My Brother and His Husband

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My Brother and His HusbandChapter 1: “Biggest Pleasure”RORY:”Everything okay?” I asked my mom as she drove the car, looking worried.”I’m just thinking about you moving in with your brother. He and Owen justgot married. And their apartment’s so small! I’m just…” she paused for asecond, “I’m sorry we can’t help you get a place on your own in the city.””Mom, it’s fine! Taylor and I used to share a room growing up, it’ll bejust like back in the day. Besides, it’s only a matter of time before I canafford a place, I already got a job lined up. Granted, it might take awhile, the money’s shit. Sorry,” I said as she shot me a disapproving look.Even at 21, she didn’t like me swearing.The plan had been for Mom and Dad to help me move out on my own aftergraduating college, just like they did my brother Taylor six years ago.But, with Dad’s recent medical bills, they were stretched thin. When I gota job offer in the city where Taylor lived, he offered for me to stay withhim and his husband for a few months, until I can afford a place that’s nothorrendous. I knew they had to be less than thrilled to have me invadingtheir newlywed nest, but we all felt like we need to make sacrifices.As much as I tried to downplay it in front of Mom, this would be quite anadjustment. She was right, Taylor and Owen’s place was tiny! Whenever wewent to visit we would always get a hotel room, there was no room to stayat theirs. It was a one-bedroom apartment, with an open-plan kitchen/livingroom area. Now, I would be sleeping on the sofa bed.After a few hours’ drive, we finally got there.”Boy, put some clothes on!” Mom yelled at Taylor who answered the door in apair of navy-blue briefs.”Nice to see you too, Mom,” he flashed her his brilliant smile and huggedher. “Hey little man,” he ruffled my hair next.”Don’t call me that,” I said. “And since you’re so big help us carry someof my stuff up the stairs.”I wasn’t k**ding, my big brother had gotten buff! I was no slob myself, buthe seemed to be in excellent shape. He was only an inch or so taller thanme, but his protuberant pecs and thick thighs made him look much bigger.”Angela, so good to see you,” my brother-in-law suddenly came out to greetus as well. It being the middle of summer, he wore nothing but underweareither, a pair of tight white boxer briefs with a colorful waistband. Owenwas a personal trainer, so his body was even bigger than my brother’s,every muscle perfectly defined. Plus he had a VERY handsome face, one thatto this day never failed to make my mother blush.”Here, let’s get the stuff out of the car,” Taylor said, as he and Owengrabbed two pairs of shorts (hardly any bigger than their underwear) andwalked down the stairs barefoot to help unload the car. I was certain thatthe only reason Mom didn’t tell Taylor off for walking on the sidewalkbarefoot was because Owen was there.It didn’t take us long to carry everything upstairs. I’d only brought thebare necessities, planning to get the rest later when I got a place on myown. Until then, I asked Taylor where to put my stuff.”We made some güvenilir bahis room for you here,” he said and walked me to their bedroom asMom and Owen chatted in the kitchen. “It’s a bit of a pain that you’ll haveto walk in and out of our room every time you need something, but it’s theonly place with enough closet space.””That’s okay, I’m sure we’ll… manage,” I said, looking around their room.The two of them weren’t particularly neat; there was underwear and socks onthe floor.I hung my clothes next to theirs in the closet, and went to use the onlybathroom in the apartment. When I came out, everyone was dressed (more orless, Owen and Taylor were still just wearing short shorts and tank tops)and ready to go out for lunch.”Thank you so much,” Mom said when we were done with lunch, talking toOwen. “Thanks for having Rory stay with you.””Nonsense,” he smiled. “Living with both of your sons, it’ll be my biggestpleasure.”As he said that he turned to me, grinning, and gave me a wink.TAYLOR:I wasn’t happy with the idea of my brother coming to stay with my husbandand me for so long, but I had to admit that in a way I owed it to thefamily. Mom and Dad gave me a generous amount of money when I was his age,and I never had to pay them back. It wasn’t Rory’s fault that Dad’s medicalexpenses were so high. Luckily, Dad was doing better now, and we were alldetermined to count our blessings and move forward.It was my husband Owen’s idea, to offer Rory our couch. I was surprised hedidn’t seem to have a problem with it. We definitely enjoyed being on ourown. We moved in together a couple of years ago, after only dating for afew weeks. The reason for that was we were both EXTREMELY sexual, even bygay men’s standards, so living with roommates was too much of a hassle.Having my little brother around would definitely be an adjustment.After lunch, Mom drove back home, and the three of us guys went back to theapartment.”Home sweet home,” Owen said, doing the first thing he usually did when hewalked in home, which was get down to his underwear. “Anyone want somebeer?””Sure,” Rory said. He looked around, as if trying to decide where to go,then headed to the living room.I took my shorts and tank top off, and dropped them on the floor. I went tosit next to my brother on the couch.”I hope you don’t mind, we’re usually in our underwear round the house whenit’s so hot.””Of course not,” Rory said, sounding almost offended. “I just spent fouryears living with a roommate and suitemates, what do you think we woreround the dorms?””Oh that’s right, you’re used to sharing with people,” Owen said, waking inwith three bottles of beer and passing them around. After that, he sat onthe armchair, putting his size-12 feet on the coffee table. “It was allguys, right?””Yeah, one other roommate and two suitemates, and we all shared a bathroom.So I promise you, I’ve seen it all!””Well maybe not all of it,” Owen smirked. “Ever lived with gay guys?””Of course I have. There were tons of openly gay k**s at school. One of mysuitemates, Eric, he’s gay AND he türkçe bahis has two gay dads.””Really?” Owen said, absentmindedly scratching his crotch. “I keep tryingto get this one pregnant but she won’t go off the pill.”I rolled my eyes, as my brother and husband laughed.We spent an hour or so talking about Rory’s time in college, the new jobhe’d be starting next week, and the college girlfriend he’d decided tobreak up with because they both agreed they didn’t want to dolong-distance. He and I kept drinking, but my husband was seeing a clientthat evening so he had to quit early.”I gotta go, I’ll see you soon,” he said after a while and got up to walkto the couch where Rory and I sat. He gave me a big kiss, that I expectedto only last a second or two but he kept going and going, sticking histongue in and out of my mouth and licking my lips, with his right hand onmy neck gently choking me, all the while my little brother was sitting nextto me. “I love you,” Owen said, biting my lower lip.”Love you too,” I replied, turning around to watch his gorgeous glutes flexas he walked.”Rory, my man, I’ll be in late so if I don’t see you, I’ll catch youtomorrow,” he yelled, heading out.”Bye!”Rory and I continued to drink and chat until we got hungry. We had somefood delivered and ate in front of the TV, then helped ourselves to onefinal beer.”There’s something I need to tell you,” I said, putting the TV on mute andturning to face my brother.”What is it?” he seemed to sense it’s something a bit more serious.”You know the job I was doing? I was fired… bout six months ago.””Shit.””With everything going on, I didn’t wanna tell Mom and Dad. I’ve beenbartending in the meanwhile, few nights a week.””Okay.””So… I hate to put you in a position where you gotta lie to them, but…””Oh no no, don’t worry about it,” he rushed to reassure me. “I think you’redoing exactly the right thing. I’ll be careful what I say.””Thank you,” I said, and leaned forward to give him a hug. I might’ve had abit too much to drink, it was making me feel all affectionate.”And bro, listen, if Owen and I ever get too much, if there’s anythinground the house that bothers you…””Again, no worries! You guys are doing me a favor by letting me stay here.I want you to feel like I’m not even here. Just go about your day doinganything you’d normally do.”I chuckled. “Anything?” I said with a smirk.”Anything.””There’s one more thing,” I said, and got up off the couch to go to myroom. I took my chain and padlock, put the chain around my neck and lockedit, and walked back to the living room.”I usually wear this 24/7,” I said. “I didn’t wanna wear it around Mom cuzit’s so big and she… doesn’t know what it stands for. But it’s a chainthat Owen got me. He’s got the only key for it and now that it’s on I can’ttake it off without him. He put it on me on our wedding day, and I’ve beenwearing it ever since.””Aww. That’s actually… really romantic.”Rory smiled at me. When I saw how genuine his smile looked, I went in foranother hug.RORY:After getting up early to have Mom güvenilir bahis siteleri drive me to my brother’s, and drinkingso much beer, I was ready to crash. I stripped down to my underwear as mybrother finished his last drink in front of the TV, and I went to use thetoilet and brush my teeth.When I came back in, he’d pulled down the sofa bed and made it ready for meto sleep on.”Thank you,” I said while yawning. “Now get out of my room,” I joked.Taylor came to give me another hug, and I patted his back.”You know those photos of us hugging in our undies as k**s?” I said. “Welook just like that now, only 15 years later.””We do. We should take a photo,” he said, and picked up his phone from thecoffee table. He hugged me from behind, and snapped a pic, before headingto his room. “Night, man!”I was asleep when I heard my brother’s husband try to sneak back into theapartment. I was used to roommates sneaking in while I was asleep, so Iwasn’t upset to be woken up. When I heard him go to their room and shut thedoor, I got up and walked to the fridge in the boxers I slept in to getsome water.I was just starting to drift off back to sleep, when I heard noise fromtheir bedroom.”Ahh, fuck. Fuck!””Mmm, yeah!”Are they doing what I think they’re doing? Undoubtedly. I smiled. Mybrother was 27 and his husband was what, 32? I’d be surprised if theydidn’t fuck every single night.The walls were paper-thin, though. It was the moaning that got myattention, but now I could hear everything: the bed creaking, bodiesshuffling, body parts being smacked and slapped.”Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck,” I heard a voice that was unmistakably mybrother’s.I thought of what Owen had sad earlier, “I keep trying to get this onepregnant.” That must mean my brother was the bottom and was the one beingfucked right now.”Fuck me. Fuuuck me,” I heard his voice again.I kept smiling. That’s it bro, get some dick, I thought. But what about me?I reached down and I was rock hard. My college girlfriend Mia had spoiledme, I got used to getting laid the entire time. I had no idea how long itmight take me to meet someone to date (and fuck) in the city.For now my hand will do, I figured, and started jerking off. I pulled downthe cover and my boxers, and grabbed my dick with both hands, stroking itup and down.I took and deep breath, then exhaled, enjoying the tingling sensation onthe tip of my dick. I’d started to leak precum, and I scooped up some of itto use as lube.”Fuck yeah,” I heard my brother’s voice from behind the wall again.”Yeah, you like that?” Owen’s voice came, followed by an echoing SMACK.”You like that?””Fuck yes. Oh, fuck yes. Ahhhh, that’s nice.”I continued to jerk off.”Mmm, that’s nice, I moaned softly to myself.”Fuck, yeah, that’s nice!” my brother’s voice screamed, getting louder.In a while, no audible words came from their room, just grunts and moansand screams. “Mmmm,” “Aaah,” “Oooh,” the two of them kept getting louderand louder, and I stroked my dick faster up and down, feeling my ballsready to explode.”Fuck!” “Fuck!” “Fuck!” “Yes!” both Owen’s and Taylor’s voices screamed outinterchangeably, as cum started to shoot out my dick and all over my chestand the sheets my brother had lain down for me.”Fuuuck,” I moaned, still stroking, then started to laugh. We’d all cum atthe same time.

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