Not so little brother: Chapter 8

Chapter 8 – What A World

I woke up the next morning not quite well rested from my workout the previous night. God my ass was sore. I reached down under the covers and gently touched my hole. OUCH! Ok… Maybe two cocks wasn’t the best idea in retrospect; I hadn’t hurt like this any of the previous times I’d been fucked. But I’ll be damned if it didn’t feel amazing at the time. Still. Maybe it was a bad idea.

I looked over at my little brother, asleep next to me. He looked so cute. He was half-splayed out on the bed. He was lying on his stomach and his head was turned to me. His mouth was wide open and he had drooled, creating a wet spot on his pillow.

He looked so innocent. Hah! But I loved him. I loved him way more than I should have considering he was my brother.

What have I gotten myself into? How would this work? How does one date their brother? Can one? Is it legal? Fuck! Again I couldn’t help but think about the fact that I only had another year left. I’d be leaving for college and leaving Stephen behind. Would it be fair to start a relationship, even if it was what he wanted, knowing that we’d be so far away? Is that even what I want?

The train of thought I was heading down made me sad. I really didn’t want to think about it but I couldn’t help it. This vacation with Stephen had really brought us together and I didn’t want it to end. Back at home we both had appearances to keep up. Stephen had a girlfriend! And I wasn’t even out. Fuck!

I’d had enough and decided to stop thinking about it and go on with my day. I slowly, carefully got out of bed. I didn’t want to wake Stephen yet. I walked to the bathroom and gently shut the door behind me. I felt slightly bloated and sat down on the toilet only to expel a bunch of wind. Heh. You never hear about that when you read about anal sex do ya? Despite the fact that nobody was awake to hear me I couldn’t help but be embarrassed.

I decided to take a bath. I hadn’t had one in a long time and it felt amazing to just lay there in the hot water. I think it caused me to loosen up a bit too because by the end my hole didn’t hurt as much as it had before. I sat in the bath for about 20 minutes before I started to prune and decided it was time to get out for risk of looking like a pug.

I dried myself off and went back into the room where Stephen was still sleeping. I walked over and carefully, quietly kissed him on his forehead. How would I survive without him in my life? I got dressed in some skinny jeans and a graphic t-shirt. I put on my shoes and socks and grabbed my wallet and phone. I needed to take a walk.

I went down to the lobby and walked outside into the hot Florida air. I looked around and headed left, away from the diner from the day before. I walked about 5 feet before I changed my mind and switched directions.

I walked slowly, letting my thoughts weigh upon me. Until this vacation I hadn’t really thought of myself as gay. I knew that I found guys to be attractive but “gay” hadn’t seemed to be a possibility. Other people could be gay. But me? Clearly I’d been wrong. I had to throw all of that out. The facts were undeniable; I’m gay. Now what? What did I want for my life? Would I hide from my parents until college? Forever? No! I didn’t want to live a lie. I COULDN’T live a lie. They would have to know and I would have to tell them.

I barely noticed that I was coming up on the diner and briefly considered just walking by and forgetting everything.