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A Stepbrother's Desire - Josh and Tyson 22
Thursday was a quiet day with the erotic images of my experience with Jack crowding my thoughts. I turned in my rework to the literature teacher and I was sure to give him a wink and smile, thanking him for allowing me a chance to improve the grade. Caught up with Ginny and some holiday points, making sure she would come to the new year's eve party with me and I ended asking if she wanted to come over and hang out with us the night before Thanksgiving. She was excited at the idea since it would be quiet at her house.
Ty went to see Ricky after school to work on their music. I worked to get the first floor wreaths put up so the worst of the decorating would be complete. Mom and Ty had agreed to work on the garland, lights, trees and other decor, with me helping with the heavy lifts. I was lying on my bed just relaxing when I heard the front door open and shut. I thought Ty had gotten home very fast when Tristan popped into my room!
"Hey Josh, what you doing?" he asked as if it was no big deal.
"Damn Tristan, you scared me. You can't just barge into a guy's house! What if I had been jerking off or something?" I exclaimed.
"Oh God, can I watch?" he asked with a devilish grin.
"I wasn't jerking off you knucklehead! I thought you were Ty!"
"Where is he?"
"He went out to Ricky's for a quick practice," I reminded him.
"Oh year, I forgot about that," he said, and he came over to my bed and stretched out beside me, resting on his elbow, his lengthening hair falling down over his shoulder.
"Your hair is getting long," I noticed.
"Yeah, it's long hair season. Ty and I are both growing it out. Mine grows faster. But Josh, Ty is going to look amazing when you see his hair almost shoulder length. His dad won't let him grow it longer than that but he tucks it behind his ears and he is so cute. He looks like a French soccer player," he laughed.
"Oh lord," I said. "That sounds totally hot. You look hot too, though. Maybe I should grow mine out but actually I have considered going the other direction for Christmas. Cutting the sides short and parting it on the side, combing it down. What do you think?" I asked.
"Oh Josh, that will be nice. You should do it. You will look so "regal"," he said laughing.
"Hey Tristan, how are you doing? It's been forever since I talked to you."
"I'm good. This has been an easy semester. Next semester will be harder. The deal with my parents is that they will let me have my independence and not get in my "hair" so to speak as long as my grades stay at the top. If I slip, they will reign in so I have to keep on top of it. I like having my freedom, you know?"
"Yeah I get that. Mom is riding Ty and me these days. I have some college applications out and she doesn't want my GPA slipping. But hey, the end of term is almost here! Hey Tri, I want to ask you about Micah again," and he interrupted me.
"Josh, I told you I'm not going to discuss that. We're good and we text frequently. He is really happy he met someone new but," and I interrupted back.
"No, it's not that. I was wondering if it was meddling, us trying to fix you up like that. I mean, we don't want to overstep and offend you. Last thing we want to do, that's all," I said.
"Oh no, it's cool. I trust you to vet out any studs you want to send my way. Just don't send me any trash, unless I have had a chance to check them out, that is," he said laughing.
"Ok cool. There may be another possibility on the horizon which is why I asked," I told him. He grinned.
"And listen Tri, I have to tell you this. You know you are Ty's third, fourth, and fifth fingers right?" and he nodded. "Well, I like having you around too. I love every minute that you're here and I want you to know you're really special. So, when that day comes around that some guy sweeps you off your feet, don't forget about us. Ok? Really. Ty will go to pieces and well, I won't like it either. You get me?" I asked.
Tristan had a huge grin and his eyes danced like they do when he ponders. "Oh Josh, I'm not going far with or without a stud on my arm. Ty and I are practically interwoven but I love the fact that you're part of the team and you always have us in your sight. And Josh, I love you. Ty might have the biggest part of you," and he looked down at my crotch. He is such a big flirt! "But I have a piece of you too. Seriously. I feel more like your "step brother" than Ty does sometimes," he said laughing. "Except when I do this," and he leaned his head forward toward me and kissed me. Ok, I was all in. Those sweet lips with their light coating of gloss. His hair swaying under his head fell on my shoulder. I put my hand to his cheek and held him close as our lips locked. God he is so good at this! But not wanting to overdo it, I pulled away. "Incredible," I muttered. "I'm so glad you and Ty weren't brothers because I would be in a disaster!" and we cracked up.
"So who is this new boy?" he asked.
"Well, you might have an idea already," I said and I heard a thump. The front door shut and I heard Ty bouncing up the stairs. He stopped in my doorway and looked at us with total shock.
"What in the world is going on here?" he shouted.
"Nothing babe," I said. "Tri and I were just talking. I was about to tell him about you know who," I said with raised eyebrows. "Come over here and lay down beside us," I told him, patting the bed beside me. He strolled over and dropped his things on my desk. He stretched out beside me and rested on his elbow like Tristan had been doing. He kissed me.
"Fuck, y'all have been kissing!" he said.
"How do you know?" I asked defensively.
"I tasted his gloss nuthead!" he snapped.
"Ok I gave him a peck. It's been a long time. Come on!" I said, pleading him to calm down.
"Well, if your clothes had been off, it would have been bad for both of you," he said, unable to keep a straight face.
"Hey Tristan what brings you over?" he asked.
"Just bored at home. I forgot you went to Ricky's. How was it?"
"Oh wow, he is so good. He has the Mozart piece down and I'm good with it too but the Joplin piece is hard, especially with us each only using one hand. I have to work on that one a bit more. I think he has a big chance at winning. The judges are going to be in tears by the time he finishes!"
"Cool, maybe Josh and I can be there when you all perform. That would be amazing," Tristan said.
"That's a great idea," I commented. "I would like to see it too."
"Cool. So you were telling him about," and I put a finger up to stop him.
"I was about to say he had met him before. You know."
"Wait, it wasn't your friend Jason, was it?" he asked.
"No, not really," I replied.
"Oh my God! Was it the guy Jack? Did he like me?" Tristan asked with excitement.
"Yep," said Ty, "Josh has filled him in on everything, like EVERYTHING, so he is coming into the group and he has the hots for you big time!" Ty said, not repeating about the part that Jack had the hots for both Tristan and himself..
"Fuck, is he coming over here? Because I'm not dressed. I have to run home," and he was about to get up when I pulled him back down. "No, he is not coming over here. We want to time things so everything is good. He wants your number so he can text you. We wanted to run it by you first, just in case."
"Definitely! Wow, he is so cute. Those eyes! I didn't think they liked us. He looked so tense but I have thought about him a couple of times," he said, feeling his crotch which I believed had some hardness to it considering the bulge, perhaps from our kiss. Mine certainly popped up fast. It had been a couple of days for Ty and me so I'm literally prepared to pole vault at any given second.
"Well, I will give him your number. Just remember what I said. Whatever you need from us, we are here, right Ty?"
"Absolutely," he said. It wasn't long before we heard mom's car come home so we would have to get ready for dinner. Tristan waved at us as he left and shouted and waved at mom as she was getting her things out of the car. Ty ran down to meet her in the kitchen because he liked helping her get dinner ready.
Over dinner I asked mom if it was ok if Ginny could come to dinner the night before Thanksgiving. She said that was fine, she would love it but she had a lot to do in the kitchen and said not to expect anything fancy. Well, Ginny wouldn't but Ty spoke up and said he would cook dinner for all of us so that mom could focus on Thanksgiving. She liked that idea. Bill informed us that the Chatleys would be having Thanksgiving with us this year. Ty and I were shocked.
"Bryce is coming! Yeah!" he said. "I like Bryce," he said deliberately.
"Uh huh," I muttered. Then Ty giggled at something on his phone.
"Ty," mom said. "The dinner table?"
"Oh yeah, it was just Caleb. He is so funny," he said, putting his phone back in his pocket.
"Boys!" I exclaimed. "He has them all lined up," I said, pretending to be outraged.
"Josh, leave him alone," mom said.
Well, in any case, why are the Chatleys coming here," I asked.
Mom replied, "Well Julie is not thrilled with making big dinners and was considering having it catered for just the three of them," and Ty interrupted, "why just the three? Who isn't coming?" he asked.
"Bryce's sister is going to her cousins, I guess because she gets along really well with her? Right?" mom said, unsure.
"Oh good," said Ty. "Lizzy is a mean thing. Not sure I could endure an afternoon with her. Sorry, I don't mean to sound hateful but she is something," Ty said. I understood but I had never been willing to address it with Bryce. His sister was in 7th grade and mean as shit. I had only met her once or twice and I could tell I should just leave her alone. I had heard some of the guys mention it as well.
"Listen boys," said Bill. "It's a serious matter. Please don't say anything to Bryce or the Chatleys about it, please."
"Julie and David are having a hard time with her, and it may be some development issues. They realize now she isn't outgrowing it and her most recent doctor suggested there may be some autism or extreme obsessive compulsive disorder forming. In any case, they are worried to death and are going to be working on treatment for her. They are so sensitive because they're worried so let's just leave it there, ok?"
Ty and I nodded. That was something I surely didn't want to tangle with. I felt for Bryce. I guess it can be said that you never fully know what goes on in other people's houses. Hmmm.
"Hey dad," said Ty, "I'm getting a little excited about the Asheville trip. Seeing Gigi is going to be good. Don't you think so?" he asked.
"Son, she is so excited about meeting Karen and Josh. I hope she doesn't cause herself a stroke in the meantime," he said, patting mom's hand. "She is so excited to meet you," he said.
Ty explained to us that Bill Breck's mother, who was almost 90, was living in a very exclusive nursing home and their visit last year was very short and only Bill had flown down a couple of times this year to handle matters for her. She was still in decent health although she used a walker to get around. Ty said, in a tactful way, that I should be prepared for Gigi because she was "wide open" if she wasn't asleep. She loved boys, thought all boys hung the moon, and was going to go nuts when she met me. I might expect a peck or a pinch but not to take offense. I know how grandmothers can be. Ty told mom and I how she was very influential back in the day and nothing that happened in the town happened without her knowing. He also told us that her brother, Kelvin, was gay and had a time with acceptance back then and she cherished him and defended him to his death. He died of AIDS way back when it first came to light. He was only in his forties and she was devastated. So then I understood where Tyson Kelvin came from. He was named after him. I wondered if that was to honor Bill's mother or because Bill was close to Kelvin. I chose not to pick at that at that moment.
Ty was excited to show us Bill's family home which apparently was quite amazing. Ty also asked for permission to buy concert tickets at the Biltmore for a Christmas Concert they were having in the Biltmore House which was supposed to be a really nice concert. Bill said do it. They hadn't signed up for anything cultural and unless I had some objection, he thought we might all enjoy and purchase a ticket for Gigi because she wouldn't want to miss it either.
I could see why Ty was getting excited. I think the combination of seeing his grandmother, showing us around, and the Bilmore in whole was going to be really grand. Seeing his eyes flash and the fact he was grinning while he ate, told me it was a happy place for him. Bill said he had booked our rooms and that Ty and I would be sharing a room for the three days and my heart skipped not one beat but two. He and I alone in a hotel room? Ok that might be the sexiest thing I could have imagined. Need I say more?
Later that evening after talking to Ginny about coming for dinner and with Bryce about coming for Thanksgiving, both of whom were totally excited, I sat down to finish some advanced algebra homework. I heard Ty rustling around in his workroom messing with boxes. I heard him yell out, "Damn I need more boxes!" as he must have gone through the boxes we had already collected. I guess it was time for another box run. A few minutes later he came into my room looking disheveled. I had to laugh.
"What's so funny?" he asked.
"You look like a hot mess. That's what's so funny," I said.
"Packing these things is just on my last nerve," he said. "On our next box run, I am going to inventory what I have left to sell and get boxes specific to each item!"
"Our box run?" I asked, emphasizing the "our".
"Well, you know I can't do it by myself," he said in a pouty voice. "I bet," I said and he came over to my chair and crawled up on my lap in the desk chair and said, "I'm sure I can convince you to help me," and he started kissing me and grinding himself against my crotch. I have mentioned that it has been a couple of days and you could fly the flag from my cock at least two thirds of the day!
"Oh yeah, I'm convinced," I told him. I nudged him off with the parents downstairs and likely to wander around. I stood from my chair and touched his hair. "Your hair is growing," I said, feeling the bushy blond hair growing down the sides of his head.
"Tristan told you this is our winter thing?" he said grinning.
"Tristan tells me everything. You know how it is with us," I said in a mocking tone.
"Y'all are going to have to cut that out," he warned.
"Not until it's absolutely necessary. Just like I'm not going to cut this out either," and I kissed him this time. I bit on his lip just enough to avoid pain. He groaned.
"Oh damn," he whispered. "I don't think I can wait until midnight babe. I want to cum right now!" he said, pressing himself against me and as I pressed the palm of my hand to the side of his head, engulfing his tongue.
"You just wait babe, I'm going to give it to you slow, and hot, and gentle, then rough, then gentle again. You will cum babe, don't you worry about that," I whispered into his ear. His body was shaking. Fuck he was ready. A few more strokes or grinds and he might have cum in his pants. That would be cruel, wasn't going to waste it like that. "Hey, did you hear what Bill said about staying in the hotel in Asheville? We get a room to ourselves?" I asked with excitement.
"Oh yeah, you picked up on that huh? Yeah, babe, I am going to live for those three days. To go to sleep and wake up with you three straight nights? I might not ever be able to come back here," he said thoughtfully.
"I'm with you. It's like a dream. But the nightmare is, I have to finish this homework. I'll see you at midnight," and he kissed me again and went back to his room.
I texted Jack. "The eagle is in flight. Clear skies ahead!"
Jack responded, "OMG you told him. He interested?"
"Yep. Can't wait"
"Will call after school tom k?"
"Yep"
I texted Jason, "hey dude what you up to?"
Jason responded, "homework. Hbu?'
"Same. Hey may have to pass on football game saturday. Too much going on and no time. Thanks for the invite it was generous. Raincheck?"
"Stop by one evening next week. Want to chat again soon"
"No problem. Have fun, even though we know Virginia is going to win!"
"NO WAY! Messes up my fantasy football grid man!"
"Should have picked the good guys!"
"FU:)"
Ok, so I got him off my agenda. Seriously, with Ty's box problems and no telling what I have to do around here, I just don't have the time. I would like to explore him more, but not in front of a bunch of his friends. I went into Ty's workroom and said, "hey Saturday night, what's the plan?"
"Well, I may be going to the movies with Caleb," he said, with a worried look. "He asked earlier and I didn't get to tell you yet. Is that ok?"
"Well, I was hoping for a date night, but sure. Sounds like I have a competitor for date night," I said with near jealousy.
"Hey Josh, don't fret. It's all good. Tristan is going too. He just insisted we give him a Saturday night. He wants to do something social with us. He was so nice about it. Ok?"
"No, it's ok, then Friday night! I'm glad it's gotten better. Sounded like he was almost out of friends. His dad being gone has made him a different person."
"Oh it has. He is so much happier," Ty said.
"Isn't that sad, when a parent being gone makes you so happy when it should be the other way around."
"Tell me about it, Josh, after what we've been through with our parents."
"I'll help you get boxes Saturday, is that ok? We will get all you need even if I have to get mom's wagon to haul them in."
"Yeah yeah!" he shouted. "You're the best!"
"Yep, I try," I said, and he swatted me with a small collapsed cardboard box.
I texted Jack, "whats up after the game?"
"No plans."
"Hang with me sat nite. Lets talk some more"
"Awesome!"
So if this was going to be the season for making new friends, no sense in me sitting around here.
I texted Ginny, "have lunch on Sunday, out your way?"
Ginny responded, "oh nice. I have a place to take you. It's very eclectic!"
"Cool. Does that mean hippies?"
"Stop:)" she said.
"Pick you up at 12:30."
I know what everyone is thinking and you can just think away. Pieces around the chessboard, well placed, with purpose, driving results. And now that I have exhausted my social calendar, I had to finish that damn homework. I was scheduled to be the midnight wolf!
Once the parents had turned in, all was quiet in the house. I suspected that Ty had fallen asleep too. I had finished the last bit of homework and was caught up until next week. I peeled off my clothes down to my underwear. I eased quietly through the bathroom and saw Ty laying in his bed with headphones on, listening to music. He looked up at me and pulled the earphones off his head. He wanted some new buds and I wish I could get them for him for Christmas but with no money, I didn't know how I was going to get anybody anything.
"Hey," he whispered. "Come over here," he said. Obviously, "he whispered" is not necessary in this dialogue as that's all we do when we are up late at night. It's all we can do sometimes but we have mastered the skill of nearly silent sex. I walked over to his bed and took him by his arm and helped him up.
"Come here, you," I said and I pulled him to me, but spun him around to face away from me. He was on his knees on his bed while I stood firmly on the floor. We faced one of the windows in his room. It was raining which I heard earlier and we could hear the water pelting the glass. It hadn't rained in a while.
I pulled his body close to mine and put my arms around him. I put my head on his shoulder and we swayed lightly. "I'm feeling mushy tonight, babe. Not sure why."
"Because everything is good right now. EVerything is good and we don't have to rush times like this," he said.
"You're right. You feel good, Ty," and I slowly pushed his underwear down to his knees. He gently lifted each leg to let them fall to the floor. I did the same. My hardness pushed itself directly to his bare ass. It was a ship set on course. I grabbed his hands and he steered my hands to his tummy. I kissed his neck and ran my hands up and down his sides. His body shook. I ran my tongue around his ear as his head tilted to allow me better access. He hissed as he exhaled.
"I know your spots," I said.
"Yes you do. It's so good."
I kissed the back of his neck and continued kissing downward until I got to the top of his butt. I let my tongue trail down his crack until it found his hole. I munched down and started eating him like I was starved. He slowly bent forward and I kept eating. I ran my tongue up and down his crack and his legs spread a little further and he lowered toward the bed. I felt under Ty and softly grazed his hardon with my fingers. A moan escaped his throat. His legs spread a little further and soon his beautiful ass cheeks were spread in such a way it was so artistic that you could do a painting. I decided it was time. I applied some lube to myself and ran my lubed finger into his hole. He gasped. I rubbed it in deep and thick. I moved forward to allow my cock to press against him and find its way past the entrance and into his canal. His head flew back, his hair thrusting back over his head. I grabbed his hips. I started to fuck him. I pulled him back slowly then pushed him away. We built a rhythm and he was taking me with a lot of excitement. He was ready. After a few repeats, I rolled him over. His legs spread and lifted. I pushed myself into him again. Without moving, I looked down at his face and I mouthed, "This is where the fuck ends and love begins, baby." His eyes were so intense and he didn't break eye contact with me until I leaned down and took his lips into mine. I kissed him and thrusted into him. I kissed him and pulled back and I kissed him and pushed back in. I was sure we were both getting close to cumming. His cock was rock hard. A few squeezes would have done it. And he slowed me down, then pushed me out. He was breathing so hard. His hair was a total mess.
"It doesn't end right now, Josh," and he pushed me onto my back. "I believe you owe me a piece and Josh, I want to show you some love too," and with a swift motion, he shoved a lubed finger into me causing me to almost spasm. My hole is far more sensitive than you would realize. He entered me abruptly, then gently pushed himself in. His hips bounced up and down on me, his cock had learned the shape of things and he knew how far to push in. He found that spot, most people don't know about. He hit it over and over. I stroked myself without a lot of effort and my orgasm took me over. I shot one long stream that landed between my pecs and I squeezed down on him, wrapping my legs around his waist, while the rest of my load pelted my tummy like the rain on the glass.
"Josh, here it comes," and he froze as his penis shot his cum into me. His dick throbbed a number of times and I could feel every throb. He fell onto me then rolled onto his side. I felt some ache when he pulled out. I might be sore tomorrow but it would be worth it.
"Hey babe," I said and he put his finger to my mouth. "No philosophizing tonight, Josh. Just tell me it was good and I will be happy," he said.
"It was. It was one of the best. We flipped! What a turn on. You are wonderful," I said to him as his lips took a swipe across mine. "I love you so much, Ty. I want this to be the best Christmas you've ever had, whatever I have to do."
"It will be Josh. I'm so excited," and he laid his head on my chest and we were laying crossways across the bed.
"Set the clock," he said, "and get in," and he lifted the covers for us to climb in after I had cleaned the cum off my body. It was apparent we were both moved by that experience and while it had been a couple of days, it seemed the perfect mix of true emotion and physical need. I think, from the conversations about Jack and Tristan, from the plans around the holidays, that we were all, including the parents, in a good mood. Like Christmas was not going to be a hassle, but would be an exciting time. Thanksgiving was next week and it would be the start of it. In the meantime, I needed some money to accomplish the few things for Christmas I needed. That's where my plotting scheming would have to focus for the time being. All the players were in the right places and it was just getting the Jack and Tri plan off the ground. This had more promise than the Micah plan for sure.
Seeing Jack again Saturday night would give me a chance to strengthen my friendship with him. If Jason can't hit the spot for him, then I would. Don't get me wrong, Bryce is amazing from the "straight guy" perspective and I know, yes, I'm sure, he would take the gay thing just fine. It was the Josh/Ty thing I didn't want to put on the agenda. In any case, I have someone to love and who I can have nights like this with so I can't ignore the fact that not everyone else does.
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