep voice, mocking me "Are you sure you are dad's son and is not the other way around?" he laughed "Dude, you smelled my armpit last night, and so what? Big deal. Jail for you." "Why are you joking about it?" I asked hurt. "Cause you are taking it way too serious!" Jacob shouted "Did I force you? Did you feel forced?" "No..." "Then what's the big deal?" "Dude! I smelled my big brother's fucking armpit while he jerked off. YOU JERKED OFF IN FRONT OF ME THE MINUTE WE ARRIVED HERE!" I was the one shouting now "Do you think that's normal?" "I don't think it's not normal, if that's what you're asking" I sat down on my bed and rested my head on the palms of my hands, waiting for Jacob to say something cause I was a complete mess inside. Instead, he just got up and started getting dressed right in front of me. I looked at him hurt, but he just looked back at me and kept on doing his thing. When he finished he turned around to me. "Anyways... I'm gonna grab something to eat cause I can't shit with an empty stomach. Dad waits for us down there, so you should want to be quick" With that being said he walked out of our room and closed the door. I could not believe him. I just couldn't hold it in and started crying like a baby. JACOB I didn't know what was up with me, but I didn't understand my brother either. He was gay, hadn't he had this kind of relationship with a dude before? He just sniffed my pit, like I saw no big deal in that. I was straight. I even had a girlfriend, Kelly, but there was something erotic about masturbating in front of other guys. I always knew I had a big tool, so maybe guys admiring and complimenting my dick, knowing they had one but not as good as mine, was what turned me on about it? I don't know... I had done this before with my friends, after a party in which none of us fucked or after a gym day we'd go to somebody's house and just rub one out, in an environment of friendship and respect, nothing gay. Apparently my brother didn't do this with his friends cause he was shocked when I did it twice in front of him. I've always been kinda raunchy. My dad and brother knew this, tho they didn't know it was because it turned me on. They just think that I'm too lazy to shower every day, when in reality I dont shower every single day because my own smell turns me on. Knowing I'm dirty turns me on like crazy, and I love when others feel attracted to it, so seeing my own brother wanting, almost needing, to smell me was just a wonderful feeling. I guess he was scared, but I don't see my brother any different than my friends. He is, at the end of the day, my best friend, so we should be able to jerk off together and he could smell me if he wanted, that's what friends are for, at least in my opinion. I went down to the restaurant to have something for breakfast, but I had to take a piss first so I went into the toilets. I saw my dad there, peeing in one of the urinals, so I just used the one next to his. "Hey, big guy" my dad greeted me "Is your brother up?" "Yes, but I don't think he'll be coming down." "Why?" "I don't know. He's been acting weird since we came" I shrugged while taking my dick out. "Do you think it has to do with me flirting with a woman last night?" "Don't worry about that, he seemed happy last night when he told me that you were with a girl" I could see my dad smiling. Both my brother and I had talked about how badly my dad needed a girl, maybe not to date, but just to fuck from time to time. He had always been alone since our mom died, so company doesn't hurt a single soul, and his could really use a little bit of that. "We're glad that you see other people, you know? Mom's not here anymore, and we wish she was, but she's not, so there's nothing wrong in trying to start a new chapter" "Yeah, yeah, I know" he rolled his eyes "Your brother gave me the same speech yesterday, you can save it" We both laughed. My eyes went down to his dick, stream of piss still going strong. My dad had a big dick, he had always been huge in that department, and I think I took after him. In our house we weren't shy about getting naked, and before my brother Chris cameo ut we would walk around naked. When he "came out", which wasn't a surprise at all, we stopped just so he didn't feel uncomfortable, not because he was gay or bs like that, but we knew we were hot so we didn't want him to be embarassed about popping boners in honor of his own family. My dad and I decided that in a quick chat right after my brother told us about his sexuality. Lately tho we had gotten used to the old ways and walk around in our underwear and sometimes naked, like when we get out of the shower and dont wanna grab a towel, and my brother seems fine with it. "I don't mind you looking, but at least use an urinal that isn't next to me" he laughed. "Sorry, I always get amazed at how big it is" "Meh, I'm just a bit bigger than you, but I'm no horse" "Close enough" I laughed. "Stop looking at my dick" he gave me a little smack on the head "Anyways, why do you think your brother is acting weird?" "I don't know and to be honest I don't care" My father looked straight at me, with a serious mug on. I knew I fucked up by saying that. "Don't say that again. You have to care, he's the little one" "He's 18" "Yes, so he's the little one, and gay. We have to protect him." "Dad, he's gay, not disabled" I rolled my eyes. "I know, I know, but you know that gay boys can have it hard at times. Bullying and all of that..." "I wouldn't let nobody bully him. I'd kill whoever did that" "I'm glad to hear that" He put his dick back in his pants and put a hand on my shoulder "But maybe is not bullying, and it's just that he's into some boy and doesn't know how to act. You've dated before, maybe you can give him some tips, or just ask him what the fuck is going on, for god's sake, you are his big brother." "Ok... I'll ask him. Can I now pee in peace? Damn" "One day I'll beat your ass" We had breakfast just the two of us, and my dad explained in more detail what he did to that woman. My dick was hard as fuck, but I had to keep it down so I could walk back to my room without poking someone's eye out. When I got to my room I saw my brother laying in his bed, and all around there were used tissues laying on the floor. If he was one of my friends I'd assumed he jerked off a lot, but knowing my brother he was probably crying. I didn't want to wake him up, so I just lifted the thin sheet and got in the bed with him, hugging him and falling asleep too. CHRIS I woke up and saw my brother snoring next to me. He was hugging me tight, and I could feel his boner pressing against my thigh. It turned me on, but what I liked the most about it was that he was close to me. Feeling the warmth of his embrace, the tightness of his hug... I knew he loved me as a brother, and I loved him too. I couldn't have asked for a better brother, and I felt safe everytime he hugged me. Eventho he was a super straight dude, he wasn't scared of shwoing his affection towards me, and would always hug me and stuff. He was a very loveable guy, and I think it came from the fact that when my mom died he put his big brother pants on and tried to be there for me always, and he never failed. We really loved each other. I felt the inmense urge to kiss him, quickly, so I did. I just gave him a little kiss without tongue on the lips. His lips were pink and soft, and mushy, and they felt great. I wanted to do it again, so so bad, but didn't wanna waste all my luck... I gave up, following my desires, knowing they were completely wrong, and I went in for another kiss. The same, without tongue, just to feel his lips that I wouldn't feel in any other way. I moved back and I saw it. His eyes piercing through my soul. "Chris..." Jacob said looking at me. I inmediately got up and looked at him scared. He had caught me kissing his lips while he was sleeping. I was terrified, and wanted to cry again, and I started bawling. "I'm sorry" was all I could say, cause suddenly all the words left my mind. Jacob got up from the bed, still looking at me. I started breathing fast, and shaking, having a panick attack. "Bro" he said "it's okay" I couldn't breath and my chest hurt like crazy. "You are having an attack. Remember when you were little and missed mom and would have attacks over it? I was there to help you and I'm here now" his voice was soothing. He got close to me but not too much, with his hands up in the air "I'm here. You are having the symptoms, so we are going to do what we practiced when we were little, okay?" I nodded "Tell me five objects you can see right now." "My wallet, your shoes, the bed..." I was looking around, trying to focus on something "the TV, and your phone" "Good job. Now tell me four sounds you're able to hear" "A kid yelling in the hallway, my breathing, your steps and... your voice" His voice was soothing, relaxing. I could feel how he got closer with every question. "Now three things you can touch" "My hair" I touched it "My underwear" did the same "and this tissue" and I kicked it. "You're doing amazing, Chris. Now tell me two things you can smell" I didn't need to do this one, cause my breathing and my heartbeats turned normal again. I just closed my eyes and inhaled a big amount of air, like my brother taught me to do when I was younger, and I reached out to him. He got closer and wrapped his arms around me. "You hadn't had one since you were 7" I could notice the worried tone of his voice. "You remember?" "Of course I do. It's always scary for me when it happens" "Sorry" "You shouldn't be" "I mean about kissing you" I whispered. "You shouldn't be" He said again. He got away from me and sat on his bed. "Look, Chris, you've been weird since we're here, and I want to know what's wrong. You know you can always trust me, and I will protect you always." "I know" I wanted to cry hearing that, cause it always feels great to know that there's somebody who's willing to be there for you. Also, if you couldn't guess by now, I am a very emotional person so I always wanna cry. "So what's up?" He got up "You're into some boy and are scared about kissing him so that's why you kissed me? To practice?" "What? No, not at all." "Then why did you kiss me? You can tell me, you know that..." In that moment it hit him. He looked at me and knew what was up. "You wanted to kiss me?" I just blushed, unable to answer "Are you into me?" I sat down on my bed and buried my face between my arms. "I don't know what the fuck is wrong with me" I said mumbling "Since you did that yesterday in front of me I haven't been able to think straight" "Dude, you could've just told me" "Yes, cause it's so easy to tell your big brother that you are into him" He sat down next to me and hugged me. He started running his hand through my hair and I cooled down. "I jerked off in front of you and you are gay. I'm hot, and you have eyes, you appreciate hot dudes, so it's normal that you fancy me. Like, you like hot men and I am one, so your brain just saw a hot man in me and not a brother, but there's nothing wrong with that. Shit, if I had a hot big sister I'd probably jerk off all the time thinking about her" I couldn't help but laugh at him "I'm not mad or repulsed by you, so you don't have to worry" "Thanks, Jacob" "But I don't feel the same, you know that, right?" "Yes, I know you are mister straight... but why did you jerk off in front of me twice? And why did you let me lick your body?" My brother shrugged. "I just like exposing my body and being admired. I work hard on it, you know, so it feels nice when people like it" He broke the hug and flexed a little, showing me his muscular arms and smiling "The jerking off... I do that with my friends all the time. When we are horny we just jerk off, and is no big deal, I thought you'd react the same but I see it's a big deal for you so I'll stop" I didn't want him to stop. Shit, I wanted to be the one jerking him off so he wouldnt have to get tired of beating his meat, but if I told him not to stop he'd know my reasons, and I didn't want our relationship to break, so I just said "thank you" and he gave me a kiss on the cheek. "Chris... I'm gonna do something but I don't want you to think that I'm gay or that we can do it again. Is just because I know you want it and I want to show you that I care for you and your feelings" I swallowed and nodded. "This is just as a gift so maybe your "need" of me is satisfied" My brother got closer to me and I just closed my eyes. I felt his hand grabbing my neck softly, and his breath close to my face. I slightly opened my mouth and I felt his lips melting against mine. His tongue got inside my mouth and started playing with mine. I could taste the breakfast in his mouth, the orange juice and his spit. His mouth was warm and his tongue wet, and it was giving me a boner. I started playing with mine too, fighting against his. His grip on my neck was stronger, and I could feel how the passion which he kissed me with was increasing. I wanted to look at him, see his face, but opening my eyes would break the magic of the moment, so I decided not to. He tilded my head back, and started almost fucking my mouth with his tongue, licking my tongue, the inside of my mouth, my lips... Everything that his tongue found in the way. The smaking sounds of our lips were floating across the air. He laid me back on the bed and kept kissing me. I didn't want it to end, but he broke the kiss. I looked at him and saw that he was blushing, extremely. He looked at my face, my eyes, and he was going to say something but he stuttered. He had almost a surprised look on his face. "Jacob..." I whispered. He was gonna try and speak again, but a knock in our door woke both of us up from our special moment. He jumped from the bed and cleared his throat, avoiding my eyes and walking to the door. He opened it and my dad was standing there, smiling. My brother just walked past him and got out of the room. "Are you guys good?" My father asked entering after my brother left. "Yes, we just had an argument" "Dude, can you not fight for one day?" "Dad, you know we will make up, he's just stubborn" I shrugged. "Right... Well, I'm going to meet with my client right now. Why don't you go to the pool and enjoy the hotel?" "I will" I smiled "And you'll have to tell me how you finished last night... I remember I saw you talking to a woman when I left the bar" "Yeah yeah, that's a story for another time. Bye" He closed the door and I started getting ready. TO BE CONTINUED...