Date: Tue, 7 Aug 2018 00:27:54 -0700 From: Mako Glades Subject: Where You Are - Part 3 This story is a work of pure fiction. Any resemblance of person, whether name or likeness, is purely coincidental. "Where You Are" is a love story between two brothers (one under the age of 18). If you do not condone incest, even the fabrication of said subject, this story is not for you. However, if you do enjoy the story, please consider donating to nifty.org. Part 3 "Can I ask you a question?" "Shoot," I replied, wondering if maybe my explanation wasn't clear enough. It was Mason's third day on the job, and I had been tasked with training him. Lorelei, our manager, must have figured since I had done such a good job with Gabe, though it was through his own ability rather than my capabilities as an instructor, that I should be in charge of getting Mason up to speed as well. I just hoped this wasn't going to be a recurring theme. Having been given permission, Mason leaned in. He was now close enough that I could feel his breath against the side of my neck and face. It reminded me of the night before: Gabe and I were in my bedroom. He sat against the headboard while I sat between his legs as he maddeningly jerked me off with languid strokes as his breath ghosted the same spots Mason's now did as Gabe whispered embarrassing things to me. I shuddered at the memory. "Are you dating your brother?" I froze. As quickly as the memory of Gabe's hands on me had lit a fire in me, Mason's words doused the flame. Mason's lips continued to move, but I couldn't hear anything besides the pounding of my heart. My mouth felt dry, no words were coming out any time soon. And even if I was capable of speaking, what would I say? "Charlie?" Mason softly shook me out of my reverie, his eyes slightly wide and his lips pulled into a thin line with concern. "Sorry, I guess I shouldn't have asked. But I hope you'll know I don't mind. And I'm rooting for you." With a smile and a pat on my shoulder, Mason left me standing there dumbfounded. Who the hell learns about an incestuous relationship their ex-best friend has with his brother and says he'll root for them? Only an insane person, right? Because any way I look at it, no one in their right mind would be okay with it. Especially considering we're both guys. And how the hell did Mason know about us anyway? Were we that obvious or maybe he saw us kiss somewhere. I had to find out. I didn't get a chance to speak with Mason for the rest of that day because, despite being glued together, we were never alone. And it was definitely a topic best discussed without an audience. So, when my shift was over, I waited an extra hour until he was finally off the clock, silently thanking God that Gabe had the day off. "Oh, hey," Mason said cheerily when he spotted me by his car. "What's up?" "How did you know about me and Gabe?" He tilted his head, a thoughtful expression taking over his features. "Hmm, if I had to say, it would be ... the way he looks at you. It's not very brotherly. More like he can't wait to take you home so he doesn't have to share you with anyone else. And he's been glaring daggers at me since I hugged you. But don't worry, no one else seems to have noticed, and I don't think they will. Everyone's too blinded by how good looking and amazing he is." Mason smiled again, kind and genuine, just like himself. "But I meant what I said earlier. I'm rooting for you both. So, if you ever have anything you want to talk about, I'm all ears." I arched my brow, staring at him intently. "Why? It's not normal, this thing between him and me. I know that. So why are you so willing to lend a helping hand if needed? Aren't you scared to be associated with us if word gets out?" For the first time since I've known Mason, his expression turned serious. It was quite shocking to see the fun, easy-going and all-smiles Mason disappear before my eyes. "Because love is love." He raised his hand and caressed my cheek. But after a moment, his facial features softened and his gentle smile returned. He dropped his hand and added, "And I'd like to think of myself as an expert of love. So, feel free to seek my professional opinion." "Thanks," I laughed. "I'll definitely take you up on that offer some times. God knows I'll probably need it. And soon." "You have a long and tough journey ahead of you, Charles Harrison Parker." I groaned at his use of my full name. "Please don't ever call me that again. Anyway, I should probably get going soon. Gabe is probably worrying himself sick." "Yeah, no problem. Have a good night, Charlie." I had already turned around and began walking away when he called out to me, stopping me in my tracks. "I'm in love with my brother too. Well, he's my step-brother, but it's basically the same, right?" I shook my head, not understanding. "Why are you telling me this?" "Think of it as a guarantee that I won't tell anyone your secret. You might trust me, but your brother will probably have a hard time trusting a complete stranger. Especially if he thinks I have feelings for you." That was true. If Gabe found out someone knew about us, and if that said someone was Mason, he wouldn't be happy. But knowing Mason was in a similar situation and on our side might appease him, and maybe they could be friends in time too. "Thanks, you didn't have to do that." "It's nothing," he smiled. "Um, if you ever wanna talk about him... your brother, I mean..." "I'll come to you." I smiled in turn, and then we bid our farewells. Real ones this time. I drove home with the music on low, letting my thoughts consume me. It was scary as heck to have someone find out about Gabe and my relationship, but in the end it turned out to be a good thing. I didn't like it, but now I knew what we needed to work on if we were going to keep our relationship under wraps. We had to be more careful. Even the littlest of details could expose us. It was fortunate for us that it was someone who didn't care we were brothers. And it felt good to have someone to rely on, to be able to talk about these kinds of things that I couldn't possibly do with anyone else, not even Gabe. I felt lighter than I had since the last few days, and I hoped the news would do the same for my brother. When I got home, our parents' car was gone and none of the lights were on. I trekked up the stairs in darkness and called out for Gabe, but no answer came. Maybe he was already sleeping. Instead of my own room, I traveled to the end of the hall to his and entered, finding him lying in bed, half-naked. I stripped off my shirt and slacks and slid into bed with him, nudging him to make room for me. When I was settled in, I wrapped my arms around his waist and pulled him back against my chest. He murmured in his sleep and I chuckled, planting a kiss against the nape of his neck. Gabe was so cute when he slept. "Hey," he said, his voice filled with sleep. He laced his fingers with mine and held on tight. "You're home. Welcome back." "Honey, I'm home," I responded, kissing him again. "You okay?" Although we had been intimate each and every night, Gabe hadn't quite been himself since our parents' dinner party a few nights ago. He still hadn't opened up to me about it yet, but it wasn't hard to figure out why. That night, our parents acted as if nothing had changed. It was as if Gabe was still in college and on route to becoming a lawyer. And of course, Gabe went along with it. He chatted with our parents' friends and colleagues about school and future plans and about their daughters and marriage. It was a future Gabe wasn't building towards anymore. And maybe all that pretending got him down and questioning that if things didn't work out between us, would that be how his life would be. A job he didn't like and didn't want, a wife he could never love, and kids he might one day blame for his unhappiness. It made my heart ache just thinking about it. "Peachy." I knew him better than that though. It was his answer whenever he felt like crap but didn't want to let anyone else know about it. Was I that unreliable? He didn't trust me enough to let me in? No, screw that. I climbed over him, straddling his waist as I pushed him flat onto the bed. Without hesitation, I dove down and kissed him. I used his surprise at my boldness to slip my tongue into his mouth, and soon he was kissing me back with fervor. His hands moved to my waist; gripping me tightly, he grinded up into me eliciting a moan from my lips. I broke our kiss and looked into his eyes. They were stormy grey tonight as opposed to their normal blue, but no matter the color, they held so much love in them. "I love you." The words were out of my mouth before I had the chance to think them over. But I was fine with that. I meant it after all. "I love you, too," he croaked as if he were about to cry. I gave him a quick peck, then moved down his body until I straddled his knees. I'd yet to do anything for him besides a handjob, but I was more than ready. And I wanted him to know, not just with words but also my body. "Are you sure?" Instead of answering him, I tugged his briefs down, his hard erection springing up and slapping his abs when I freed it from its confines. I took his cock in my hand, stroking it slowly before quickening my pace. I bent down to lick at the bead of pre-cum that had formed . It wasn't too bad, just like licking skin anywhere else, just saltier and a mustier. But what made the experience amazing was Gabe wriggling underneath me, whimpering and moaning. It emboldened me. I licked up and down his shaft, making sure to get every inch of him, before I took his cock head into my mouth. He arched off the bed, moaning, and nearly gagging me by accident and causing me to pull off. "Sorry," he panted, breathless. "You just feel so good." "It's okay, just surprised me." He brought his cock back to my lips, and I opened wide, going down as far as I could before my gag reflex went off. Once again, I eased back til only his head remained in my mouth. I swirled my tongue around the crown and against the slit. I remembered going crazy when Gabe had done the same exact thing to me. I wrapped my hand around his cock and began to jack him off as I continued sucking him. It was a strange combination of movements, and I couldn't quite get into a comfortable rhythm, but it didn't seem like Gabe minded by the sounds of his moans and his hands clawing into the bed sheets. "I'm close," Gabe moaned. "Charlie." I heard his warning loud and clear: pull off now or you'll get a more than a mouthful. But it didn't deter me. Rather, I increased my pace, clumsily stroking him while taking even more of his erection into my mouth. I felt him tense, and before I knew it he was coming in my mouth. I was not prepared in the least, and though I swallowed some of his cum, most had splattered out of my mouth and back down onto his cock and navel. "S-sorry," I said, wiping my mouth with my arm. "Don't be. That was amazing." I smiled, plopping down next to him. He turned and kissed me, sweet and soft. When he pulled back, he had a huge smile on his face. He was so beautiful and I was awed by him in that moment. "What is it?" "Nothing," I answered. "It's just... I happy we're together." "Me too," he said. He pulled me against him and kissed the top of my head. "I love you." "I love you, too." Gabe seemed lighter, refreshed. I wasn't sure if it was just my imagination or not, but I hoped I had somehow helped relieve him of some worries. He was always the reliable one, the person I came to whenever I had a problem. I never even thought to ask him about his troubles. But now that things are different, I wanted him to depend on me more. I got up from bed and wet a cloth with warm water for Gabe. I returned and cleaned him up, him smiling at me all the while. After he was spick and span, I tossed the cloth and rejoined him in bed. We fell asleep, facing one another, in each other's arms. Gabe had told me his decision before, and now I had mine. I didn't want to let one more moment without him pass me by. --- Hey guys and girls! I hope you enjoyed the latest installment of "Where You Are." I know I'm having a great time writing it! I just wanted to thank all you readers for your support! As always, feel free to email me at makoglades24@gmail.com ! I might not answer at first, but I will try to respond back. Anyway, thanks again for reading my story and please look forward to the next installment! P.S. I have a story on the works centering around Mason. Let me know what you think of him so far!