Date: Sat, 2 Nov 2019 08:18:58 -0500
From: Jake Stone <studbluecollar@gmail.com>
Subject: Seth, Part 1 (Incest)

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Seth, Part 1::

The call I've been waiting for for over eight years finally came...

Riley O'Conner here. I'm 22 and just graduated from college. I just
received a degree in electrical engineering from the University of
Texas at San Antonio and I did it in four years. It was quite an
achievement as it seems everyone else was taking their time. Not me. I
wanted it done. Kept me busy but left little time for a social life. I
had part of it paid for with an athletic scholarship and the rest was
paid for by a college fund my parents had set up for me years ago. I
could have lived at home but I opted for the dorms. I did spend many
weekends at the house however. I was a really good wrestler in high
school so I was welcomed on the University's team for the four years I
was in college. I did well but I wasn't awesome. I was adequate.

But while I didn't exactly excel, the way I thought I should, in
sports I did in academics. My GPA ended up being a 3.7. Better than
above average. Well, I guess I did alright in sports as well, just
wasn't the team captain or anything. It kept me in shape and kept my
mind sharp. Also kept me close to my teammates. Nothing better than
the feel and scent of an athletic male. Lucky thing for me hard-ons
weren't as unusual in wrestling as they are in other sports.

Before I tell you everything that happened and what led to the call
I'll tell you a little about me. I'm 5'7" and 175 pounds of lean
muscle. Curly dark hair with green eyes. I've been told I'm easy on
the eyes but I don't put much stock into it. I guess I have that "All
American" young athletic look to me. A nice round bubble butt and a
respectable 7" cock. I have a smooth stacked body and the one liberty
I allow myself is to show it off a bit. Tighter cloths, tank tops,
etc... When I was in the dorms I loved hanging out in my underwear or
shorts with the guys on my team. I never have come out but I do like
the bonds I had with my buds. And I never played with anyone even
though I think my buds knew I sort of wanted to. I never made a move.
I'm sort or regret it now and then.

My collection of dildos kept me satisfied during my school career and
after. I knew that if I ever did do anything, with another man, I
would be an insatiable bottom as my sessions with the dildos were
long. I'd popper up and fuck myself silly. Sometimes thinking
exclusively of Seth.

My story starts way before college, and what led to the phone call,
but while I was in college a lot of events also transpired. My father
died when I was 17 and then my mother during my second year in
college. They left me their colonial home and half of the rest of
their estate. It wasn't exactly a fortune but it's definitely buying
me time to figure out what I want to do with my degree. The other half
went to my brother, Seth, but it is in a trust with me as the
executor.

Seth is in prison. He was sentenced about the time I was entering high
school. I was 14 and he was 22. His sentence was for 15 years. It was
his first offense but the judge threw the book at him. The sentence is
actually stated as 15 to 25 years but his lawyer said at the time if
he kept his nose clean he would get out in 7 or 8 years. And it had
been just over 8 years when I received the call.

Before Seth found all this trouble he was my hero. Well he still is.
We were about as close as two brothers could be considering our age
difference. Seth was eight when I was born. Obviously I was an
accident. But instead of being a resentful only child Seth smothered
me with love and insisted that he help take care of me. So my mother
told me anyway. He was like that until he went away. Always my
protector and best friend.

We had a pretty large house on Aspen Creek Drive in Inwood and we had
our own rooms but shared the bathroom in between them. A Jack and Jill
set up I guess. The bathroom only had doors into our rooms not into
the hall. There was a guest bathroom for that. So the only way into
our bathroom was through the bedroom doors. So it was pretty private
for the most part.

When I was younger my parents always found me in Seth's bed. Sometimes
Seth wouldn't even know it. I would just go from my room to his room
through the bathroom. I always said I had a nightmare or was scared
and everyone accepted it. But the real reason was I just wanted to be
close to Seth. Close to the warmth of his body and the scent. The
masculine scent of Seth. Even as a young teen he would have a
masculine scent.

When Seth was around 14 or 15 he started to sleep in the nude without
really announcing it. It just happened. But he never even flinched
when he first found me in his bed curled up to his naked body. It was
so normal to him that I had come into his bed by then that he didn't
care. We had seen each other in all states of dress and undress. But
soon after I had discovered that he slept nude I had to be like my big
brother. Seth woke up one morning to find me curled up against him
again naked. I looked up and he had a perplexed look on his face for a
couple of seconds and then shrugged his shoulders and pulled me in for
a cuddle. After that things were pretty care free in our 'suite'. Our
parents stopped coming in unannounced after Seth was 14. They gave us
all sorts of privacy.

I alternated sleeping with Seth until when I was around 12 it almost
came to a grinding halt. He was twenty by then, and a father to boot,
so he had a talk with me just before bed one night right after he got
home from work. He let out a deep sigh and then said, "Riley, dude, as
much as I like to wake up with you next to me I think we have to
chill. I don't know Bubba. It seems sort of weird and stuff. But I
love you man. You and Cullen are the only people I really care about
in this world. Trust me."

I was really upset. Seth was everything to me. I always hated his
girlfriends, especially Stacy, but I loved Cullen. I replied, "Just
one more time then. Just tonight." he let out another deep breath and
agreed.

In his senior year in high school Seth was playing varsity football, I
went to all his games with my parents, he played football all four
years of high school, and was dating one of the cheerleaders in his
Junior and Senior years. Stacy. In the fall of that year he got her
pregnant and right after graduation they had a son. It was no real
shock. Seth was a viral stud and Stacy had a bit of that sexuality
about her. OK, to me, she was a slut. Her parents were disappointed
but took it in stride. Our parents seemed to just accept it. I became
an uncle at 10.

Stacy's parents helped to raise the boy, Cullen, and Seth hasn't seen
him since he was in prison. Since Cullen was four. Cullen is now 12
and looks more like his dad everyday. I've actually been included in
helping to care for Cullen. I am the one that gets him to little
league and has helped him develop into a young athelete. He chose
baseball himself and I supported him the best I could since Seth
wasn't around. Before mom died she enjoyed seeing her grandson. So we
made it a point to have him for a weekend here and there.

But back to that night. The last night I was supposed to sleep with
Seth. Seth had just finished a shift at the warehouse he was working
at during college. He was tired and I could tell he didn't want to
argue about where I was going to sleep. So I had a small victory. I
had stripped down and dove into bed before he could change his mind.
When he slipped out of his cloths he sniffed his pit and said, "I
might need a shower".

"You don't have to." I said in my smallest voice with a hopeful smile
on my lips.

Seth just gave a grin and said, "You're the only one on earth who
likes how I smell. Well besides me." he said with a chuckle. And it
was true. He had caught me more than a few times sniffing him or his
cloths. And I've caught him with his nose in his own pit while he
jerked off. "Fine" Seth said and got into bed. Then he lifted his arm
to pull me in for a cuddle before going to bed. I thanked the heavens
every night that Seth kept himself natural. And I followed in his
footsteps even to this day.

But this time I did something I've never done. I never dared. But
since I agreed this would be our last night I had to take the chance.
I put my nose right in his right pit and then stuck my tongue out.
"Riley! What are you doing?" Seth said in shock almost pulling away.

"I'm sorry" I said almost ready to cry. Seth saw the look on my face
and he softened.

"Look. This is sort of why I thought we should chill with the sleeping
together. I could tell you wanted more." Seth said in a very calm
voice.

"You could?" I asked looking up at him with tears coming down my face.
I wasn't really crying but the tears were flowing.

"Yes. And look.  I love you so much I would probably let you. Guys
don't usually totally do a lot for me. I mean I've experimented and
had fun with some buds. I sort of had a thing with the quarter back in
high school. OK, maybe that's a bit of a lie. I shouldn't lie to you.
Truth is I'm bi, but anyway, I'll tell you about that when you're
older. But I would let you do anything you want. That's why I thought
we should stop before I get into trouble. I would do anything for you
Riley. I would let you do anything to me. And when you started
sleeping naked with me I was hard all the time. That's why I always
turned away." Seth admitted.

"Can I see?" was all I said with my eyes opened wide. Seth laughed.

"I knew it. I have a little perv for a little brother. But I'm afraid
I won't be able to get rid of you, out of this bed, if I show you what
you do to me."  Seth reasoned.

I thought about it for a minute and then said, "Would that be so bad?"

Seth looked at me for a minute while he thought. He let out a long
breath and sighed. Then he pulled me in for a hug and kissed me on the
forehead. "No that wouldn't be bad at all. Not at all." Then he backed
up and looked at me again and gave me a quick little kiss on the lips.
I was in heaven. "You're only 12 buddy."

"I'm thirteen in like days" I argued.

Seth laughed and said, "Still a total minor. I could get into trouble
just sleeping naked with you. Even though our parents accepted it
years ago. So I guess they won't report me for that."  Seth laid his
head back hard on the pillow with his arm still around me. " But I've
been fighting touching you since I was 15. You were only 8 but it
wasn't really about sex, then, it was just about touching you and
holding you. You're like my mini me. You're the same as me. I have a
feeling we're both a bit twisted."

Seth's hand went down to my butt then. It was the first time he ever
touched my butt like that.  He caressed the left cheek while thinking.
It was like he didn't even realize what his hand was doing. I was so
excited that I was totally hard against his thigh. If he noticed he
didn't say anything.

"I love you Riley. More than any other dude I know loves his brother.
It's really confusing. I wouldn't be able to live without you in my
life. But we have to chill man. And yes I would miss you being in bed
with me. I would totally miss it." Seth admitted.

"Then why do we have to stop. If you don't want me to touch you I'll
do that but I just want to be close to you." I was quietly begging him
to reconsider.

"I'll have to move out some time Bubba. I'm twenty. I have a kid.
Can't live at home forever." Seth said with a smirk.

"Why not. I know mom and dad wouldn't mind you staying here for ever.
They would love it if Cullen moved in. I would love it as well." I
replied. Seth smiled and then yawned. I knew it was time to be quite
and go to sleep. He pulled me closer knowing how to get me to sleep.

We went to sleep that night. Well I went to sleep before him. His
warmth put me under almost before I could keep arguing my point.

We never did stop sleeping with each other after that. Nothing but
caressing ever happened except for the occasional kiss here and there.
He was even more carefree about kissing me on the lips. No tongue of
course. But I loved being with Seth in what ever capacity he allowed.
I could tell he was having an inner struggle with himself. Like he
didn't understand what he was feeling towards me.

Seth's social life came to a stand still after Cullen came along. He
and Stacy were pretty cold to each other. Seth picked up Cullen from
her parents whenever he could. But a lot changed for Seth after high
school. But he did manage to get a couple of years of college under
his belt. Stacy was his last girlfriend that I knew of however.

Seth was one of the reasons I got into wrestling. He was a constant
fan and coach. I started as early as I could, I think I was around 5,
and I became pretty good. He cheered me on even at those first few
meets I had in high school. His football days were over but he kept
himself in shape by helping me keep in shape. It was obvious early
that football wasn't in my future due to my height.

But all that didn't seem to matter after he got arrested. He didn't
really need the money. Our father was a lawyer and our mother was a
professor with tenure at the university. But he had bought some weed
cheap and figured he could sell what he didn't want. Unfortunately he
sold it to a minor in a sting operation. Yes it was just weed. But
eight years ago it wasn't legal yet in half the country and the judges
were still being harsh. Our father thought that Seth was being made an
example of because he was our father's son. My dad had friends and
enemies that wore the robe. Obviously this was one of the enemies.
Seth decided not to appeal. For whatever reason I never knew. But my
dad told me once that if he appealed and lost he would get a worse
sentence.

I visited him as often as I could at Three Rivers. I also wrote to him
once a week. I don't want him to lose the connection we have. No
matter what happened he's still sort of my hero.  His straight hair
was also brown with green eyes. But he was almost 6 feet tall and
weighed about 200 pounds. Muscular and thick like you would expect
from a former football player that tries to stay in shape. The brown
hair and eyes were the only things we really had in common. His chest
was hairy where mine was smooth. He would always be a stud in my book.
His easy going manner. His brooding good looks. Almost like a young
Marlon Brando.

Stacy has been an on again off again parent. She loves the boy but she
also keeps her distance letting her folks actually raise him. But her
folks are getting on in years also. Rumors had risen a couple years
ago that Stacy is hanging with a thug and might be on drugs. But I
haven't been able to confirm any of that. I certainly don't ask her
folks about it. That was before Seth got out.

Anyway the day came when I received a phone call from Seth. It was
collect of course but I always accepted the charges. Seth explained
that he was being moved to a halfway house. He had to stay there for
three months and then he would be out on probation. He said I could
visit as often as I wanted and wondered if I could bring Cullen once
in a while. I of course agreed to all of it.

So here we are at the present. Seth's stay in the halfway house was
successful. He maintained a good record and was set to be released
soon. I was able to bring Cullen there every week and Seth was finally
getting to know his son again. And Cullen was getting to know his
father. Stacy's parents were actually glad that Seth and Cullen were
getting along. By this time Stacy had left with the other guy. Just
left Cullen with her parents. They hadn't heard from her in six
months.

Stacy's mother actually said to me that it might be a good idea for
Cullen to live with his father after Seth is settled. Stacy's mother
and father had all but written her off by then. I agreed.

So a week before Seth was to leave the half way house he called me.
"Riley where am I going to go? I've been in jail so long I don't know
what to do."

"What do you mean where are you going to go? You're coming home." I
was shocked that he didn't think that way.

"That's your house now Riley. Not mine. I don't want to be an intruder
in your life." I couldn't believe he was being serious.

"Listen to me Seth. Mom left me the house because you weren't here.
But she said to me to always remember that it was our family's home
and made me promise that I would always welcome you and Cullen here.
But all that doesn't even matter. I had the house put in both our
names weeks ago. When you went into the half way house. It's your
house too Seth. And the only beneficiary is Cullen. If we sell it the
decision will be made as a family." I laid it all out in black and
white.

"You did that? For me?" Seth said in a bewildered voice.

"I would still do anything for you big brother." I was firm.

A gasp of emotion left Seth's mouth and then he simply said, "Can you
pick me up on Friday then? At 3 PM?" he asked still unsure.

"I'll be waiting outside." I said with excitement. My Seth was finally
coming home.

"I want to see Cullen but at first can it just be us at the house? I'm
not sure what being out will be like. I don't want to scare Cullen.
Maybe have dinner with him and then send him home for a few days? I'll
need to adjust. They said it might be hard for a little while. I don't
know what it will be like..." Seth sounded really worried.

"Of course Seth. Whatever you need. But you won't be able to get rid
of me." I made it clear. He sort of chuckled into the phone along with
a slight sob. "I'm beginning to understand that. Thank you." he said.
He was clearly getting emotional about coming home. Both our parents
were buried while he was inside. He couldn't get out for the funerals.
It was really a sad situation when you think about it.

Before Friday came around I made arrangements with Cullen's
grandparents and his school for him to be with me that day. Cullen,
after finally getting to know his dad for the past few months, was
excited as well.

I slept in Friday morning, worked out from 11 AM till one and then ate
a small lunch. I wasn't sure what Seth would want to eat so I didn't
want to be full. I took a quick shower and then put on some cargo
shorts, commando of course, as I've done for years, a tank top and
flip flops. Then I went to Cullen's school and got him out a wee bit
early. It was 2:30 when we on our way. "Gram said I could come live
with you and dad if I wanted to. Is that true?" Cullen asked on the
way to the half way house.

"It's true buddy. It's all up to you. I haven't told your dad about
that yet but if you want to you can. I know your dad would be very
happy." I gave him a happy grin. "Everything is going to be the way it
always should have been Cullen. I love you and your dad more than
anyone. So it only makes sense we're all together. But it's up to
you."

"Well if dad wants me to I will." was all Cullen said. I made a mental
note to talk to Seth first thing about this so he doesn't say the
wrong thing to his son.

"Sounds good buddy. But remember. Your dad needs to chill for a few
days. So we're going to go to dinner and then I'm taking you back to
gram's ok? Don't pressure your dad yet. He's a bit stressed about
being out. You good with that?" Cullen knew all this already but I
wanted to make it clear.

"Yes Uncle Ry. I know." he said while rolling his eyes. It's true I
had been over this with him a few times. But he's young and might let
his excitement overrule common sense.

"Just want to be sure buddy." I chuckled and continue to the half way house.

We got there at precisely at 3PM. Seth was waiting out front. He was
wearing the old jeans I brought him from home, that seemed a bit tight
on him, and a tight wife beater (unfortunate nick name for the type of
undershirt but an easy way to identify it) that didn't quite get to
the top of his jeans. He also had on the new work boots I had brought
him a few weeks ago. The jeans were worn in all the right places and
accentuated his manhood well. He looked absolutely breathtaking. My
big brother could melt anyone's heart the way he looked. Especially
mine. His masculinity seemed to be seeping out of his pores. And the
additional muscle he put on inside didn't hurt.

It was really hot outside, Texas heat, and I could see a sheen of
sweat layer his skin and start to soak the wife beater. It just made
him look that much more attractive to me. I could tell from here his
scent was going to make me hard.

Cullen got out of the back seat and went and hugged his dad before I
even finished putting the car in park. I couldn't blame him at all. I
wanted to hug Seth as well. I wanted whatever Seth would let me have.

Seth was squatting on the sidewalk talking to Cullen with a big smile.
And then hugged him again before he stood up and put his hand through
the boys hair. He then led Cullen back to the car and put him in the
back seat. I popped the truck so Seth could throw his meager
belongings in before he came to the front seat.

When Seth sat down and closed the door he looked over at me with a
tear forming at his right eye. "You got a hug for your big brother?"
he asked.

My own tears were starting as well. I chuckled and threw myself around
him. I hugged him tight. "Don't ever leave us again." I said softly
into his ear hoping Cullen couldn't hear me.

"Not planning on it." he whispered back. "When you said I could come
home you answered all my prayers. I would never have assumed it was
still possible without you telling me. I love you Ry."

We released each other and I put one hand on the steering wheel. After
I moved the gear shift to drive Seth took my hand off the shift and
held it.  "Thank you for coming for me Riley. Thank you for bringing
my son." I looked at him before taking my foot off the brake and
smiled not knowing what to say. He held my hand all the way to the
restaurant. I was sure it was just for human connection and nothing
more but I let my imagination go wild.

We went to a fast food place. Seth didn't want to make a big deal out
of dinner and he really wasn't dressed for anything fancy so we went
someplace Cullen would enjoy. Cullen had all sorts of questions for
Seth and Seth answered them the best he could. Then Cullen asked, "Can
I live with you and Uncle Ry?" I gave him a disappointed look and he
quickly turned red.

Seth winced for a moment and then smiled, "Let me get settled bud and
then I'll talk with your grandparents. I haven't seen them in a long
time. But we'll get there ok? Be patient."

"I know dad. Uncle Ry has been telling me to be patient for a while.
You let me know when dad and then I'm all in. We could be like the
three musketeers!" Cullen said excitedly.

Seth and I laughed with him and Seth just said, "That would be cool
son" and then put his arm around the boy and pulled him in for a hug.
I thought for a moment I saw Cullen actually sniff his dad. But I just
chalked it up to my imagination because of what I wanted to do. What I
did do when I was his age. Is he like me?

We dropped Cullen off at his grandparent's house. They actually came
out to say hello to Seth and welcome him home. It was short but they
were kind. No mention was made of Stacy. I had already filled Seth in
on my visits anyway. There was no need to pour salt into her parents
wounds.

When we got to the house Seth just sat in the car and stared at it for
a few minutes. "It's going to be weird without them here." he then
said.

"Tell me about it. Come on bud. Let's get you settled" I said as I
slapped him on the arm.

"You got any beer?" he asked me nervously.

"Of course man. And more than a couple of steaks if we get hungry
again. We have enough supplies that we won't have to do anything the
entire weekend if we don't want." I said.

"Sounds perfect man. I need time to get used to this." was all he said
as he grabbed his gear out of the trunk and then followed me into the
house.

I hadn't changed much around the house. It was just me the last couple
of years, when I wasn't at the dorms, so the same old furniture was
there in all the main rooms. Time had taken its toll. The living room
set had to be 25 years old. Older than me. "It's all the same" Seth
looked around in amazement. "Just looks older."

"Well I really didn't take the time to do much. But I will confess
that I cleared out their old bedroom. All it has in it is a weight
bench and some weights. I couldn't bear to go in there with their
stuff still there. I hope you don't mind." I said to Seth as he looked
around. The master bedroom was on the first floor. It was supposed to
have been a den of sorts but our parents liked being on the first
floor, especially as they got older, and used the original master
bedroom as a guest room. The den had a bathroom and they had converted
the wet bar into a small walk in closet.

"Gosh no. I understand totally Bubba" he hadn't called me that in
years. I was struck with warmth from the sound of it.

He walked over to where the master bedroom was and peeked inside. It
was as bare as I promised. I even ripped out the carpet and what was
left was a tired wooden floor. He just stared in there for a moment
and then let out a sigh. He turned to me and said, "It's hot in here."
It was but I was used to it. His wife beater was soaked though and his
scent was thick in the warm air.

"Yeah, I keep it at 80 when I'm not home. 78 at night to help sleep.
You mind? We could cool it down if you want." I offered.

"Nah, let's just have a few brews. That will keep my mind off of the
heat and the ghosts." he chuckled, "I'll just find some shorts. My
cloths still in my room?"

"Your room is just as you left it. I've slept in there though and
usually let Cullen have my room. I'll move back to it now though" I
said with regret.

"Let's just play it by ear bro. No need to make any decisions this
weekend. I could really use that beer. I'll go up and put on some
shorts and meet you back in the living room. Ok?" he said as he headed
up the stairs.

I was sort of floored the way he responded. He didn't even question me
using his room. It was as if he never left. But, still, there was
something different. I couldn't put my finger on it. So I just went
into the kitchen and grabbed some brews and brought them back to the
living room. As I was sitting on the couch Seth came in in some old
mesh gym shorts, obviously sans underwear, with his wife beater still
on. The shorts were a bit tighter on him then they used to be.

He plopped down on the couch a foot away from me and grabbed a beer
off the table. "Damn it's been a long time. Budweiser long necks. I'm
proud of you little bro.", then he took a long pull of the beer, "Damn
that's good. Missed that.", then he put his arm on the back of the
couch. His sweaty pit on display. He looked at me and grinned with a
tear falling on the left side of his face. "My little brother all
grown up. Look at you. I know I've seen you on your visits. But in our
house, where I last saw you as a 14 year old, it's so different. Damn
it's hot in here." he gave a nervous giggle.

"You want me to turn down the air?" I asked again, not knowing what
else to say, wondering what was going through his mind.

"No. I'm fine. It's not just the temperature. We should talk though.
Can I take off my shirt?" Seth asked. He was all over the place.
Unsure of himself. I never remembered him like this.

"Of course. Get comfortable. You're home now. Be yourself." I responded quickly.

Seth almost tore off his wife beater. He was sweating. With the
raising of his arms and movement his musk filled the room. He threw
what was left of the shirt across the room. "I've always hated cloths.
You remember?"

"Well yeah. You slept naked. Never wore underwear. I always copied
you." I replied.

"Yeah? I guess you did. You always looked up to me and then I let you
down." Seth said and then looked at the floor. His bare feet rubbing
against the hardwood. Sitting in a relaxed pose. His left arm on the
back of the couch. His right holding his beer. His gym shorts tight
against his crotch. Looking more appealing than he should to his
little brother.

"Let me down? Never. You might have fucked up but you never let me
down. Maybe you only let yourself down. But I'm still here Seth." I
put my hand on his forearm. The one that laid on the back of the
couch. "Let me get us another round.  But if you need to lay down let
me know. If any of this gets to you need to let me know. I'm here to
help you in anyway I can." I got up and went to the kitchen.

When I got back he was still in the same position. He smiled at me and
indicated for me to sit down. "I need to be upfront with you Ry. I've
changed a bit. I had an interesting cell mate for three years of the
8. He was paroled a couple of years before me. He was younger. 19 when
we became roommates. 22 when he left."

"Oh? What was he like?" I asked.

"Well. He was a lot like you. His name was Jess. We confided in each
other. It seems he missed his older brother a lot. That I reminded him
of him. We slept in the same bunk, naked, like you and I used to. Like
he and his brother did. But Riley...." he stopped.

"Yes?" I thought I knew where this was going.

"I did things to him that I always wanted to do to you. Things he did
with his older brother. I sort of used him I guess. I think he used me
too. Both of us substituting for our brothers.  But I didn't love him.
I want to tell you everything. You might not want me to stay if you
know the whole truth." Seth explained.

"I doubt that brother. You have no idea of the extent that I have
missed you. I felt a part of me ripped away the day you left." I
assured him.

"Well...I fucked him Riley. Everyday. I used his ass and he worshiped
me. I grew addicted to it. When he left it was like losing you all
over again. When I fucked him I thought of you.  I'm sure you don't
want to hear something like that. But it's true. I rather lay it out
now. Let you sleep on it. Throw me out in the morning if you need to."
he looked almost scared that I would reject him.

"You thought of me?" as scared as I was to hear it it was like my
dreams had been answered.

"Yeah. Too much for you? I'm sorry." now he sounded almost hurt.

"No" was all I said.

"No? I feel like a pervert Ry. And looking at you now I'm not sure I
could keep my hands to myself. Fuck man. I don't want to ruin this. I
need another beer." he got up nervously and went into the kitchen. I
got up and followed him.

I found him with a new beer but he had both hands on the counter
staring at the bottle he had just placed there. "Seth, look at me..."
he looked up, "Nothing you say to me will ever change my mind about us
being together as a family. Nothing you've done can ever push me away
from having you in my life. I've waited too long to have you here."
The big lug leaning on the counter in just those mesh shorts looked
like a million dollars to me. He just looked at me with another tear
forming. I knew this would be emotional for him, for both of us, and I
was ready for the work it would take.

I grabbed his beer and led him back into the living room and sat him
down on the couch. I sat down right next to him. He lifted his arm and
put it around my shoulders. "I do love you Ry. More than I should."
his moist pit on my shoulder, flesh to flesh, felt warm and wet. It
felt so good. I leaned back onto the couch, onto his arm, and sighed.

"I've always loved you Seth. You know that." then he pulled me into a
hug and sobbed. And then a torrent of emotion came out of him. I held
him for a long time. Letting him get it all out. Eight years of being
locked up. Missing our parents deaths. Missing his son growing up.
Missing me. I let him get it all out.

By the time his emotions leveled out it was 9 PM. We had sat on the
couch holding each other for a couple of hours. Not even really
talking. I could tell he didn't want to let go. I didn't want him to
either. I was content to be in his arms forever.

"Can we go to bed Bubba? That really took a lot out of me. I promise
I'll be better tomorrow." he said softly into my ear. The sobs were
all but gone. But I could hear the exhaustion in his voice.

"Of course. I'll lock up. There's a new toothbrush for you in the
bathroom, our old bathroom, go get yourself ready. I'll take care of
everything down here." I said not sure where I was going to sleep.

He went upstairs and I went around the house shutting off lights and
checking the doors. I put the air down so it would be easier to sleep.
Then I headed upstairs shedding my tank top as I did. Seth was right,
it was hot in here, and my pits were ripe.

I got to our bathroom and brushed my teeth. Seth seemed to already be
in bed. After I was done I went to the door to his room and said,
"I'll leave the door open. If you need me..."

"You're not coming to bed?" Seth asked sort of shocked.

"Well I thought you might want to be alone." I stammered. I saw his
mesh shorts on the floor. He was naked under those sheets.

"Absolutely not. I need my Bubba to hold. Get in here." he demanded as
he lifted the sheets to show me his beautiful body. He had a grin on
his face with hope in his eyes.

It was like a dream. I slowly made my way to the bed we had shared
years before letting my shorts fall on the way. "My god you've turned
into a stud little brother. Jess had a nice ass. He was a baseball
player in high school. But side to side you would win. Damn." Seth
said still holding up the sheet to welcome me in. I noticed his cock
wasn't hard but it wasn't totally soft either. I was a bit
apprehensive.

I climbed in in front of him. I felt the heat off of his body right
away. He put his arm around my body. My chest. And pulled me back. I
was the little spoon. I fit perfectly into his sculptured 6 foot long
body. I heard him give a long sigh. He held me tight and we both
seemed to melt into each other. Then I heard soft snoring from behind
me. I gave a little smile before I drifted off as well. As nervous as
I had been a few minutes ago all of a sudden things seemed right. Just
like they should. I drifted off.

The next morning I woke to the morning light filtering into the room
through the blinds. I was still on my side but Seth wasn't holding on
to me anymore. I turned around and he was on his back. One arm above
his head and the other under the sheet. Looked like he was holding
onto his cock. That's when I noticed two faint prison type tattoos on
his left side near his chest. I don't know why I didn't see them
yesterday. It was just two names near his heart. "Cullen" and "Riley".
That was it. But that was enough.

I turned towards him and put my head on his chest. He stirred. Then I
felt him look down and then he put his left arm around me and pulled
me in. He let out a deep breath and then said, "Good morning Bubba.
How'd you sleep?".

"Best I have in years" I replied.

"Yeah me too. I could lay here all day." Seth said pulling me in closer.

"I wouldn't mind." I cuddled my head into his chest. Rubbing my cheek
on his pec. His chest hair felt so good.

His left hand was traveling up and down my back. Following my spine. I
pushed my ass out when he got to my lower back but his hand went back
up. I felt like a whore. Rejected. But then his hand went back down. A
bit lower. To the top of my crack. Then back up. He was teasing me? Or
was he just unaware what he was doing to me? How could he not know
that I wanted more. He used to know that.

My cock was hard but it wasn't up against him so he wouldn't know. I
couldn't tell if he was or not because his hand was still covering his
junk. It could have been along his forearm hiding behind it.

I looked up at him and he looked down at me at the same time. I gave
him a quick kiss on the lips. Like we used to do when he was home. He
smiled. A question formed in his eyes. But he left it there. Not sure
if he should rock the boat. Then he asked, "Is this ok. Us here
together naked? If it's not I understand. But beyond shorts I really
don't like to wear much. I had to wear a coverall inside. Never wore
anything under it though. It was so over sized it felt like I was
naked." he chuckled a bit, "I've always been this way Ry, I thought I
was bi before but I'm pretty much gay,  I don't want to go back to
being what is thought of as normal, I can go someplace else" he was
all over the place again. Not sure of himself.

"Look Seth" I said into his chest, "I've never been 'normal' and I
never want to be. I've known I was gay from the time I was little. And
I've always ached to be close to you. So stop saying you'll go
someplace else. You're not going anywhere." I hugged him closer and
shifted my legs up against him. I was still mostly hard but didn't
care if he felt it. I almost wanted him to.

"My little brother's all grown up. Ok. I'll stay. We'll see if you get
sick of me. Me and my stink. Never really been house broke no matter
how much mom tried." he chuckled again as his arm around me tightened
again.

"I like your stink" I blurted out.

"I know you do Bubba. You always did. But, you have a scent of your
own now, you've caught up. Smells good to me too bro. I'm holding you
and holding a man at the same time. Seems weird. Last time I held you
you were just a young teen. Now you're a stud in your own right." then
he got quite. "You still do things to me" he said as quite as he
could. I barely heard it.

We laid there for a while like that and then we both fell back to
sleep for a couple hours. The next thing I knew I was alone in bed. I
woke up with a start. His side of the bed was barely warm. He must
have been up for a while. So I jumped up in a panic. I left the
bedroom still naked.

I searched the upper floor and there was no sign of him. I ran down
the stairs and heard a noise in the kitchen. I turned and went into
the kitchen to find him preparing food. He turned and saw me and
grinned. "Good morning Bubba. I like the dress code." he had put on
his mesh gym shorts when he got up. But he pulled them off and threw
them into the corner. "I was worried you would be too shy."

"When I woke up you weren't there." was all I said as I stared at his
broad back down to his muscular glutes. I felt like I was in a trance.

He looked back again and grinned. "I'm not going anywhere Bubba. You
assured me last night and this morning. I'm here to stay. Until you
get sick of me."

"That won't happen" I said quietly still taking him in.

"I'm making breakfast. Sit down and have some coffee. It will be ready
soon." that's when I noticed that he had already made bacon and he was
scrambling eggs. There was toast on a plate and orange juice was
poured. "I was impressed at how well stocked you were."

"I went to the grocery store two days ago" I said as I sat down. I was
still nervous. This was all new to me. I may have fantasized about
days like this but I never imagined it would happen. My brawny
brother, who looked a bit like a lumber jack, was serving me breakfast
in the nude. My body didn't feel excited at the moment but I was in
awe.

As we started to eat I looked up at him and said, "What do you want to
do today" hoping he would just say he wanted to take me to bed and
ravish me.

He looked up at me and smiled. "Can we just stay home? I saw you have
an Xbox. We could just chill, you and me, and play games or
something?" he still looked tired. But still immensely attractive to
me.

"Of course. It's Cullen's Xbox. I bought it for him a couple years
ago. But I've played it with him more than enough times. Chill it is!"
I went back to cleaning my plate.

When I was done I took my plate to the sink and on the way back Seth
stopped me. He grabbed my forearm and looked up at me. "We still
good?" he asked.

"More than good." I replied. I had to go to the bathroom. Coffee kicked in.

When I was done I was unsure of the dress code. On one hand I rarely
wore cloths around the house anymore unless Cullen was here and even
then it was just shorts. Cullen was all boy and loved to be shirtless
as well. But when I was alone I loved being naked. I knew Seth was
always a free spirit and less than shy. I guess I'm the shy one after
all.

I took a chance and went out to the living room still nude. Seth was
on the couch still naked with the Xbox controller in his hand. He was
obviously trying to fumble his way through the menus. The last game
console we had when he was last home was a Wii.

He looked up and grinned at me, "This is going to take some getting
use to. Come help me."

I plopped down next to him and took the controller. I showed him
through the menus and then showed him the games we had loaded. As I
did he sat back on the couch and watched the screen as he put his arm
around my shoulder. "Start to play one for me and I'll watch for a
while" he asked.

I put on 'Battlefield V' and explained the controller as I went
through the first section. He was making it more and more difficult to
concentrate on the game though. His arm around me, his fingers rubbing
my shoulder, his scent still strong.

Then he laid back on the couch as he watched. His head on the arm rest
with one arm behind his head. He pushed one leg behind me and rested
one foot on the floor. This put his crotch right up against my hip.
His right hand went to his balls. Mindless playing with them as he
watched.

I couldn't help it. My cock started to get blood in it. I was
stumbling my words. The heat from his taint right against my hip was
so distracting. "Did you want to take over Seth?" I asked motioning
the controller towards him.

"No I'm enjoying watching you. I'll play later. It feels good just to
be here. With you." he said without taking his eyes from the screen.
As he talked the leg behind me wrapped around my back and it was like
he had his arm wrapped around me. He was hugging me with his leg.
Moving it up and down my back.   At one point his foot was on my
shoulder right next to my face. His size twelve foot with the
slightest scent to it. I remember studying Seth's feet when I was
younger and he was asleep. I was always taken with them.

"I'm sorry bro. Is this alright?" Seth broke my trance.

"What?" I answered quickly.

"I just feel so comfortable. If you're uncomfortable I'll change
positions." Seth said with a grin. He knew I was loving it. My cock
was at full attention.

"No...um...no it's fine" and just as I said it his toe was rubbing my
cheek. I looked over and saw his toes. The faint scent coming off of
them put me in a trance. I, without even thinking about what I was
doing, put my nose between his toes, sniffing.

I detected movement from Seth but I didn't look. I was afraid to. My
tongue left my mouth and I took the most apprehensive taste. Licking
between his big toe and second. Seth's other leg moved to my lap. His
calf against my crotch. I turned my head more and took his big toe
into my mouth fantasizing where his foot could have been. His
sneakers, barefoot in the dirt, the showers in prison....my mind going
places that I only did in private. The dark corners of my perversions.

I dropped the controller on the floor as I concentrated on his foot.
It felt safe. I turned away from him so I wouldn't have to look at him
just yet. I put his foot on the back of the couch as I turned away. My
back to him. I was bent down licking, nibbling and sucking on his
foot. Getting between every toe and down the arch. I had his calloused
heel fully in my mouth at one point.

"Damn baby bro. Fucking getting off on my nasty feet? Fuck. You're so
fucking perfect man. Boning up your big bro. You always wanted this
didn't you? You used to fucking worship your big bro with your eyes. I
always noticed. Now you're doing it with your fucking mouth. Fuck man.
Fucking turns me on so much." his speak was making me whimper. I was
getting off on it. It is what I always wanted to do. Not just with his
feet but with all of him. "And I always looked at that ass. That big
ass of yours. You always had a nice one man even when you were small.
I came on it a couple of times while you were asleep. Then I licked it
off." I moaned at this new revelation, "Yeah, you like that? Like
knowing that I molested you while you were asleep. Tasted your young
hole when you didn't know it?"

Fuck I was so turned on. But why didn't he do it while I was awake? I
moaned into his foot. Unconsciously lifting my ass while I did.

"I wonder if it tastes as good as it did back then" Seth said. "Even
asleep you pushed your ass into my face. Seeming to want more"

Then Seth took his foot away. He pushed me down on the couch onto my
stomach and lifted me by my hips. His face went to my ass. "But Seth I
just...."

He lifted his head, "Shhhh. I don't care." and then he dove in again.
Eating me out like he was starved. I whimpered into the cushions.

"Seeeth" I moaned. "Oh fuck Seth. Oh fuck...."

He pulled back, "Tastes better than it did. It's a man's ass now.
Although I would have still eaten your young hole. My baby bro still a
virgin?"

"Yes" I said.

"Never? Awe fuck. Why? This ass was made for fucking. Damn little
brother. I might hurt you." Seth said. I could tell he was becoming
like an animal. Needing to fuck. It was a dream of mine to take in his
raw power.

"I practice" I simply said.

"What?" he sounded confused.

Out of breath I said, "Dildos....in the drawer...."

"What drawer?" Seth was rubbing my hole with his thumb.

"Bottom drawer of your dresser." I answered still moaning to his touch.

"Where all my old high school jocks and PE cloths are?" Seth clued in.
"My fucking football jersey?"

"Yaaasss" I almost screamed out as his thumb entered me.

"You little whore. You get off on my old jocks. I never washed them.
It was bad luck. Do they still smell like me?" he was really horned up
now.

"I wish. I wish they did. I think I sucked all your stink out years
ago." I admitted. I was pushing back on his thumb.

"You fucking sucked out my stink? You worshiped my dirty jocks? You
really have wanted me all these years..." Seth sounded sort of pensive
about it.

"Yes, even when I didn't know what it meant, I wanted you." my head
was on the couch's seat cushion. I wish I could spread my legs more.
"Can we go back to bed?" I asked.

"Oh fuck yeah bro. You wanna spread for me a little more?" he asked getting up.

"Yeah" I shyly answered.

Seth bent down and picked me up like I was a baby. He carried me back
to the bedroom and gently put me on the bed. "I'm going to do
something I should have done years ago bro." he laid on top of me and
looked into my eyes. "In a few minutes I'm going to own your ass but
right now I want to our fucking mouths to dance." and he planted his
lips on mine and then pried my mouth open pushing his tongue through.
He licked my teeth and fought with my tongue. It was passionate,
masculine, rough and loving all at the same time.

After a few minutes of making out he pulled back and said, "Turn over"
but he gave me little room. He wanted me to struggle turning over
under him. Feeling my whole body rub against his. Our sweat mixing
with each others.

When I was finally on my stomach he was still on top of me. His cock
now planted in my crack. I involuntarily pushed back on it. "Not so
fast my little slut. I'm going to need to taste that again. Lube you
up with some spit. Fucking love that ass." he then slid down my body.
We were both slick with sweat. The effect he was having on me was more
than I could ever hope or wish for.

When his face got back down to my ass he lifted my hips again and this
time gently tongued my hole. Spitting in it every now and then. Then
he would try to push the spit in with his tongue. Licking around the
outer ring as well. He was driving me crazy. My ass was reacting
better than it ever had with the dildos. It was overwhelming.

"No lube the first time bro. I want you to feel every inch of me. Can
you handle it? We didn't have lube in prison. I think I almost have
you ready." he cautioned.

"Yes, do it. Fucking take it man. It's yours anyway." I yelled out.
Wanting this more than anything.

"Fuck yeah it's mine man. Always has been. Always will be. No more
dancing around me fucker. You want my cock you got it. I want your ass
I take it. No more bull shit" he said aggressively as he put his cock
head to my cunt. I was eager. I still tried to push back but he held
my hips firm. "Not so fast bro. I'm going to savor this moment. You
mine?"

"Always have been." I admitted.

"You love me?" he asked more gently.

"I love you more than you could ever realize." I said.

"Good. It's mutual. But I'm going to tear you up. Going to fucking
mark you for life. It's all about love, lust and making you mine." he
warned.

"Do it" I screamed out.

I heard him spit onto his cock when he had it at my hole. He gently
pushed in and I pushed out. I knew what to do. I have a dildo bigger
than him. But I used lube. This was going to hurt. I had to relax.
"Poppers!" I said.

"What" Seth held off for a second.

"In the drawer. Night table. I have poppers. I'll need them." I begged.

"Fucking learning more about you in the past 15 minutes than I knew my
whole life. Fuck. All this time I just thought you were my sweet
little brother. Dildos? Poppers? What kinda cock hungry slut are you?"
he said reaching into the drawer and pulling out the little brown
bottle.

"Yours" was all I said. Then I heard him take a huff of the bottle.

"Fuck. I did these once in high school. Forgot what they did to me."
he said before he took another one. Then he put the cap back on and
threw the bottle on the bed in front of my face.

Then he went back to eating my ass. He was like an animal all over
again. Attacking my hole with a vengeance. I was hoping he was ready
to fuck but the poppers gave him other ideas. He was basically pushing
his face into my crack. Snorting and growling as he licked and gnawed
at my cunt. "Mother fucker" he said into my crack, "So fucking hot.
Taste so fucking good."

I was huffing the poppers like crazy at this point. Getting myself
fucked up for the main event. I was moaning heavily when he started
spitting into my hole again. I knew he was ready now.

He stood back up on his knees and pushed the head of his cock right on
my rose bud. "Fuck this hole. My fucking hole" He said aggressively
but quietly. And then his head slipped in. It hurt but not as badly
with the poppers and his preparation. Thankfully he stayed there for a
moment.

When he felt my hips relax he slid in further. Slowly sinking in me
inch by inch. I felt his sweat hitting my back. His scent was pungent.
So was mine. The sex smells and ours were mixing. The poppers. I
couldn't get enough.

Then I felt his pubes on my ass cheeks. He was all the way in. Planted
in my ass. Finally. After all these years. It fit so right like it
belonged in there. He let it rest as he caressed by hips and sides.
His hands going up to my pits and petting the wet hairs. "Little bro
stinks like a man. Like his big bro. Fucking love it man. I won't be
able to get enough of you now. I'm sorry but I'm already hooked." he
said as he brought the fingers of his right hand to his nose and
smelled them. Then he licked the fingers. "Love your fucking pits bro
almost as much as I love your ass."

"It's all yours." I grunted.

"Fuck yeah it is." he said as he started to back his cock out. Then he
slowly put it in. Then back out. "Gonna have you ready bro. Gonna tear
it up. You ready?"

He didn't want for an answer. I didn't expect him to. He grabbed on to
my hips and started fucking me with abandonment. I held the poppers to
my nose. Breathing as much of the nasty chemicals as I could.

He fucked me hard after that  but he didn't last long. Years of pent
of desire for me pushed him over quickly. I felt him stiffen and shake
as he unloaded a huge load into me. I shot to. Without touching
myself.

He pulled me tight against him and brought us down to our sides
staying in me. He was still hard. He held me as he rotated his cock
now and then letting me know we were still connected. "Fucking bred
you bubba. Feel my load swishing around? Feels so good."

I just moaned and whimpered a bit. Rotating my hips and working my ass
muscles keeping him inside.

"Jess used to go get another inmate to fuck him and bring his sloppy
ass back to our cell. He knew it turned me on. Knowing he let him self
be used to get me horned up. You ever think about thinks like that?"
Seth was obviously still in the moment. Just coming once didn't make
him less horny.

"You want someone else to fuck me?" I asked. But I wasn't shocked. I
mulled over the idea. I had often thought of all my team mates taking
my ass in groups. I wish I had been less shy in college. Been more
adventurous.

"Not yet. Not until I get my fill of everything I missed. But someday
if you want to come home with your ass filled I wouldn't be upset." he
started moving in and out of me again, "Loaning out your ass would
make me so hot. I may want to watch." he pushed me back down on the
bed on my stomach and got on top of me. He pulled back my hips.
"Nothing like a used cunt. Cum dripping out of it. Another man's cum
stinking up the space between us."  He was really getting into the
fantasy. Or was it a plan? I wasn't sure.

"I love you Ry. I hope you can handle me" he said as he sped up.

"I love you too" I grunted out. Meaning every word. I didn't care how
twisted he was or what he wanted to do with me. I was his and I waited
a long time.

This took longer and it was just as satisfying as the first time. Even
more so. After he came that second time he fell out his cock
exhausted. It had lost half it's hardness. But as I snuggled into Seth
I took hold of his cock. Caressing and loving it. "Looks like little
Seth has a new admirer." he said.

"Nope same old admirer" I said and then we fell into a nap.

Part 2?

I will revisit other stories and add to them when I figure out where
they need to go. Post Deployment Dad and The Family Hogan has
continued with "The Carrigan's meet the Hogan's", but I'm not sure
that story will continue. Thanks for reading!!

Some other stories of mine:

http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/incest/searching-for-my-identity/
http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/incest/when-dad-got-out-of-prison/
http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/incest/wildcat/
http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/celebrity/lust-in-space/
https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/incest/runaway/
https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/incest/my-uncles-trailer/
https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/incest/the-family-hogan/
https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/incest/buck/
https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/incest/college-break
https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/incest/enough/
https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/incest/salisbury-to-san-diego/
https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/incest/searching-for-my-identity/
https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/incest/trailer-park-heat/
https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/incest/post-deployment-dad/
https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/incest/the-carrigans-meet-the-hogans/

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