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A Stepbrother's Desire - Josh and Tyson 69
"Yeah Ricky, we both love you a lot and a little playtime might be really fun but if it leads to hurt feelings..."
"I've spent a lot of time with hurt feelings and they were bad times. I'm not going to go shitface crazy with hurt feelings after a good time," Ricky said. Then, surprisingly, he leaned up and kissed Ty on the lips. The shock only lasted ten seconds and they were all lips. Ricky's thick, defined lips looked amazing. Ty sucked his bottom lip in.
"Can I try?" I asked. My hardon was rubbing on Ricky's leg and I thought I would cum. He turned to me and kissed me in the same way. Oh my God, his hot saliva hit my mouth and I tasted his breath and his tongue got between my lips. I reached down and felt his hard cock. He had a nice hard cock. It had a little thickness but was about seven inches and really hard. He moaned when I gripped him. Ty ran his hand over Ricky's chest, giving his small nipples a pinch. Ricky moaned again.
"Damn boy, you are so hot. I had no idea."
"I got good at this when I had a boyfriend. I learned a lot in two months."
"Lucky him," Ty said and as they kissed more, I went down and took Ricky's cock into my mouth. I had to taste it. It flexed in my mouth and it turned me on so much. Then Ty scooted upward and Ricky rolled onto his stomach so that he could suck Ty's cock. This left his gorgeous ass exposed to me and I can't describe his physique justly. I just knew I wasn't going to waste any time. I went down into his crack and licked him good. He pushed back and moaned making sure my tongue didn't leave his crack. He was moist and musky. It made my head spin.
At one point, Ty was fucking Ricky from behind. He hadn't been in that ass too long before Ty whispered he was going to cum. Ricky pulled off Ty's dick and Ty leaned back against the headboard of the bed. His blond hair fell back. His body was tense as he heaved for breath. His hard cock curved upward and glistened with Ricky's juices. I froze and took in what was for sure the most beautiful thing I had ever seen. Ty was art and he didn't even know it. He was so beautiful. Ricky climbed up toward me and tried to kiss me. I turned him toward Ty who's eyes were still closed.
"Oh shit, he's so beautiful," Ricky said. Ty opened his eyes.
"What?" he asked. Ricky and I cracked up. Ricky scooted over to Ty and wrapped his arms around his waist and they kissed. I pumped a bit of lube from the pump bottle and lubed myself, inching up behind Ricky. My cock eased into his where Ty's had just been.
"This might hurt," I whispered.
"Doubt it," said Ricky and I pushed all the way in. Heat and electricity stung my dick. I now knew why Ty wasn't going to last long in this beautiful ass. I wasn't either.
I rolled Ricky onto his back, lifted his legs and took him the lover's way. His facial expressions were crazy! His eyes rolled back as he gripped my ass, pulling me into him. His cock was so hard and I could feel it flex then relax. I looked into his eyes and he knew I was about to cum. He pulled me into him and held me tight. His cock tensed and flexed and while I was locked in, he came, shooting short spurts of cum onto his belly and into his belly button. He pushed me out and I came, shooting my load into his. He watched with wildness. Ty leaned forward and kissed me.
"You were amazing. Both of you!" said Ty. I ran to the bathroom and got Ricky a towel. He was climbing on top of Ty and pushing his ass down on Ty's cock when I got there. Cum was dripping from his body. Ricky's ass was indescribable like this. His mounds were so plump and round. I reached down and felt between their legs. Ok, this was one of the hottest moments of my life. I felt Ty's cock as it filled Ricky's ass. I never thought I would be so turned on. My cock was rock hard again. I stood by them on my knees. Ricky kissed me as he gyrated his body and Ty sucked me.
I couldn't hold for long. As Ricky shoved his tongue into my mouth, I came again, cum flowing into Ty's mouth with some dripping down his cheek. My body heaved as I tried to catch my breath and not make any noise but I had to make a hiss sound to get the energy out. I'm pretty sure Ricky had clamped himself around Ty's dick and as he rode because he milked Ty completely. Ty's head shook from side to side as he came.
We were asleep for a while when I woke up feeling strangled. Ricky's arm was stretched across my throat. He tossed and turned. This wasn't at all what it was like when we slept with Tristan. He was so calm and still. I lifted Ricky's arm and dropped it back on his side causing his other hand to drop on Ty's face.
I had had enough. I climbed out of the bed and the feeling of Ricky's incredible body and went back to my room. I was just about to fall asleep again as my body was feeling the day's and the night's activities. Ty came in.
"What's up?" I asked.
"I can't sleep in there!" he said. I chuckled and he climbed into my bed.
Early in the morning, Ty got up and went back to his room, muttering that he didn't want Ricky to wake up by himself. I agreed. A little later, after the parents had left for work, I got up and went downstairs to make coffee. Ricky came downstairs.
"Morning," I said. He came over to me and hugged me.
"Was I hard to sleep with?" he asked. I laughed.
Uh, yeah," I said.
"Sorry, I sleep like that. I should've warned you."
"Want some coffee?" I asked. He nodded. I poured us both a cup and added some sugar to both.
"Um, last night, Ricky. We weren't expecting that," I said.
"Was it good? I mean, I thought it was good. Did you and Ty..."
"Oh fuck, Ricky," I said, putting my arm around him, "it was an amazing night. I can't believe you are so...um, experienced. I mean, that was some shit." He grinned.
"Fuck I'm so happy! I wanted that to be something you'd remember, remember about me. I wanted to do all that for so long. I can't believe my dream came true!" he said, loudly.
"Well I came a lot too!" and he cracked up at that.
"And I promised you that I wouldn't make a stink thing out of it and I won't," he offered.
"That's ok. We just don't want you hurt anymore but it was amazing being with you like that. Incredible," I said.
"So Josh, I gotta talk to you about something else. Maybe last night will help you decide if I'm ready."
"What is it?" I asked, unsure of what he was thinking.
"I like somebody," he said. "He might like me back, well, at least when he talked to me last night, he seemed to like me. I don't want to crush on him too hard and scare him away."
"Oh," I said, with a playful voice. "Ricky has a crush. Who is it?" I asked.
"Well, you can figure it out. The guy, the one that plays football. The one with the crooked eye," and he smiled.
"Ford? You like Ford?" I asked. "You talked to him?"
"We talked quite a bit. He was very friendly and fuck he's cute!" he said in a high pitched voice.
"He really is, isn't he. I just met him yesterday for the first time too. I'm very impressed with him. So what makes you so interested?"
"He's a real guy, Josh. He's not a flamer, he's smart and funny, and, well, I like me some athletes," he said with a flirty chuckle. "Honestly, Josh, he might be you one day. I mean he might be mature and thoughtful and, well, you know. I don't a silly boy. I want a real guy."
"I understand. But I have to give this some thought," I said, running my hands through my hair.
"Why do you got to think about it?" he asked.
"Well, it's not so easy. First, I don't know him well so I can't speak for him. But, there may be some things that might be, um, complicated." His eyes opened wide.
"Complicated? How can it be complicated? It's just a boy liking another boy!" he barked.
"Calm down, Ricky. I'm only saying it might be. I don't know everything about this. Sorry!" I snapped.
"I get it," he said. "I think I totally get it!" and before I could respond, he launched into a tirade. "He's from one of your rich families and I'm not. You think he won't like a poor ol' country boy like me. Is that it?" he asked with an attitude. "I mean, it's not like my cousin isn't Jordan Rose, one of the greatest young basketball players! I'm not apologizing..."
"No, i'm not saying that at all!" and he interrupted me again.
"You are not about to say it's because I'm black and he's white. I know Josh Warner is not about to shoot some race shit up my ass!" he snapped. I sighed my shoulders and tried to keep calm.
"Ricky, you need to calm your ass down. I haven't said anything yet because you're acting like a brat!" He was quiet. "Now stop interrupting me or I'm going to get Ty to take you home!" I gathered my thoughts.
"Ricky, you are good enough for anyone. You have faced terrible things and come out on top. Good enough is never going to be a question." He relaxed. "But, Ford is being considered for the quarterback for the team. It is a fucking huge responsibility and getting there, making sure he's practiced all summer is only half the battle. And trust me, on this I know! If he makes it, he will be the team captain, and a young one at that. He will have a ton of work once the season starts. You know how it is with Jordan. Workouts every morning at 6 am, practice every afternoon. Then there are the Friday night games. Then there are the game reviews on Saturday. It's a terrible schedule, but it's worth every penny if you're meant for the job."
Ricky nodded and remained quiet. Ty came bumbling down the stairs.
"What are you all going on about?" he asked groggily.
"Ricky likes Ford," I said.
"Ford asked about Ricky last night," Ty said.
"Oh my God!" Ricky screamed. "What did he say? Why didn't you tell me?"
"Well, we kinda had other things on our minds," said Ty, grabbing up the coffee pot and pouring coffee. "He just asked what you were like and if you were cool."
"What did you say?" demanded Ricky.
"I told him you were. You had dealt with some serious stuff and you were tough stuff. Now, you're very amazing."
"Oh awesome! Thank you thank you," he screamed again.
"Ty, I'm telling Ricky that trying to get up with Ford could be tough. Quarterbacking is going to take all he's got."
"That's true Ricky. It will be very demanding."
"If things hadn't happened the way they did, I don't know if Ty and me would be where we are today. I couldn't have made both him and the team happen," I said. Ty looked at me with a funny look.
"Ty, I'm not talking about fault or anything. You picked up my pieces and I've been in love with you ever since." Ty relaxed.
"I get what you're saying," said Ricky with disappointment. "Jordan is nobody to mess with when he's in season. You think it would be the same for Ford?"
"Everybody's different but the job is the same. It's full time work on top of school and what few minutes of relaxation time you get."
"Basically Sunday, if I remember correctly," said Ty.
"If that," I replied.
"So I might as well just forget it," Ricky said in defeat.
"Nope, I wouldn't say that," Ty said. "Let Josh feel it out. Maybe you two could go on a date. Get to know each other."
"I'm meeting him this weekend to work on passing. I will talk to him."
"You will? Really?" Ricky said.
"I will."
I worked most of the afternoon cleaning cars while Ty drove Ricky back out to his house. It was hot out and there was a backlog due to the July 4th holiday. It's hard to believe yesterday was such a great day of leisure with a party and fireworks, both fireworks display downtown and fireworks in Ty's bed and today was just another hot and humid day, with hard work directly in the sun. "Tough life," I thought. "I hadn't seen my mom but I bet she was ripe today. All that wine and greasy food yesterday. I expect someone in City Hall was catching it in a bad way. That made me laugh. But I had a gnawing feeling in my stomach. Last night might be disastrous for Ty and I was praying to a God who might not have ears wide open to me that Ty was ok with last night.
After a cool shower, some dinner with the family, which was all good, I caught up with Ty in my room.
He was stretched out on my bed in nylon shorts and a soft t-shirt. His hands laid on the pillow over his head. He was relaxed.
"How was it taking Ricky home?"
"He was a chatter box," Ty said. "He went on and on reliving last night and the conversation this morning. He said he accused you of racism and he felt like shit. He thought you wouldn't approve of him and Ford because Ricky as black."
"That was bullshit, too," I said.
"I know. And he knows. He felt bad."
"Ricky has to get his arms around his new world. He can't play the sex game like he's so worldly then act like a sniveling brat the next minute."
"I agree and we talked about that."
"He was made for sex, though. He took both of us like a champ," I said, with a dry smile.
"He did do that," Ty said. "It was very intense."
"You want me to ride you like that sometime?" I asked, laying down beside him gently.
"You might consider it. I can take you," Ty said, flicking my forehead.
"Well Ricky might have been amazing but I think I saw you at the most glorious moment, Tyson, and you were a God. I mean it. You posed like that, your cock was hard and wet, your body showing how refined you are.. God," I uttered
"Is that what you both were looking at?"
"It was. That was a dirty old man's wet dream!" I said with laughter.
"It was YOUR wet dream," Ty said. He kissed me.
"Ty, I hate to ask this but I have to. Is there damage from last night? You seemed so sure beforehand but, today, I got to thinking about your therapy and all."
"No, Josh, I was ok with last night. I was really turned on by the whole thing. I had given thought to Ricky before, back during basketball season but he was so unstable. He's grown some and he's really fucking hot now," Ty said.
"I agree but after the beach and all, I don't want you to push yourself and get in trouble again. I couldn't bear to see that all over again," and he kissed me again.
"Josh, it's not the present that plays with my mind. It's the past. There are so many things I haven't told you and it's ok. I don't want to tell everything. I just need to sort it out so that my mind processes it and then I move on from it." Ty became quiet. I was relieved at what I was hearing but I was curious too. I stayed quiet to see where he would go next. When his eyes filled with water, I regretted having waited. I should have steered another course!
"Josh, I am going to tell you one thing, one thing that has turned out to be a bigger problem than what we thought. It's so big and it's so terrible, even my dad had a hard time with it. He wasn't aware until the doctor told him that it affected me so much." I was deathly quiet. You could hear the cricket outside my bedroom window. I could hear the "whoosh" from the central air condition when it came on.
"My mom, well, everyone thinks she had this quiet simple passing. Well, it wasn't that at all. And I felt guilty for years that I wasn't there to say goodbye but nobody got to say goodbye, Josh. It was terrible. She gave herself a bath. She warned us she might do it because she couldn't stand her own skin anymore. She hated the smell, she missed her perfume, and so..." He was quiet again and then he started to cry. Tears flowed down his face. My eyes welled up just watching him.
"You don't have to if you don't want to," I said, my breath catching in my throat.
"Josh, her body gave out at that fucking moment, and my mom, my beautiful mom, she died in the bathroom floor! She just collapsed there and that's where my dad found her!" and his head fell into my lap. "My mother in the floor," he whimpered and to tell you the truth, and even though she wasn't my mom, I had to sob with him. I mean, what a fucking nightmare. I can only picture but I really can't. I know what she looked like in the portrait that hangs over the fireplace in the living room but you know she didn't look like that having been so sick.
"Almighty God, Ty, I am so sorry. I am sorry," I said and he continued to whimper into my lap. Mom knocked on my door and I wanted to jump up but I couldn't. She stuck her head in.
"Oh sorry, didn't mean to interrupt," she said. Ty lifted his head.
"It's ok. I just had the talk with Josh," he said, water running down his face and some snotty coming from his nose. Mom came and sat by us. She patted down his hair and looked at me.
"I know you've been worried Josh but I was advised to let this come out in its own way. When Bill told me, I felt much like you do now. The tragedy of it all."
"How do, I mean, I don't get it mom. How does someone live a good life, do everything right and be so good, only to have it all end like that? I just don't get it," I said.
"I'm can't answer that fucking question!" snapped Ty. "There is no answering that!" he said.
"The fact is, and both of you listen to me on this. Tragedy is what it is. What I learned at my father's passing is this: there is no way to align the way someone lived with their passing. Horrible people go quietly while good people...well you understand. It's life and hard to make sense of. I can tell you this as well. Your first day and your last day may be the worst. It's everything that happens in between that counts. Melinda was an incredible lady and a perfect mother and wife. And she made a perfect boy and she gets to live on through him. Let's keep that in mind," and then she kissed my forehead and then kissed Ty's.
"Thank you, Josh, for letting him tell you. It's a big step forward for Ty," and she stood up and walked out. I continued to hold him, so tight, and with purpose. I needed him to know, our life together wasn't a sex game. I loved him and everything he was made of.
"Yeah, Josh, you've taken it well. Thank you. I love you so much," Ty said and I was about to kiss him when his mood, well the look on his face changed and he smiled really big. "Last night wasn't the end of our adventures. We will have to do that again," and I looked at him in wonder.
"With Ricky?" I asked.
"No, there is another. There is someone who deserves one brilliant moment with the studs of Park Avenue!" Ty said. I couldn't get over how he went from mom dying on the bathroom floor to teen threesome but, oh well! I couldn't wait to find out what he was thinking.
"Are you sure you know what you're doing?" I asked.
"Yes babe. Not everyone has it as good as you and me. Just remember that," Ty said. "And Josh, again, I'm sorry for breaking down on you but I wanted you to know what has been causing me so much pain. My mom peeps in on my in my dreams sometimes and it's so real. I miss her so much. It's why I acted out with the college boys and did so many things that were careless and wreckless before you and your mom came. Besides being my amazing boyfriend, you don't know what you and her have done for me and my dad. He knows it and it's why he has been so tolerant."
"I get it now. He's trying to keep the drama down. It must be so hard on him to not be able to parent us like he wants," I admitted.
"Nah, he says it could've been so much worse. What he said to the doctor at my last visit was something like "having two stepsons who love each rather than hate each other. Well, battles must be picked." The doctor was expressionless which cracked me up!" Ty said. I had to laugh too.
"Ty, what you said earlier, we have had to deal with some serious things and we have made it through all of them. I am so fucking sorry you had to, uh, see that with your mom but you are so strong and brilliant. You're going to go all the way too. I hope I'm around I'm to see it and it's not just a sex game. But, the sex is fun," I said, being flirty.
"Sex is sex. Use it for good and use it for bad. You will get what you ask for," Ty said.
"Amen, brother! I'm chilling with Ford Saturday afternoon on the football field. Maybe we three could get a bite together Saturday evening." Then I paused and thought and I was immediately frightened.
"No, silly, Ford is not our next adventure. I respect what you said in that you should mentor him on the field. He has a long way to go before he's ready for our expertise," Ty said.
"I thought that too. I want him to excel, Ty. I hope he can do all that he wants to do. Go all the way."
"He will and he's a fabulous addition to my Dive-in program!"
"Oh my God, you're such a politician now!"
"That's what Mayor Buxtehude wants too. He says he's counting on me bringing some useful stuff to the City Council this year. The schools are starving for a better program."
"I knew that's what he was talking to you about. I suspect you will and Keith will help you. Oh wait, it's not him is it?" I asked.
"No! Definitely not him!"
By bedtime, I was exhausted. It had been a full few days. I had images of Ricky's beautiful body in my head. I had Ty's hurt and pain in my heart. Visions of Ford Fisher taking the team to an undefeated season danced on my bedroom ceiling. Tristan, Ginny, Lisa, Jack, and Bryce occupied that place of wonder, we all have. What will things be like when they are no longer your comfort zone? Then it hit me. Bryce. Bryce Chatley! Ty was such a schemer and he thinks he's got a brilliant secret plan. Well, I got his number. He is, at some point, and it will have to be soon, going to propose to me we give an excellent night of decadence to Bryce Chatley. Ok, that thought didn't last long in my head before my dick got hard. "Fuck, that will be so hot," I thought. "Yep, Bryce is definitely in need. And why not? Bryce has been there for us enough times. And I'm not the one doing all the scheming these days. Ty is stepping up!" I laughed out loud. I crawled out of my bed and slipped through the bathroom. The house was quiet. Ty's music could be heard bleeping from his ear buds. He looked toward me.
"Has my midnight wolf come to give me some puppy love?" he asked in a whisper.
"Scoot over," I said. "Ruff!" I barked suddenly, causing him to jerk.
"Ok, that was stupid sexy," Ty said.