Date: Wed, 20 Nov 2019 18:29:38 +0000 (UTC) From: anthony scordato Subject: I Didn't Pee The Bed part 10 gay male incest This story contains sexual situations between two bothers and other males. If you are under the age of 18 and are legally not allowed to read this story, or if material of this nature is offensive to you, then you should skip this story. The author claims the copyright to all parts of this story and no duplication or publication of this story is allowed except by the author. This is my second story for NIFTY. The first is in High School, Danny's First Love. Last posted on June 27th. I'm not a writer, but I thought I'd again try my hand at fiction. The seeds for this story were planted by an ex-lover. I'm a college graduate who majored in the hard science, did post-graduate work in medical research. English has always been my worst subject. So here goes. I hope you enjoy it. Let me know what you think. Please donate to Nifty! I Didn't Pee The Bed, part Ten By Anthony Scordato We kissed and licked each other hungrily, pulling at each other's clothes. Naked, we rolled around on the bed, pressing against each other. His body was different; strong, lean, defined and smooth. I wanted to suck his cock, but we kept kissing and biting and then staring at each other as though we couldn't believe the other was really there. He rolled on top of me and began thrusting his cock against my junk. He whispered, "I'm going to come." I quickly rolled him off me and put my mouth on his cock. He moaned loudly and then streams of his hot man juice exploded into my mouth as he squirms and groaned. He was coming so hard it was hitting the back of my throat. I swallowed shot after shot. I moaned. He groaned. He kept coming. I kept swallowing. He pulled me off his cock. "It's sensitive," he said smiling down to me. I held his cock and kissed the head of it while staring up at him. I licked his cock clean and then licked down the shaft to his balls, while staring up at him. He smiled and played with my hair. He pulled me up to him and we kissed. He pushed me off him and then licked his way down to my hard, pulsing erection. "I've dreamt about sucking your cock and you filling my mouth with your cum," he said and then took my cock deep into his throat. I grabbed his head and pressed him further down on my cock. He moaned. I moaned. He bobbed up and down on my cock. My legs we rigid and began to shake. "Oh fuck, Drew, I'm going to come." He moaned and took me deep into his throat. "Fuck," I groaned. The intensity and power of my climax was like nothing I had experience in years. My legs shook, I kept half sitting up and the slamming back down on the bed. I kept thrusting. He kept moaning. I could feel each shot of cum moving from my balls up the shaft of my cock and into his mouth. My body kept climaxing even though I had stopped coming. I glanced down at him. He was kissing the head of my cock. He smiled at me. "You've got the best cum." I laughed. He moved and lay on me. We kissed. "I really missed you," he said. I could feel this hard cock pressing against my stomach. "I missed you, too." We kissed. "You ready to fuck me," I asked. He smiled and nodded. I spread my legs and wrapped them around him. "Welcome back," I said and chuckled. He pressed my legs to my chest and stared down at my ass. "Such a beautiful fuck hole," he said. "Boy, you're sure not the shy Andrew I used to know." "With you I was never shy." He leaned down and licked my hole. "I was always the one who had to get you to do stuff. You were the one who always said stuff like homework first or shit like that." We smiled at each other. He spit on my hole and then wet his cock. I spread my legs wide and arched my hips. He put his cock head against my hole and then glanced up at me. "You know I'm not going to last long. I feel so turned on already." "We've got weeks." He pressed his cock into me and moaned. I pulled him on top of me. He said, "I haven't fucked without a condom since I last saw you." "Enjoy yourself." He smiled, kissed me and began thrusting. "Fuck, Jason," he moaned and thrust. "Yeah, fuck my ass." It wasn't even a minute before he looked at me and said, "Fuck, I close already." "Go for it." He slammed into my ass hard. His body went rigid and shook in my arms. He squirmed and moaned and pressed hard into me. I could feel him coming. We kissed and bit at each other until his body went limp in my arms. I held him inside of me with my legs wrapped hard around him. The sound of his hard breathing turned me on so much I felt like I could come each time I moved. "I love you, Jas." "I love you, too." He slipped out of me. I held him. He rested his head on my shoulder. I ran my hand through his hair. I said, "Tell me what things were like for you." "No," he said. He looked up at me. "First you fuck me and fuck me hard. Then I'll tell you whatever you want to know." I smiled at him and nodded. I licked his ass, pressing my tongue into his hole as far as I could. I wet my cock head with spit and then looked down on him. He said, "I haven't been fucked since the last time you fucked me." "You haven't had sex with anyone since," "I didn't say that. I said I haven't been fucked. I fucked a guy and sucked and got sucked, but no one has fucked me." "But you loved being fucked." "By you. So, my hole hasn't seen dick for over five years." "I'll go easy," I said. "Go easy going in, but then I want you to fuck me." I slowly pressed into him. He moaned and took deep breaths. "You're tight," I said. "You're bigger than I remember," he said and chuckled. I smiled and pressed in. "Oh yeah, fuck yeah," he moaned. I pressed in further. He pulled me down on him. We kissed. "I'm not going to last long," I said. "I'm already close." He pressed his legs hard against my butt. "I want all of you." I pressed down until I was balls deep into him. Wide eyed, he stared up and me and laughed. "I think you're bigger than last time." I smiled. "So, are you?" We kissed. I began thrusting into him. With each thrust he moaned and groaned. As I thought, I didn't last long. "I'm going to come," I groaned. I pressed down hard into him as he wrapped his legs around me and pressed upward against me. He held me. I shook in his arms and moaned loudly. "Yeah, fill me up," he said, kissing me. We held each other and gently kissed. "Tell me," I said. They day Andrew was taken from school, was one of the worst days of his life. He begged to talk to his brother but, as was Jason, he was told that first he would have to be processed through the system. By the end of the day, after being questioned about his sexual activity and insisting that he and Jason had never been sexually intimate, he rolled up into a ball and slept on the floor. "Why did you sleep on the floor," I asked. "I knew I was going to wet the bed if I slept there. But I wet myself anyway." "Where did they keep you over night?" "At the hospital." "They kept me at the jail, but then brought me to the hospital." Andrew was taken to a group home for several days, where again he slept on the floor in his clothes. Then he was taken to live with an elderly couple, Mr. and Dr. Greene. Mr. Edward Greene and Dr. Lesa Greene lived in the Northern California near the city of Sacramento. Mr. and Dr. Greene had gay twin sons who were in the forties. They owned a thirty-two-acre ranch where they kept four horses that they owned and boarded six other horses. One twin, John, lived in his own two-bedroom house on the Greene's ranch; the other, Steve, lived closer to town. Eddie owned a nursery and landscaping business and worked with his son Steve. Lesa was a Veterinarian and had an office at the ranch where she worked with her son, John. "I didn't sleep in my bed there either for about a month. Lesa was fine about me wetting myself. Each morning she'd come into my room, wake me with a clean change of clothes and tell me that if I wanted, I could take a shower. I guess I stopped peeing my bed after about three weeks, so I started sleeping in the bed." "Why didn't you just sleep in the bed?" "I wasn't planning on staying so I didn't want to ruin their mattress." He glanced at me. "I thought you'd come and take me away." Tears filled my eyes. "I couldn't. I didn't even know where you were." "I know. I guess I just had to wish it would happen." The Greene's were very kind and did whatever they could to make Andrew comfortable. However, his adjustment was slow and difficult. They tried to enroll him in a middle school, but he again fell into a deep depression. John, who worked at the animal clinic at the house, started home schooling Andrew. The following September Andrew was enrolled in school. "John was always really nice to me. He told me that social services believed that you and I had messed around. At first I lied and said that it never happened." "You told him we fucked around?" "Well, I guess over time he let me know that he and Steve had. So, he knew how we felt about each other. As time went on, and I guess after he started trusting me more, he told me that they're lovers." "You said that they don't live together." "Yeah, well, John usually joined us for breakfast and when he did, Steve usually came in with him. And when John wasn't with us at breakfast, I'd notice that he'd drive up to the house in the morning and come in and have coffee." "So, they didn't live together, but they slept together." "Yeah. I asked him about it once and he said that everyone knew they were brothers. They both have the same last name and they look exactly alike. He said that they thought that people in the area were fine with them being gay but would be upset if they were lovers because they were brothers." "Yeah, I get that." The summer before Andrew started high school, the Greene's were contacted by social services. A lawyer had contacted them on behalf of Andrew. He offered money monthly to help pay for the support of Andrew and the cost of tutors that would be hired from the local State College. The lawyer said that his client was wanting to provide Andrew with the tools he would need to succeed. "Seriously?" I said. "Yeah. I learned last month that that was Mr. Corbin. We knew who the lawyer was because he'd send the checks through social services, but we never knew who was giving him the money." "Wow. He never told me he was doing that." "The tutors really helped. I mean, John was good, but the tutors were like majoring in math and science and English and French. He even got me tutors to help me with my SATs." "Why did you think someone was doing this?" "We had no idea. But then when I turned eighteen, the lawyer called us. I guess social services said he could. He told us Mr. Corbin's name and he asked me what my plans were for college." I chuckled. "What?" he asked. "We sucked and fucked before we even talked about anything." "Yeah, well, I thought after we said hello, if you still wanted to mess around, you'd say that we could only after we talked, like when we were kids Ð homework first then we can fuck." I laughed. "So, what are your plans?" "I know what you're plans are." "How?" "Paul told me that you're going to med school and that you want to be a pediatrician. I think that's great. You'll make a great kid's doctor." "It kind of scares me. I don't know if I'm smart enough." "Seriously," he said staring at me. "Fuck, you were always good in science. I bet you got all A's." "Mostly, yeah, but that's college. Not med school. But what about you? Tell me." "I'm going to UC Davis. They have a great pre-veterinarian program there and then they have one of the best veterinarian school." "You want to be a vet? That's great." "Yeah. Lesa was a great vet. I used to hang out with her and John all the time." "Was?" "She got pancreatic cancer two years ago. She died like in seven months after she found out." "Oh wow. That sucks." "Yeah. I mean I was sad, but John and Steve fell apart. They just put the ranch up for sale. John is now working with his dad and Steve. They want to meet you. John said he doesn't even know you and he loves you," he said and smiled. "You'll really like them, and Ed is great." "So, when do you have to be Davis?" "We're on quarters. So not until Sept 18th for orientation." "Oh cool. Fuck, I start classes next week. We're on semesters. But you'll be here for almost a month," I said smiling. "You think you can deal with me for a month?" "You mean sex." He laughed. I said, "Bring it on." We kissed. My cock was semi-hard but as soon as he pressed his tongue against mine, my cock got rock hard. We kissed and rolled around on the bed. He pulled back and smiled. "What?" I said. He swung around. I was lying on my back. He straddled me and began sucking my cock. I pressed his hips downward and let his balls rest on my face. I took a deep breath and took in the smell of his junk. I sucked on his balls and licked his taint. Neither of us had gotten up after we fucked each other, so he was wet with my cum. I licked hungrily, working my way to his butt crack. I buried my face in his ass and licked. He moaned loudly and pulled my legs upward and then buried his face in my ass. I pressed my finger deep into his ass. He did the same to me. I licked his balls and then took his cock into my mouth. We sucked each other I felt fevered with desire for his cum. I had not been one to deep throat Paul, Martin or Ben, but I had Andrew's entire cock sliding over my tongue. He began thrusting and moaning. I moaned in anticipation of his load. To my surprise, he turned and straddled my chest. "I want to see you when I come," he said and pressed his cock back into my mouth. "I've jerked off hundreds of times thinking about fucking your mouth. But when I come, I want to jerk off on your tongue. I want to see my load in your mouth before you swallow." My cock was pulsing. I smiled. "Bring it on." He pressed his cock past my lips and began thrusting. We stared at each other as he moved his cock over my tongue and into my throat. I ran my hands over his abs and pecs. His body was hard. "Oh fuck, Jason," he moaned. "I'm going to come." He pulled his cock from my mouth and began stroking. I opened wide and stuck out my tongue. As he stoked, he ran his cock head over my tongue, always staring down at me. As his cum filled my mouth I, too, moaned. I didn't swallow. He wiped his cock head clean on my tongue. He looked into my mouth. "Don't swallow yet." I nodded. He lay on me and began kissing me, sucking at my tongue. Soon cum was all over our lips. I was thrusting up against him. "I'm get close," I moaned. The taste and smell of his cum had me crazy with desire. He spun around and took me into his mouth. "Oh fuck," I call out. "Fuck." I came and came hard and he took my load. Then he turned around again and we kissed, my load still in his mouth. We kissed and licked and swallowed until we were clean of cum. "Fuck, Andrew. Fuck." "I've been watching porn and taking notes. I have all kinds of ideas." I laughed. We held each other. "Do you think that someday you and I will be like Steve and John?" he asked. "How so?" "You know, lovers?" "Do you think you'd want that?" "I think so. I mean I know we'll be like almost a hundred miles apart and going to school. I think I'd like to fuck with other guys for a while, but I feel like I'll always want to be with you. That's why I changed my name." "What? What's your name?" "Well it's still Andrew," he said and chuckled. "But after John told me about not being able to live with John because people knew they were brothers, I asked if I want to be your lover when I grew up would it be better if I didn't have our last name. He said, `for sure'. Since we don't have family, really no one is going to know we're brothers unless we tell them." I was shocked and at first upset but then I guess it all made sense to me, because I had wondered about people knowing that we were brothers, but I had never thought about a name change. "What's your name?" "Andrew Di Simona." "Di Simona. Sounds Italian. Where did you get that from?" "It was Lesa's name before she got married. I asked her if it would be okay. She loved the idea. So, all my stuff is in that name; driver's license, social security stuff and school stuff." "But what would have happened if I came looking for you. I wouldn't know your new name." "Social services have me under our name and they knew that we'd be wanting to find each other." "Wow." I started feeling excited by the idea that we could possible someday be lovers." "We don't have to if you don't want," he said. "We can always just be brothers who have sex sometimes." "No," I said. "I mean. Well, you're saying it can be a possibility. We could do it and no one would know." "Right. I mean when I did it, John said he was sure you'd still be able to find me and I'd be able to find you and that I could always change it back, but this way if we were lovers, we wouldn't be in the situation they were in." "I get it," I said. He rested his head on my chest. "Even if we're not lovers when we get older," he said. "We'll never get separated again, right?" "For sure. Never." His having his head on my chest reminded me of when we were kids. I smiled when he said, "When we were kids, I'd wake up in the middle of the night and I'd put my head on your chest and listen to your heartbeat and you breathing. It always made me feel safe." I ran my fingers through his hair. "You make me feel safe too." I kept stroking his head. Then I felt him fall asleep. Tears filled my eyes and rolled off my face as I thought about how much I had missed him. I closed my eyes and soon I was asleep also. When I woke, he was staring at me and playing with my cock. He said, "I'm hungry." "For dick or food." He laughed. "Food." "Me, too," I said, getting up. "He started to put his underwear on. "You don't have to do that. No one is coming today. Besides, we can go for a swim first and then I'll make us dinner." Getting out of the pool, Andrew said, "It's your birthday. Can't we go out for dinner. I can pay. We can have pizza." I smiled at him. "It's hard to believe that having that for dinner on your birthday was so special." "It was and I have it every year on my birthday." I smiled. "Let's go. I know of a really good place." We dressed and went to my favorite pizza parlor and order my favorite; extra cheese and Italian sausage. After dinner we went to a bakery and bought two cupcakes and ate them on the way home. "You seem quiet," Andrew said. "Just thinking." "About?" I sighed. "What you said about us being lovers." "If you don't want it to be, that's okay. I just want us always to be together. John and Steve are lovers and I just thought. It's was just a maybe if you want." "I'm good with it. I wish we could do it now, but I can't." "I talked to John about it. He said that he and Steve messed around when they were young, like us. Then they each went to different colleges and messed around with other guys. John said he had a boyfriend for about a year. Then they graduated and came home and started working with the parents and they still kind of dated other guys, but they always went back together and realized they wanted to be together. But that they could never live together. John said it just got complicated. So, all I'm saying is that if that happens with us, maybe it won't be complicated." "I get it. I'm not weird about anything other than making believe you're not my brother. Andrew, I love you more than anyone. And I love that you're my brother. It makes me sad that I'd have to make believe you're not." We walked without speaking. Andrew said, "I guess I fucked up. All I could think about was being with you. I do anything to be with you. I can change my name back." I chuckled. "I don't care about your name. I kind of like it. I hate that I have Mom's name. Maybe I'll change my name to yours." He chuckled. "I guess what I did was stupid." "No. Andrew. I get where you're coming from. I wish we could just be lovers today and forever." "I've only been with you and this guy at school and that was short, and he kept saying he was straight." "I get it. You want to fuck around." "Yeah, I guess. But not fall in love with anyone." "Yeah, I guess I want that too for a while. Fuck around and not fall in love." We drove back to the house. "Can we take a swim?" Andrew asked. "We can do whatever you want." We undressed and dove into the pool. We held each other and kissed. "I want you to just sit," Andrew said pointing to a lounge chair, "and let me give you head." I stepped out of the pool, my hard cock swinging as I walked. I sat down. He knelt in front of me and ran his hands up my thighs. "I've been dreaming about this for years." "This and fucking my face and ass," I said and smiled. "That too and getting fucked until I can't walk." We laughed. He put his mouth on my cock and gave me one of Andrew's blowjobs. He licked, kissed and sucked at my cock. He ran his tongue down the shaft to my balls over and over. I stared down at him and watched him enjoying my cock. I wanted us to be lovers. I felt sad about taking time and us having to lie about being brothers. But I knew I'd do anything to make it happen. I relaxed and enjoyed watching him make love to my cock and how he slowly got me to my climax over and over until I begged to come.