Date: Sat, 20 May 2017 18:28:44 +0100 From: TJD Nifty Subject: Younger-Brothers-Buddies-1 Younger-Brothers-Buddies-1 (Possible Genres: High School / Incest) *** Nifty is a free service that can only be kept that way via donations from readers like yourself. If you like this story, or indeed any other story on here, please consider donating - however large or small. All characters in this story are of legal age for sexual activity based on their geographic location. If sexual activity between 16 year olds and older individuals is not legal in your place of residence or where you're accessing this story from, please stop reading now. This is my second story and, just like my first, this initial chapter will have no sexual content and is used to set the scene of subsequent chapters. *** "Hey, Matt. You couldn't get me and my buddies some sodas could you?", came the voice of my brother Kevin - or rather Kev, as he preferred to be called. I opened the fridge door and grabbed three cans of coca cola out; pouring each one in to a glass with ice. I then carried them in to the living room and placed them on the small table in the middle, where my brother and two of his jock friends sat. "Thanks, man", he said. I looked at my watch - 7:41pm. I needed to leave in a few minutes. "You look smart, bro", he continued. "Going anywhere nice?" "Just to the movies", I replied. "Ohhh, the movies, hey? Who with? Trying to score yourself some titties?", he asked. His friends chuckled. My face went slightly red. Kev was much more crude with his words than I'd ever be - but then again, you wouldn't put us down as brothers. We're as different as you could imagine, like chalk and cheese. Kev had just turned 17 and was your typical high school jock, having just started his junior year. He had short back and side brown hair, was around 5 foot 8 and had a nice, trim body on him. He was also sport crazy - basketball, soccer, hockey, swimming - anything you name. He was okay on the whole academic side, but his report cards showed that his grades aren't the most important thing to him. Me? At 23, I'm 6 years older than Kevin. I've got shorter hair on the sides and back, but slightly longer blond hair on top that I keep curly. My cute looks have always been quite popular with the girls and, more importantly for me, the boys too. I'm not big on sports, either. Don't get me wrong, I have an `okay' body - skinny instead of fat, but also not toned. I'll watch the odd game if it's on television and I like to play some tennis with my friends in the summer, but I'd much rather get my face in to a novel or science book. Yes, my parents always laugh that their two children couldn't have turned out to be any different. That didn't matter to Kev and I, though, and it didn't to our parents either. We'd had a good upbringing and had always been quite close - even if Kev did begin to use his power to boss me around a little more as he got older. None of them knew about me being gay, though. I didn't know how Kev would react to having a `fag' brother and, more importantly, both of my parents had received more Christian upbringings than they'd bestowed on to their own children. I had no doubt that they'd come around to having a gay son eventually, however I wanted to be in my own home and have more financial security before I let them know - just in case it took them a little longer to adapt or, heaven forbid, they didn't adapt at all. "No, I'm going with Ryan", I snapped out of my day-dream. Ryan and I met in high school and he'd been my on and off boyfriend ever since. Like Kev, he isn't big on academia, however that doesn't mean he isn't successful - he's a good mechanic and was currently saving up to open his own garage. Besides, he's always treated me well and his good looks and masculinity have always been a huge turn on for me. Luckily, we'd been `friends' for so long that everybody just assumed that nothing was out of the ordinary with how much we hung out. That's what `best friends' do, right? "Man, you're always hanging `round with him", Kev carried on. "You two should be going out on pussy patrol instead of going to the cinema together", he carried on teasing me. "Hmm, maybe another time. Anyway, I gotta run. See you kids later", I rushed out the door. *** The movie finished just after 10:00pm; Ryan and I walked outside towards the parking lot. "Hey, slow down!", he playfully pushed me in to a corner. I smiled at him and looked around. It was dark outside and there weren't many people around. Most of the shops and eating places were now closed - only a McDonalds, an arcade and a couple of other fast food places looked to be open. I decided it was worth the risk. "And why would a big, strong guy like you want me to slow down..?", I played with him, grabbing his shirt and pulling his body closer to my own. "Because this big, strong guy hasn't felt this in a while", he said, squeezing my bum through my jeans. I let out a sigh - I've never hidden the fact that Ryan turns me on so much. He always has and always will. From his short, faded black hair, to his toned body and facial stubble, to the fact that he acts like a straight jock, I love everything about him. I also love the slightly dominant way that he treats me in the bedroom sometimes. "Aw, that feels so good, Ry. I wish I could bring you back to my place", I said. "But my parents will get suspicious if we keep having so many sleepovers." "It's fine", he replied. "It won't be like this for much longer. Between the money you're putting away from the lab and the what I'm putting away from the garage, we'll be able to afford our very own place soon. And then you'll be all mine.." He went in for a kiss again. God, I couldn't resist this stud if I tried. Ryan leaned against me harder and we began to kiss for I don't know how long. But however long it was, it too long, and certainly long enough to set in motion a series of events that would change my life for the foreseeable future. "Haha, fucking fags!", a group of younger boys laughed as they walked past us. "Bet you'd love a bit of this, you fucking homos!", one of them said, turning back towards us, grabbing at his cock in his jeans. The other guys laughed and high-fived him. I could've swore I recognised one of them when he turned his face slightly. Kev lunged forward. "Oh yeah, big guys!?" I grabbed him and pulled him back towards me. "Please, Ry. Don't." I hated the thought of violence, and I hated the thought of anything bad happening to Ryan, especially with what goes on in the World now-a-days. It just isn't worth it. "They're just kids", I told him, bringing him towards me again. "Leave it.. for me?" He nodded and kissed me again. I looked at the gang as they walked further ahead. How did I know that kid? I figured I was thinking too much in to it and had just seen him in the mall or somewhere. Boy, was I wrong. We walked towards our cars and I let go of Ryan's hand. "Text me when you get home", he said to me. He was so sweet and had always looked out for me since day one. "I will", I said. "I love you." "I love you, too." With that I drove home and had nearly forgotten all about what had happened outside the Cinema. That is, until the next morning.. *** Feedback always welcomed. tjd.nifty@gmail.com