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Subject: My Step-Brother Jacob – Chapter 48 DISCLAIMER: The following story is FICTIONAL. It contains descriptions of sexual activities between teenage boys. If you are not over 18 years of age, or if you find this type of story offensive, or viewing this material is illegal where you are, then please DO NOT READ IT! If you choose to read it, then – I hope you enjoy it! My Step-Brother Jacob Chapter 48 ——————————————————————————- My clock said 6:09 AM when I woke up the next morning to find John and Scott both standing over me, poking me, clad only in their boxers. They both looked depressed. “Do you think Andy would mind if you came over and slept with us for a while?” Scott asked. I smiled groggily at them, then I gently extricated myself from Andy’s embrace and crawled out of bed, being careful not to wake him. I found a pair of briefs on the floor and pulled them on, then followed the twins across the hall to Jacob’s bedroom. Scott hopped into bed. John stood waiting for me to get in next. I crawled into the bed next to Scott. Then John crawled in next to me. “Is it OK that we wanted to snuggle and be alone with you for a while?” John asked. “Of course,” I said, grinning. They both grinned and snuggled up to me. I really enjoyed the feeling of the boys’ almost naked bodies pressed up against me. I could practically feel their love for me emanating from their bodies. I did also notice though, that they both had semi-hardons, which of course gave me a “semi” as well. I began to wonder if this was a ploy on their part to try and seduce me. I hoped not! They were both cute as hell, and I loved both of them very much. They were like little brothers to me. But, even though I loved them like I loved Jacob, and Jacob and I sometimes had sex, I had an aversion to getting sexualy involved with the twins. I couldn’t explain why, even to myself, but for whatever reason, I felt the need to keep my relationship with the twins “pure” and free of any kind of complications like that. Maybe it was because they were so much younger than me, or maybe it was because I actually felt more fatherly toward them, than brotherly. Regardless, I enjoyed snuggling with them very much. We laid together talking for a while. Then it got loud, as I started tickling them, and they were rolling around on the bed shrieking with giggles. By the time I let up, Jacob’s bed looked like a bomb had dropped on it. The sheets, and bedding were all pulled out and laying half on the bed, half on the floor in a heap, and all three of us were laying there panting. As we were laying there, Jack nosed his way into the room, and made his presence known by cold-nosing John in the back of his thigh. John of course let out a squeal, which got Scott and I laughing hilariously. I chuckled and said, “I think our ‘snuggle-time’ is over. The king needs to go to the loo! I’d best get things ready for brunch later anyway.” Both boys were disappointed, but got up when I did, and started dressing. I headed back to my bedroom to get my jeans, and ran headlong into Grandma! “Aaackk!” I exclaimed, surprised, as my hands plunged downward to cover my crotch. Grandma chuckled and said, “You do cut a nice figure in those undies of your’s John!” Then she walked into the bathroom, as I turned red, and glared back at the twins who were roaring. * * * I went back to mine and Andy’s bedroom and pulled on some jeans and a sweatshirt, then headed downstairs with Jack on my heels. I let Jack outside, then started a pot of coffee, and another pot of tea water. Grandma walked into the kitchen as I was letting Jack back in. “I see the twins kidnapped you for some private ‘guy time’!” she said. “Yeah, they’re depressed because you’re going home,” I said. “Well, I am too, but it won’t be long until you come home for graduation,” she said, “I think we can make it till then!” We both chuckled. “I asked Elizabeth to come with you, and to bring Jacob, Andy, and Harry along too,” Grandma said, “but she said she doesn’t want to fly because of the baby. She said it was up to you whether you want to bring the boys or not. Will you bring them?” “Well, I’d hoped to ask you if I could bring Andy, but are you sure you want Jacob and Harry too? I mean I’m going to be there for almost a month!” I said. “Of course! I want ALL of you!” Grandma exclaimed, looking at me almost indignantly. “OK, OK, I’ll see if they want to come,” I said. “GREAT!” she said, as she went to pour herself some coffee. We sat together, drinking our coffee then, talking things over, until everyone came downstairs, and Elizabeth got home. Then I made us a big brunch of Eggs Benedict, which everyone thoroughly enjoyed. * * * All too soon, it was time to get showered and dressed, then take Grandma and the twins to Heathrow for their flight home. We drove to the airport in two cars, so everyone could go. We dropped Grandma and the boys, with their luggage, at the terminal, then parked in short-term parking, and joined them. We stayed with them as long as we could, but eventually, they had to go through security, and to their gate. Only ‘ticketed passengers’ were allowed beyond the security checkpoint. Elizabeth and Grandma were both in tears. The twins bravely tried to stave off crying, but it was too much for them, and they both dissolved in tears in my arms as well. I had a few tears in my eyes too, as did both Jacob and Andy too. So there wasn’t a dry eye at our farewell. Finally it was their turn to go through security, so we said Good-bye and we watched as they were processed through the metal detectors and their hand luggage was x-rayed, then they called good-bye from the other side, and headed to their gate. We left then, and drove home. When we got home, the house felt rather empty with just the four of us there again. Together, we changed the beds, did some laundry and housework, and got Jacob moved back into his room. Then, since it was nice outside, we went out and did a little yardwork. Andy, Jacob and I raked the lawns, while Elizabeth worked in her flower beds a little. The crocuses were already blooming, and the tulips were up already too. That evening, I made cheeseburgers on the grill for supper. Elizabeth napped afterward, as she had to work later. Andy, Jacob, and I played some video games and watched TV together. Then after Elizabeth şişli travesti left for work, and we went upstairs to go to bed early, as school started up again the next day. * * * As only the three of us were home, Andy and I left the bathroom door open, as we got ready for bed. Jacob apparently took that as a sign it was OK for him to join us, which it was. He wandered into the bathroom nude, sporting a semi-hardon, and joined me at the sink, where I was brushing my teeth. Andy was sitting on the toilet, clipping his nails. As I glanced down at him, I noticed his penis was semi-erect as well. When Jacob finished brushing his teeth, he moved over in front of Andy, and leaned to the side to wipe his mouth on a towel that was hanging on a towel bar on the wall. His crotch was directly in front of Andy. I saw Andy smile, then lean forward, opening his mouth. As Jacob was wiping his mouth off, Andy sucked his semi-hard penis into his mouth. Jacob gasped into the towel and looked down at Andy, who began to suck up and down on him. Jacob moaned softly, and looked up at me and grinned. I smiled back at him, and noticed that he was already fully erect. As Andy sucked on Jacob’s cock, I decided to get into the act and dropped down on my knees behind Jacob. I parted his ass cheeks, and leaned forward. His ass looked clean, and the only odor was the musky sweaty scent he got between his buttocks that drove me crazy. I stuck out my tongue and jammed my face between Jacob’s ass cheeks, stabbing at his asshole. He let out a surprised cry, but moments later was moaning as Andy continued sucking on his cock, while I tongued fucked his asshole. “OH GOD! This feels SO GOOD!” Jacob groaned. I started shoving my tongue in and out of his hole as fast and hard as I could, and he began grunting. Andy was sucking up and down on his dick faster too. Jacob began breathing heavier, and was moaning or grunting continuously as we pleasured him. After a minute I noticed him reach for the wall with one hand, and the corner of the medicine cabinet on the adjacent wall with his other, in an attempt to steady himself, as his legs had begun to tremble. He was moaning louder now, and breathing even more heavily. His hips were moving around, as he tried to stuff his cock further down Andy’s throat, while at the same time, he tried to push back toward me, so I could get my tongue further into his rectum. Soon, Jacob’s moans gave way to whimpers, and his body began tensing up a little. Then, suddenly, he went completely rigid, and groaned, “OH FUCK!” I felt his asshole tighten, and knew he was filling Andy’s mouth with his sweet cream. Andy and I kept working on him, as he tensed and grunted or gasped every couple seconds, relaxing slightly in between each spasm of his orgasm. Eventually, he finished cumming, and relaxed. Andy pulled off his cock, and I let my tongue slide out of his anus, and sat back on my heels. “Fuck that was good!” Jacob exclaimed, smiling down at us, still breathing heavily, his thighs still trembling slightly. We grinned up at him and I said, “Glad we could give you a good time!” “How ’bout we do you and Andy now?” he asked waggling his eyebrows at us. Andy and I looked at each other and grinned. “Sounds good to me,” Andy said to Jacob, “how about you and I do John next?” With that, Andy got up and offered Jacob his seat, since Jacob’s legs were still shaking a little. Then he told me to stand up, and had me stand between the two of them. Jacob sucked me off then, while Andy ate my ass out. It felt great, and I almost drowned poor Jacob with all my cum! After I’d finished my orgasm, Jacob got up and let me sit. Andy stood between us then, and I sucked him off, while Jacob rimmed him. Once we’d each had our turn, we headed to our bedrooms. As Andy and I turned to go into our bedroom, I noticed Jacob hesitate and look at us. I looked at him, and realized he probably was feeling a little lonely, so I put my hand on his shoulder and pulled him into our room with us. Andy had already crawled into bed, and grinned when he saw Jacob. He moved further over, and I pushed Jacob toward the bed. He smiled and crawled in next to Andy. I got in behind him, and we pulled the covers up over us and all snuggled together. We talked a few minutes, but soon drifted off to sleep. * * * School the next day was the same as usual – boring! That evening, when Andy walked in the door from work, I could tell he was upset. “What’s wrong?” I asked. I could tell he was lying when he said nothing was wrong. He seemed so upset though, that I decided to let it go, but only for the moment. He busied himself with helping get supper ready, and soon seemed OK. * * * The following day, as we dropped Andy off at Fletcher’s on our way home from school, he seemed agitated. “Want me to come pick you up after work?” I asked. His eyes clearly said he wanted me to, but verbally, he declined. I told him we’d see him later then. “What’s wrong with Andy?” Jacob asked, as we turned the corner into the lower end of Beaumont Crescent. “Don’t worry, I’m going to take care of it,” I said. “But-” Jacob started. “I said, I’ll take care of it!” I said, cutting him off. He looked at me with a half questioning, half hurt look, but dropped the subject. * * * Andy was due to get off work at 6:00. At 5:00 I left the house and set off on foot for Fletcher’s. As I rounded the bend and came out onto North End Road, I looked around and found a concealed spot in a nook between Bingham’s Travel Agency and “The Book Nook” across the road and a couple stores north of Fletcher’s. I settled down there on a dust bin, partially hidden behind a sign, to wait. About 5:45, a familiar car passed me and parked a little ways south of Fletcher’s, on the same side of the road I was on. Ian got out of it, and walked back toward me. Before he reached where I was hidden, he turned and disappeared into the alleyway between Cybil’s Bakery, and Boots the Chemist’s. I was about to get up and go ‘visit’ Ian, when I saw Andy look out the window of Fletcher’s. He glanced nervously up and down the street. He didn’t notice me. Apparently he didn’t see Ian either. After he stepped back away from the window, I stepped out of my hiding place, and crept toward the alleyway on the other side of Cybil’s. Just before I beylikdüzü travesti reached the alleyway, I flattened myself against the building. I was about to peer around the corner, when I saw Jacob coming down the sidewalk along Beaumont Crescent. He quickly stepped behind a bush, when he saw me. I didn’t let on that I’d seen him. I was pissed though – Just what I needed! Jacob! I hadn’t wanted him to get involved. There was no stopping at that point though. Surreptitiously, I peered around the corner into the alleyway. “AAAAAAaaahhh!” Ian yelled, as my face appeared directly in front of his. He had been standing a couple feet inside the alleyway, leaning on the wall of Cybil’s. I didn’t waste any time. In the split second that Ian stood staring at me with a mixture of shock and fear on his face, I whirled around the corner, and threw a punch at him, catching him in the left eye, and slamming his head against the brick wall of the building. Ian cried out in pain. Before he even had a chance to begin flailing at me, I landed an upper left hook to his nose. There was a sickening ‘snap’ as the cartilage broke. Ian screamed in agony, as blood began pouring out of his right nostril. As his hands flew to his face, I gave him a hard knee to the balls. Ian tried to scream again, but nothing came out. With a silent scream, he crumpled to the paving stones that lined the floor of the alleyway. As he laid there doubled over in agony, I kicked him in the ass. “WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU’RE DOING HARASSING ANDY YET?” I bellowed at him. He tried to roll away from me, and get up. I quickly stepped toward him, causing him to back himself into a corner. Then I kicked him hard in the ribs. Ian yelped and tried to cover his stomach with his arms. “WHAT DO I HAVE TO DO TO CONVINCE YOU TO LEAVE ANDY ALONE?” I yelled at him, my face – a mask of fury. Ian just laid on the ground staring up at me, his right eye filled with terror, his left swollen almost shut. His lower lip was quivering. “JOHN! Are you alright?” I heard Jacob burst out as he ran up behind me. I spun around, and roared, “GET THE HELL OUT OF HERE JACOB! THIS IS NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS!” He looked at me with a mixture of hurt and fear on his face, as I glared at him. Then he quickly turned and ran away in the direction of Fletcher’s. I turned back to Ian. He had managed to scramble to his feet, while I’d turned to look at Jacob. He looked at me, as I turned back to him. “Thinking of going somewhere?” I snarled. Ian screamed with pain, as I landed a roundhouse kick in his shoulder, which I guessed might have dislocated it. He fell back against the wall, his hand flying up to his shoulder. With his attention diverted for a second, I kicked his feet out from under him, and he landed hard on his ass again, crying out in pain. Spinning around, I slammed my foot downward, landing it right in his crotch, as his legs were conveniently spread apart. Ian’s mouth opened to scream again, but all that came out was a high-pitched squeak, as he looked up at me, his face a tear-stained, blood-streaked mask of pain and fear. He rolled onto his side and began wretching then like he was going to vomit. As I stood staring down at him, Andy appeared next to me. He stood silently, shaking a little, looking down at his brother. “If you want a piece of him, feel free,” I said. Andy looked at me. I couldn’t read his look. He looked back down at his brother. Ian made a mistake then. Whether it was voluntary, or if it was an involuntary look of pain crossing his face, he appeared to sneer at Andy. Andy noticed, and I saw a look of anger cross his face like none I’d ever seen before. Savagely he kicked Ian in the side. He didn’t stop. He kept kicking and kicking Ian in the ribs, ass, balls, and he even landed a kick in the side of his head. Ian passed out then, but still Andy didn’t let up. He collapsed on top of Ian, and began screaming at him and pounding the hell out of him with his fists. He broke a couple of Ian’s teeth in the process. I finally had to pull Andy off Ian and hold him back for fear he was going to literally kill him, as he’d picked Ian up by the collar of his jacket and begun slamming Ian’s head down on the ground. I wrapped Andy securely in my arms, and held him tightly. He was trembling, and just staring silently at Ian. I saw Jacob then. He was standing behind us, in the opening from the Alleyway out onto the street. His was white as a ghost. His eyes were huge and had tears in them, and he looked terrified, as he just stared at us. After a couple minutes, Ian started to come around again. We stood over him looking down at him menacingly, as Ian looked up groggily at us. He tried to move, but the pain must’ve been too much for him, as he laid very still, whimpering, with tears and blood running down his cheeks. “You stay the fuck away from Andy! You stay away from all of us!” I snarled, at Ian, “or next time, I’ll let him finish you off!” As we turned to walk away, Andy turned and gave Ian one last swift kick in the stomach. As Ian laid there wretching, Andy leaned over and sneered, “How’s it feel to be whipped by a couple of faggots, eh BRUV?” I pulled Andy up, and out of the alley, onto the street with me, as Ian laid on the ground crying and staring after us. I grabbed Jacob’s sleeve and pulled him with us. The three of us walked home in complete silence. When we got home, we went upstairs. Jacob went straight to his room, and closed the door. Andy went straight to the bathroom, and closed the door. I hesitated a moment, then tapped on Jacob’s door. He opened it and looked out at me. “Are you OK?” I asked. “Yes, but is Andy OK? He really seemed to lose it back there!” he said. “I’ll take care of him,” I said. “OK,” he said, and closed his door. I stepped over to the bathroom door and opened it. The shower was running. Andy’s clothes laid on the floor, and he was in the shower. I went and looked in at him. He was washing quietly. He jumped when he turned around and saw me. “Are you OK?” I asked. He nodded. I asked him if he wanted me to join him, not for sex, but just to be with him. He shook his head no, then turned away and continued washing. I watched him a moment, then left. I washed my hands, then went downstairs to make supper. * * * I quickly explained what had happened to Elizabeth. I asked her not to bring it up, and not to bother Andy if he was quiet. She agreed. Andy was quiet the whole evening, and we all left istanbul travesti him to his own thoughts. That night in bed, I asked him if he was alright. Softly he said he was. Then he snuggled over to me. I wrapped an arm around him, and we laid together quietly. After a while, I felt him trembling a little, and realized he was crying softly. I hugged him tighter, and kissed him on the forehead. I felt him squeeze me a little tighter as well. After a few minutes, he relaxed. Eventually, he fell asleep. * * * As I dropped Andy off at Fletcher’s, the next evening, I asked him if he wanted to be picked up. He said no, but I could tell he didn’t want to walk home alone. Beginning that evening, I started walking Jack down to Fletcher’s at 10 of 6:00, and we walked Andy home. If it rained, I drove down to get him. Andy was clearly greatful, and I could tell he felt safer with an escort, even though we didn’t see Ian for some time again. A couple weeks later, on a Friday night, I was running late, getting out of the Bell & Crown. Andy decided to walk home without me. He came out of Fletcher’s and started toward home. As he got to our corner, he saw Ian come out of Boots. Ian looked across the road and saw Andy. Andy admitted that at first, he’d felt scared, but then he said Ian looked terrified when he noticed Andy, and had run to his car, leaped in, and drove off very fast. Andy had grinned and chuckled to himself all the way home. Jack and I still went to fetch Andy after work most nights anyway, even though Andy said he was OK now. Ian never bothered Andy again after that. In fact, the few times one or both of us saw him, he quickly went in the opposite direction to avoid us. * * * Elizabeth’s lamaze classes started soon after Grandma and the twins left. We went two nights a week for about six weeks. We both found the classes very informative, and rather enjoyable, although we got a lot of funny looks from the other attendees, due to our vast age difference, and my obvious youth. One or two couples actually looked at us rather disdainfully. Eventually, word got around that I was Elizabeth’s stepson, and the baby’s half-brother, and I was standing in for my father who’d died recently. After that, the funny and disapproving looks all stopped, and everyone became much more friendly. The classes themselves were actually rather hilarious. For part of each class, all of us men had to help our pregnant partners down onto mats on the floor, and prop them up with pillows behind them, and together we had to learn how to breathe during contractions. It was to be one of the men’s tasks during labor to remind the women how to breathe, as they might forget because of all the excitement. As funny as the breathing exercises were, just getting the women back up off the floor became even funnier, as many were rather large already. Elizabeth was clearly showing, but wasn’t all that large yet as she was only about 5 months pregnant when we began classes. Six weeks later, she was showing even more though, and I could even feel Austin kicking from inside her. * * * One night at the end of class, Elizabeth dropped her purse, and everything spilled out of it. As I was picking everything up, I saw a bank book with Andy’s name on it in the midst of the items that had fallen on the floor. “What’s this?” I asked her. She blushed then, and said it was nothing. I fixed her with a stare, as I knew that Andy had one bank book and this wasn’t it. Finally, she said, “Fine! You have to promise me you won’t tell him. Can you do that?” I continued staring at her, but finally nodded. “I opened an account in his name when he started paying board, and I’ve been putting the money he’s giving me, in the account. I don’t want or need his money, but he will need it someday, and I want him to have it!” she said. I grinned then and said, “I think that’s wonderful of you Elizabeth, but he’s gonna be so pissed at you when he finds out!” She smiled then and said, “I know, but I’ll deal with it then!” * * * One afternoon after school in early May, I was studying for my final ‘AS’ exams, when I received a phone call from the CPS (Crown Prosecution Service) informing me that the Magistrate’s Court had found there was enough evidence to warrant a trial in Crown Court for Andy’s father’s attempt to murder me, and that the trial was going to begin in a couple of weeks at the Old Bailey. Both Andy and I would be expected to testify for the prosecution. I was given an appointment for a couple days prior to the trial to meet with the prosecuting barristers from the CPS. They asked me to have Andy call them after he got home from work. When Andy came home from work, I told him about the call. He immediately became very nervous. He called the CPS and was asked to meet with them as well. He requested that his appointment be at the same time as mine, and they said that would be fine. I could tell Andy was still on edge after he hung up, so I fixed him a stiff drink and took him upstairs for a quickie before I started cooking supper. We didn’t have a lot of time, so I pushed him down on his back on the bed and opened his pants. He lifted his butt up off the bed, so I could slide his pants and briefs over his hips. I pushed them down to his ankles, then knelt in front of him and leaned between his spread knees. Even though he still seemed nervous, he was sporting wood just the same. I told him to close his eyes and relax and just think about the feelings I was giving him. Then I went down on him and began to slowly and sensually suck him off. After a half minute or so, I reached up under his shirt and began tweaking his nipples as well. It didn’t take too long after that. Within another minute or so, he was moaning and thrashing about under me, as I sucked his cock and played with his nipples. A few seconds later, he tensed up, groaned and fired a huge glob of cum into my mouth. I swallowed it, and all the rest of the jism he pumped into my mouth. Finally, his orgasm ended, and I sucked him dry and pulled off him. I crawled up next to him, and picked up his drink. I took a sip of it as he lay panting and smiling up at me, then handed him the glass. He took a sip as well, and set the glass back down. He lay smiling up at me, as his dick began to wilt, his foreskin closing back up over his glans. I asked him how he felt. He said he felt much better, but I could tell he was still pretty upset… ——————————————————————————- Happy New Year everyone! The next chapter in this series will be published shortly.

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