Date: Fri, 3 Nov 2023 01:00:00 -0700 From: John Henry Subject: Growing Up Ry Chapter 15 (Gay/Incest) DONATION: Nifty is a not-for-profit organization that heavily relies on our donations to keep the site free and accessible. Your donations pay for web hosting fees and other day-to-day activities for the wonderful staff of editors/publishers. You can donate on the website at http://donate.nifty.org/ Every little bit counts. DISCLAIMER: This story is a work of fiction, and contains explicit, sexual content involving adults over the age of 21 and minors under the age of 18, with scenes of incest involving step-parents/step-children, and sibilings. If viewing this material is illegal where you live, OR you're a minor under the age of 18, please stop reading this. If you're not sure about this legatilty, please stop reading until you have looked into your own, local laws. Any likeness or similarity between persons, places, products or concepts are purely coincidental. If you would like to leave any positive feedback, please let me know. Thank you. Chapter 15 Ry went home exhausted, emotionally and physically. After Billy left, they got a large crowd and they were barely able to close on time. Billy's presence didn't help Ry's concentration, and he kept making small blunders. It was almost midnight when he walked through the door. He was so used to being the only one awake that late, it caught him off guard that the kitchen light was on. What was more alarming was the smell coming from that direction. As he entered, he saw Charlie at the stove, cooking something that actually smelled pretty good. "I hope you're hungry," Charlie said, tossing what looked like creamy pasta in a frying pan. Ry wasn't particularly hungry, since he got to eat at work for free, but he wasn't one to turn down something that smelled that good. "I can eat," he replied and sat at the table. "Good, because I've never made this before, and if it's bad, you're stuck eating it." Charlie served up two plates and ground some fresh pepper on top. "What is it?" "Oh, something I saw on YouTube." He brought the plates over, set one in front of Ry and sat down next to his big brother. "Don't let me stop you. Apparently, it's best eaten hot." Ry cooked a bit and was amazed at how truly tasty it was. The pasta was perfectly done, the cream sauce was rich without being too thick, and it had a simple flavor that he couldn't quite put his finger on, though he could definitely taste the pepper. "What is it?" he asked again, forking another bite. "It's called Cacio e Pepe," Charlie replied around a mouthful of pasta. Somehow, he even managed a bad Italian accent. "Charlie, this is really good, like really, really good." "Thanks," the teen said, feeling proud of himself. "It's pretty simple, actually. I can show you sometime if you want." "I would love that," Ry said. He reached out a hand and squeezed Charlie's. They held hands for about a second, before Charlie withdrew his. For a brief moment, Ry had forgotten the tension between them. "Sorry," he said. Charlie only nodded. He wanted to say something, but he was too afraid it would be the wrong thing...or the right thing, but at the wrong moment. They ate in silence for a few minutes before I said, "Billy came by the restaurant tonight." "What did he want?" Charlie asked, sounding more bitter than he really was. "He reminded me of something we should've talked about the night Joey was here, actually." Charlie, at first, looked confused, then he remembered that he had been trying to talk to his brother about the circumcision. "Ry, we don't need to rehash it if you don't want, and how the fuck does Billy know about it anyway?" It was Ry's turn to look confused. "What are you talking about?" Charlie looked around, making sure their mother was lurking within earshot. "What I did to my dick." Ry scrunched his eyes and shook his head. "No, Charlie. Just, no. That's not what I was talking about, and if Billy did know about that, do you think he or Rick would've just let that slide?" "I guess not," he said, feeling like an idiot. "Billy came by to remind me that Rick won't sign the custody papers unless you meet and talk to him." Charlie's body tensed up. He knew that day was coming, but he also hoped it wouldn't be for a while yet. "Why couldn't it be about my dick?" He asked sarcastically. "Not everyone is as obsessed with it as you are," Ry replied. "I mean, it's cute, but not that cute." "Fuck off," Charlie said, playfully shoving Ry who laughed. "I'm not bringing Bethany, so if that's part of the deal, he's fucked." "I think he just wants to see you for now. He was pretty devastated at the meeting. I know we'll never have the dad we used to, but he does seem to be making some effort." "I miss the way he used to be." "Me too. That entire year just fucked everything up." "I'm glad Brenda and Justin are dead, but I wish Will was still alive. I miss him a lot, too." There was never going to be any love lost over Brenda and Justin, but Ry had mixed feelings now after finding out what Will had been up to since coming into their lives. If it hadn't been for Will, Ry would either be dead or in the foster care system, but in exchange, the man thought it was okay to spy on their every movement and private moment without their knowledge or consent. "I miss Will, too," Ry said. "I don't know how much he would've helped in this situation, but it would've been nice to have someone there when we needed it. Anyway, does this mean you'll see Rick? Honestly, it'll make getting you into rehab that much easier." "Yeah, I'll meet him, but if he starts getting all weird and shit, I'm leaving." "No, running away, though," Ry added sternly. "No matter what he says or does, you're not allowed to run away again." "I promise. Bethany's safety is one of the most important things to me...and you're the other," Charlie said, looking Ry in the eyes. "I know I don't deserve you, but no matter what happens, I will always love you." Ry got choked up. He scooted his chair back, grabbed Charlie's hand and pulled his baby brother toward him. Charlie relented to Ry's efforts, and wrapped his arms around Ry. They held each other for a long time. "I love you so much Charlie. You have no idea. You mean the world to me. You always have and you always will. I'm sorry for ever hurting you. You're the last person I would want to do that to. I owe you my life, and when you're not in it, it just isn't worth living. You, Charlie, are my life. I'd do anything for you." Charlie hugged Ry and began to cry. "I've waited so long for you to say that. I've loved you long before I knew what it really meant. I've made so many mistakes in my life, but loving you, Ry, was never one of them. I'm sorry for being such a fuck up and hurting you. It has killed me knowing I did that to you. Can you ever forgive me?" "There's nothing to forgive, Charlie. You were hurting and didn't know how to deal with it. I get that and have never held it against you. All I want is your happiness." "And I have all the happiness I could ask for right here in my arms." "Same," Ry said. He pulled away from Charlie a little. He looked into his brother's beautiful, brown eyes, just before leaning in and kissing Charlie. It had been a very long time since Ry had kissed someone, but he felt the same doing so with the boy in his arms. Charlie leaned in and kissed Ry back, having wanted that moment for a long time. Their tongues explored and caressed each other, expressing the passion and mutual love they felt. Ry was the first to pull away. "Can I ask a favor?" "Anything," Charlie said, and he absolutely meant it. "Please move back into the room with me. I can't stand another night without you next to me." Charlie giggled and said, "I moved my stuff back in earlier." "What?" Ry said, smiling wide. "The pasta was a bribe, just in case. I forgot how uncomfortable my old bed was compared to yours." "What if I said no?" "Shhh, let's not think about that. You're ruining the mood," Charlie said and returned to kissing his brother. Unable to think of a proper protest, Ry silently agreed to drop it. The brothers hastily cleaned up in the kitchen, turned off the downstairs lights, and went to bed. Once in the room, they removed all their clothing, Ry took a quick shower and got under the blankets. It wasn't long before their naked bodies and lips were entwined. Charlie pulled away, looked uncertain and said, "Would it be alright if we don't have sex yet?" "Of course," Ry said. "I don't want you to feel pressured into anything." "Thank you," Charlie said, feeling less nervous and insecure. "You just mean so much to me. More than anyone I have ever had feelings for, and I've got a lot of things to deal with first before we move on to that step." "I appreciate you telling me that. You take all the time you need. I'm not going anywhere." Charlie teared up again and said, "I fucking love you." "Such language," Ry teased, kissed his brother and said, "and I love you, too." ***Coming Soon, Chapter 16***