Abandoned Boy

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The Abandoned Boy

Chapter 46

In Chapter 45, we left off with...

The four of us arriving home from our camping trip. Now, in this chapter, we'll see what Rob was up to while we were away...

While we were enjoying ourselves at Quabbin Reservoir, Rob decided he'd best make time to go and visit his birth father and his family. Since he'd first met them all, he'd already been to see Sandy and her family twice, and enjoyed spending the night at our place with his Uncle Johnny and his partner Mike when they'd come to visit us, but he hadn't gone to visit his father's family. His father was aware of all this, and Rob had noticed a disappointed tone in Joe's voice when he last talked to him, when Joe asked when he was coming for a visit, and Rob had replied that he didn't know. It wasn't that Rob was trying to avoid his father and his family. Rather, he was busy working, and most of his time off, he was spending with Cody! So, when he heard his father's tone, and realized he'd been lax about giving his father's family equal time, he promised to check his work schedule, which was coming out later that day, and get back to them on when he could make a trip out to see them.

When Rob got to work that night, he looked at the newly posted schedule and found that he had 3 days in a row off starting a few days later. Better still, Rob knew that Cody wasn't going to be available those days! Grinning, he pulled out his cell phone, and called his father, who sounded surprised to hear him so soon.

"How 'bout I come out for a visit Thursday through Saturday this week?" Rob had asked in a happy, excited voice.

"Really?" his father cried, sounding genuinely surprised, but much happier than earlier.

"Well... I know you have to work Thursday and Friday, but we'll have evenings, and Saturday together, and I can hang with the guys on Thursday and Friday!" Rob said.

"Well, that sounds very nice," Joe said. "As long as you're sure it doesn't interfere with your schedule!"

"Nope, it's fine!" Rob said. "I can't believe I actually got three days in a row off - that never happens!"

"What about Sunday?" Joe asked.

"I have to work again!" Rob said, glumly.

"What time do you have to go in?" Joe asked.

Rob's eyes lit up and he grinned and said, "Actually, not until 3:00!"

"Wonderful! You don't have to leave until Sunday morning then!" Joe said. Quickly he followed up with "unless you have other plans for Saturday night?"

"Nope!" Rob said. "That'd be fine... as long as you're OK with me crashing with you for so long!"

Rob could 'hear' the grin on his father's face as Joe said, "I know you have a home with your adoptive parents, but Rob, our home is your home too! So there's no limit on how long you stay! Come stay with us whenever you want, for as long as you want!"

"Cool!" Rob said, as he noticed his boss heading in his direction. "Thanks!.... um... sorry to have to cut this short, but I'm gonna have to go now. OK?"

"Sure! You run along, and we'll see you Thursday! Call before you leave, so we know when to expect you," Joe said.

"OK, I will. Bye," Rob said.

"Bye Rob," Joe said.

Smiling, Rob hung up and scampered off to get ready to begin his shift.

When Rob woke up Thursday morning, he was excited about the prospect of visiting his father and half-brothers. He felt slightly nervous about his step-mother though. He wasn't sure why, but he felt she wasn't so happy about her husband having a son by another woman!

As he thought about his trip to see them, he remembered he wouldn't get to see Cody for a few days, and that depressed him a little - especially when his cock started to slowly stretch out.

"Would've been great if Cody could've come along!" he muttered to himself, as his hand snaked under the covers.

Rob closed his eyes then, as his hand closed around his stiffening dick, and a slight smile appeared on his lips as he began massaging himself to fullness.

With images of Cody, lying naked on top of him, and leaning in to kiss him, Rob could nearly feel Cody's greased hardon sliding into him. As he pleasured himself while daydreaming about his boyfriend pushing himself up inside him, his breathing became huskier, and his smile grew a little more pronounced.

Once he was fully erect, Rob continued to masturbate slowly. After a minute or so though, he suddenly, and abruptly stopped. Quickly, he pushed the covers off, exposing his naked body to the cooler air in the room. Instantly both his nipples, which were already standing at attention, became even more pointed. As Rob looked down at his body, he smiled when he saw his erect nipples, and reached up with both hands, and ever-so-lightly rubbed the tips of his pinky fingers back and forth, and around and around, over the very tips of them, causing his body to twitch spastically a couple of times, as subtle shockwaves of delight surged through his nervous system.

He stopped after a minute, and smiling to himself, turned onto his side and leaned toward the night stand. Rob reached inside the drawer and withdrew a small zippered toiletries bag. He also reached for the box of Kleenex that was sitting on top of the night stand as well, before rolling back over onto his back, bringing the retrieved items with him.

With a heightened look of arousal on his face, Rob unzipped the toiletries bag, and withdrew a large, penis-shaped, battery operated, dildo, and a tube of KY jelly. Smiling, he squirted some KY into his hand, and began rubbing it all over the phallus. When it was liberally coated with lubricant, Rob pulled his knees upward, swinging them outward at the same time. As he did this, his buttocks flattened, exposing the mildly hairy insides of his ass cheeks, and his pink, tightly puckered, boy cunt. Without ceremony, Rob reached down between his thighs, and nestled the head of the greased vibrator against his anus, and began gently pressing it against himself. As he did, he consciously relaxed his pelvic muscles, and pushed with them, a little like he did when he was sitting on the toilet taking a dump. A moment later, Rob's sphincter began to spread open.

"Awww!" Rob gasped softly, his eyes closing a little, then lazily opening again, as his hole opened enough so the dildo suddenly slid through it, and began to slowly move upward into his rectum.

Smiling again, Rob gently pushed on the dildo, and slowly, it slid deeper and deeper into him!

"It's not Cody, but it's better than nothing," he thought to himself, as his rectum filled with the fake dick.

After a moment, Rob felt some resistance deep inside himself, and an inability to push the rubber cock any further into himself. He stopped pressing on it, and relaxed, and enjoyed the completely 'filled' feeling he always got whenever he held his toy lodged in place with his hand, stuffed as far into his intestines as he could get it.

Shortly, Rob felt completely comfortable having the long, thick shaft pushed up inside him, and smiling to himself again, he slowly twisted the knob on the back end of the dildo, which turned on the vibrator.

"Oh yeah!" he groaned softly, as he slowly twisted the knob a little more, increasing the speed and amount of vibration, until it was pulsating almost as fast and furiously as it could go.

When he had the power level set to his satisfaction, Rob slowly began to withdraw the fake penis from his ass. When it was nearly all the way out, he began to slowly shove it back up inside himself as far as it could go again. Then, as he started to withdraw it again, he also reached for his cock and began rubbing the remaining lubricant in his hand, all over it. Slowly, as he slid the huge cylinder in and out of himself, he began stroking up and down his dick too.

"Mmmmmm" Rob moaned happily, as he fell into a rhythm, plunging the vibrating rubber cock in and out of his hole, holding it so it rubbed roughly over his prostate as it moved back and forth over it, and masturbating with his free hand.

Within seconds, if anyone had been watching they'd have thought Rob had been sodomizing himself and jacking off for several minutes. The look on his face had quickly turned passionate, as he felt his orgasm starting to build almost from the moment he began pleasuring himself.

It wasn't too long after Rob began pumping his hand up and down his dick, and pistoning the vibrating dildo in and out of his rectum, that he knew his orgasm was quickly approaching. He could feel the familiar, pleasant, pressure building.

As Rob's face became blotched with large red spots, and his breathing became heavier still through widely flared nostrils, he closed his eyes, and as his hand shoved the dildo in and out of his asshole, he pretended it was Cody fucking him, and that his own hand that was wrapped around his stiff cock, flying up and down it, was really Cody's hand, and that Cody was giving his dick a great time too, as he fucked him!

As he pleasured himself, Rob fought to hold back his orgasm as long as possible, knowing the longer he held off the more pleasureable it would be. Shortly though, Rob knew the point of no return was near. His face contorted a little as his nostrils continued flaring, then relaxing momentarily, then widening again, as his hands flew, and he fought to stave off the inevitable.

"Awwwwww!!!" he groaned suddenly, as his anus clamped around the dildo, just as a huge string of semen shot out his piss slit, arced through the air, and landed on his upper chest and neck.

Gasping, Rob continued beating off for all he was worth. A second later, he was again joyously blowing another stream of semen through the air.

As Rob continued masturbating and fucking himself, he kept on spasming with pleasure, and moaning happily for the next half minute or so. Finally, after his orgasm ended, he twisted the power switch on the dildo off. Leaving his toy stuffed up inside himself though, he let his legs fall down a little, until the dildo began to feel uncomfortable, then held that position. He relaxed then for a minute, catching his breath, and enjoying the warmth that was flowing through his body that he always experienced after such a joyous explosion.

Rob's body gave an involuntary shudder a minute later, as a residual spasm of delight rippled through him. His pelvic muscles automatically flexed at the same time, making his anus firmly clamp down on the hard foreign object that was still shoved up inside him. A bit more semen oozed from his already softening penis as well.

"Damn that was nice!" he said to himelf, grinning with pleasure.

After a couple minutes, the effects of his orgasm had waned for the most part, and the droplets, lines, and splotches of cum that were streaking and spotting his torso began to feel cold.

"Time to clean up I guess!" he muttered, smiling wryly as he gingerly slid the dildo from his ass, then lowered his legs and swung his feet over the edge of the bed, and sat up.

Quickly, so he didn't rub any lube or shit from his ass on the bed, Rob got up, and headed for the bathroom. He walked quickly too, so that all the cum on his chest didn't drip onto the floor. As he tossed the dildo into the sink to be washed later, Rob crinkled his nose when he noticed there was a small bit of gooey-looking shit clinging to the tip of it. He grinned though when he looked at his reflection in the mirror over the sink and saw so much semen splattered all over him.

"Damn I blow a huge load!" he chuckled. Quickly then, he hopped into the shower.

As soon as Rob had the water temperature adjusted, he set about washing himself. As he rubbed the lubricant from his penis, it began to swell a little again. Briefly he considered jacking off again, but decided in the end, since he'd just had a massive orgasm, and his penis wasn't responding as much as he'd thought it might right away, not to bother taking the time to coax himself back into a full state of arousal. He did spend a good amount of time washing his ass though, and held the hand-held showerhead so that the water gently pulsated against his somewhat swollen pucker.

Shortly Rob finished up, and soon, he was out of the shower, had dried off, his hair was dried and spiked, and he'd washed his dildo. Still nude, with his penis jiggling, he padded back across the hallway to his bedroom. There, he put his dildo in its bag. As he was about to put the bag back in his drawer, he paused and thought a moment, then smiling he quickly stuffed it into his duffel bag, which he'd packed the night before.

Next, Rob made his bed. When he was done, he finally grabbed some clothes he'd set out the night before and pulled them on. Then, he grabbed his keys, wallet, and duffel bag, and headed downstairs.

Since no one was home, and he was anxious to get on the road, Rob opted to just fill a travel mug with coffee that his parents had left warming in the coffee maker for him, and hit the road. Before he left, he picked up the phone and dialed his birth father's number. Nobody answered, so he just left a message on the answering maching that he was on his way. And then he WAS on his way!

Rob had only driven about 50 miles on the interstate, before he realized he had to pee. Luckily, a few miles further on, just as he was considering pulling onto the shoulder and pissing out the passenger door, he as a sign for a rest stop a couple miles ahead. He was glad to see it. Either the large mug of coffee he'd drank as he drove along, or the fact he'd had an orgasm not a little earlier, which usually caused him to feel like he had to pee shortly afterward, or a combination of the two, was causing Rob's bladder to feel full.

A couple miles later, he pulled into the rest area, and trotted into the building. Although he was instantly interested in the fast foods offered, since the aroma inside the building smelled so good, he quickly moved toward the men's room! Initally, Rob was alone in the men's room, which he found odd for a rest stop, although he had noted that traffic on the road was light. As he stood at the urinals peeing, though, a chubby guy who looked to be in his thirties, with thinning blonde wavy hair, walked in and stepped up to the urinal right next to Rob. Rob thought this was unusual as there were a few others, and he could've chosen one at least a couple away. Instantly Rob became wary. He himself had cautiously checked out some good looking guys in men's rooms before. He'd never been blantant about it though, nor had anyone he noticed ever blatantly tried to approach him in a men's room before either. He knew it happened though sometimes, and wondered if this guy was cruising him now! Out of the corner of his eye, Rob looked the guy over. Not only was he overweight, but he was shorter than Rob too. Although he wasn't ugly, he wasn't good looking either. Definitely not someone a boy like Rob would be interested in. After a moment though, Rob realized he didn't hear the guy peeing as he stood up to the urinal! Curious, Rob glanced surreptitiously sideways and downward. When he did, he apparently wasn't as surrpetitious as he'd thought, and apparently the guy had been watching him intently, because, as Rob glanced downward, the man pulled his hips back slightly, and displayed his roughly 6-1/2" hardon, which he was gently massaging!

Instantly, Rob's eyes flew upward, and he found himself looking directly into the light hazel eyes of the perve! As their eyes locked, the guy suddenly smiled laciviously, then blatantly he leaned over and looked down right in front of Rob, into his urinal, to check out his penis!

"Nice!" he said in a soft, yet husky voice.

Poor Rob was aghast! No stranger had ever done anything so blatant to him before, and he was completely shocked by it!

Wide-eyed, Rob stared incredulously at the guy for a moment as he finished peeing. Then, he quickly gave his penis a couple shakes to flip the last drops of his urine off the tip of it. He didn't know what to say or do. Although he was gay, he'd never been propositioned to begin with, much less by an old "troll"!

"I'll help you out with that if you like!" the guy said in an undertone. "We can go into the back stall, and I'll suck you off!"

Rob stared at him with saucer eyes for a moment, but didn't reply. Quickly, as he felt his face heating up, he whipped his penis back into his pants, and fled for the door, leaving the perve staring after him with a mixture of embarrassment, disappointment, and fear on his face.

Rob was glad to get out of the men's room, and just wanted to leave the rest area, but as he entered the main lobby, the tantilizing aromas from the food counters wafted again into his nostrils. He quickly realized he was VERY hungry, as he hadn't had any breakfast yet. For a moment he debated what to do. As he did, he watched the men's room door, to see if the creepy guy was going to follow him. When he didn't come out after a couple minutes, and since he was safely back in public, amongst other people, Rob decided he needn't flee the building. Instead, he walked over to one of the fast food lines, and got in it.

As he stood there a minute waiting for his turn, and reading the menu board, he heard a little boy who was standing in line in front of him with his mother, whisper loudly, "Look Mommy! That boy's fly is open!" As he glanced down at the boy, he realized the boy was pointing right at him. Suddenly he realized that in his haste to get away from the guy in the men's room, he must not have zipped up. Turning beet red, he quickly spun around, reached down, and ripped his zipper up, as the little boy's mother reprimanded her son, and a truck driver who'd gotten in line behind him grinned at him and chuckled.

Embarrassed, and wishing he'd never stopped at the rest area, Rob mentally tried to block out everything going on around him, and stood stiffly in line, until he got his breakfast. As soon as he had his food, and another cup of coffee, he decided not to stay and eat, and headed straight out to the parking lot.

As Rob reached his car, another one pulled in next to him, with a woman and boy in it. As they got out, Rob couldn't help but notice that the boy was extremely good-looking, roughly 5'8", and thin. He looked to be about 13, and had a thick mop of nearly shoulder-length, curly, blond hair on his head. As he admired the boy's hair, and looks, the boy looked up at him. Their eyes connected for a moment, then both quickly looked away. Rob got into his car, and the boy and his mother walked toward the building.

A minute later, as he was driving past the building, heading for the on-ramp, Rob saw the pervert coming out the main door of the building. In disgust, he gunned his engine and sped off, in the rearview, he could see the guy standing, staring longingly after him. Apparently he hadn't had any luck in his endeavor to find a partner to share a "quickie" with, which Rob finally allowed himself to smile slightly about.

After Rob had stormed out of the men's room, the pervert had become a little worried that Rob might report him to security. Scared of being caught in the men's room, if he did, the guy had quickly stepped into a large utility closet in the back corner of the rest room, and closed himself in. He stayed there for some time, waiting. Finally, after he didn't hear any sign of anyone looking for someone, he'd waited until the room was quiet, then quickly stepped back out of the closet. Swiftly he left the rest room and headed for the door. As he hustled through the building's lobby, he noticed a security guard, but the man took no notice of him. Instantly the guy relaxed. Apparently the cute, spike-haired boy hadn't reported him afterall! When he got to the door, he saw Rob driving by. It stung him emotionally though, when he saw the look of disgust on the Rob's face, and when he gunned his engine and sped off. For a moment he stared after him, understanding, but not liking how the kid obviously had felt about him.

As the guy stood staring after Rob's car, his mind wandered back to when they were standing next to each other at the urinals. As he'd walked up next to the boy, he'd noticed he had one hell of a body. Then, when he'd checked his cock out, he couldn't believe how big it was! He'd really wanted to suck the kid off, and wished Rob had been interested in getting a little relief! As the perve thought about all this, he felt his cock starting to get hard again. Not sure what to do, he stood outside the door for a minute thinking. As he did, he looked off toward the parking lot, and noticed the boy and his mother who'd parked next to Rob, approaching the building. Like Rob, the perve noticed that the boy was very good-looking. Instantly the creep's cock throbbed at the thought of seducing the sexy young boy with the gorgeous head of hair! Suddenly, as if a battle had ended in his mind, with an aroused, and determined look on his face, the guy spun around and headed back into the building. Quickly, he walked back to the men's room, where he re-positioned himself in front of a urinal, determined to get some "relief"! Slowly he started masturbating, waiting for his next prospect to appear... hoping it would be the boy he'd just seen heading into the building.

As luck would have it for him, a minute later the boy did walk in! The perve's excitement grew as the boy stepped up to a urinal only one away from the him. Then, as the boy stood a little back from the urinal, pulled out his penis, which looked to be a good size, and began peeing, the perve turned and stared at him, unable to believe his luck!

Instantly the guys's dick felt even stiffer than it had. In his mind he began seeing visions of himself and the boy, standing in the toilet stall in the back of the bathroom. The boy's shorts were down around his ankles, and he was fondling his genitals, and rubbing his ass, prepping him for a blow job and anal probe with his finger.

"Fuck!" he thought. "I so want this kid!"

As the boy obliviously stared straight ahead at the wall tile, and sprayed a thick forceful stream of piss against the back wall of the urinal, the guy continued staring at him longingly.

After a moment, as if he finally "felt" the guys' eyes on him, the boy glanced surreptitiously toward him. He quickly looked embarrassed, and pushed his hips closer to the urinal, when he saw the guy staring at him. As he averted his glance back toward the wall in front of him though, out of the corner of his eye, he saw the pervert grin at him.

As the boy's stream started to subside, the guy said, "Nice day huh?"

Feeling his face warming up, the boy quickly glanced warily back at him, and said, "yeah."

"What's your name?" the guy asked.

Caught completely off guard, the boy automatically replied, "Tyler."

Almost instantly Tyler grimmaced, and silently berated himself for telling the creep his name.

"At least I didn't say my last name too!" he thought, thankfully.

"I'm Dave," The guy said.

As Tyler quickly glanced at him again and not knowing what else to do, nodded slightly, the guy smiled and kept on openly stroking his cock. As he did, Tyler finally caught the movement of his hand out of the corner of his eye, and his head spun sideways and his eyes automatically darted downward and focused directly on what the man was doing. When he finally realized that the guy was actually jerking off in front of him, Tyler's eyes grew huge. After staring at the man's hand stroking up and down his hardon a moment, Tyler quickly looked upward. As he looked in disbelief at the man's face, he was shocked to see the guy was staring right at him. Dave saw the recognition in Tyler's eyes, of what he was doing in, and he smiled lewdly at the boy.

"Wanta see it?" he asked softly.

"What?" Tyler asked, looking and sounding even more surprised.

The guy stepped back and released his cock, openly displaying his hardon for the boy to look at.

"Let me see your's now!" Dave said, smiling laciviously at the boy, who was staring down in disbelief at his dick.

Tyler was completely shocked. He knew these things happened in mens' rooms, but it had never happened to him. Of course, he was usually not alone in a men's room either! As a result, he had no idea what to do!

Not only was Tyler shocked by what this guy was doing, and asking him to do, but he was also suddenly shocked to feel that he was getting aroused as well! He couldn't believe it when he felt his own dick starting to stiffen up! And, he had no idea why it was either, because even though he and his best friend fooled around together, and sucked each other's dicks pretty much every day - sometimes a couple or more times a day - although never fully to orgasm - whenever one of them felt close to cumming, he'd announce it and they'd finish each other off with a lotioned hand - Tyler didn't think of himself as being gay. He and Cory were just 'suck buddies' who were only helping each other out til one of them could get a girl to sleep with him. So Tyler didn't think he'd ever be 'attracted' to a guy, and besides, this Dave was ugly anyway! Never-the-less, as Tyler stood there, staring incredulously at Dave, to his shocking surprise - his cock was steadily hardening!

Not knowing what to do, Tyler just stood staring at the man's dick, as it stuck out of his fly, pointing right at him. He could see it twitching up and down slightly, as the blood pulsated through it, and the tip of it looked moist, as if the guy had already begun dripping pre-cum! Tyler's eyes widened even more when Dave grasped it again and grinning lewdly, started to masturbate again - right in front of him!

Unconciously, as he stood there staring unbelievingly at the guy, Tyler didn't realize his own hand had wrapped fully around his own penis and begun moving back and forth too! Dave noticed the motion of Tyler's wrist though, and his grin broadened, as his dick flexed in delight!

"No reason for you to do that! I can take care of it for you! But - you gotta let me see it first!" Dave said, still grinning lewdly, as he continued flogging his cock in front of Tyler, who couldn't take his eyes off it.

Tyler was so stupefied by the situation that unknowingly, he automatically, as if following a command without thinking about it, stepped back a little from the urinal, still holding his nearly fully-erect dick in his hand, thus allowing the guy to see him.

"Wow!" Dave said, his eyes opening wider for an instant, then returning to normal. "You got a nice big one for your size! If you want, I'll suck it for you!"

At Dave's offer, Tyler's eyes became literal saucers, and he finally looked back up at the man's face. He couldn't believe this guy was offering to give him a blow job. Suddenly, all he could think of though was how good it would feel to shove his cock into a hot, wet, mouth! He hadn't had the opportunity to get together with Cory in over a week, and although he jacked off all the time, he was horny as hell to get home and be with Cory again. As much as he'd missed Cory, Tyler was taken aback when he realized that he was so overcome with arousal, that he wanted to accept Dave's offer... What the fuck was going on? He wasn't gay, but here he was, wanting to let this guy suck him off... But what if the guy wanted something from him in return? It wasn't like he was Cory. If it was Cory, he'd be more than happy to suck his dick. In fact, as he thought about it, he realized he actually was kind of looking forward to pleasuring Cory again. But, there was no way he wanted to do anything with this ugly guy, except let him suck on his cock!

"Well?" Dave asked, as the stiffness of Tyler's penis wavered up and down as he alternately thought how good a blow job would feel just then, but then worried that the guy would want him to suck on his too.

"If I let you, I ain't gonna do anything back to you!" Tyler said, as he resumed stroking his log.

"You don't have to," Dave said. Although he was disappointed - he'd hoped to maybe be able to seduce the boy into letting him put his cock up his ass. He realized he was lucky the kid would consider doing anything with him at all, and he still very much wanted to taste his cock and spunk anyway! "I'll just suck you off! OK?"

"'K," Tyler said warily. He couldn't believe this was happening. He also couldn't believe the level of arousal he was feeling. As his dick flexed with excitement though, he still felt a little uncertain about it all.

"Follow me!" Dave said quickly, realizing he'd better not give the boy time to think about it and change his mind. Grinning again, and without putting his dick away, he hustled quickly into the last stall at the back end of the row, and motioned for Tyler to follow him. Tyler hesitated for a moment, but then, focusing on burying his cock in the guy's warm wet mouth, he quickly hurried after him. They both just managed to get into the stall before they heard the men's room door open.

Dave motioned for Tyler to be quiet, then he quickly sat down on the toilet Indian style, so his feet didn't hang down. He put a hand on each of Tyler's hips then. Tyler let Dave guide him into position right in front of him. Then, looking down, Tyler watched, unable to believe this was happening to him, as the guy quickly opened his cargo shorts, and slid them and his boxers downward, to his knees. As he did, Tyler's roughly 7" circumsized penis sprang upward, pointing directly at Dave. The base of it was nestled in a thick curly bush of light brown pubic hair. Two nice-sized balls dangled in Tyler's slack, baby-smooth scrotum from underneath it at its base.

"God you're beautiful!" the perve cooed in a bearly audible whisper.

"Thanks!" Tyler croaked softly, staring down at the man, a little uncertain of what was going to happen next.

Dave sat still for a moment, marveling at the boy's beauty, as he waited for whoever was in the wing of toilets to finish up.

As a urinal flushed, the man whispered, "When I tell you - Step outta the shorts!"

Again, he waited a moment, then when they heard water running in a sink, Dave nodded, and pushed Tyler's shorts and boxers to the floor. Quickly, as Dave held them open for him, Tyler stepped out of them. Suddenly, he was left standing in front of Dave, completely nude from the waist down, except for his sneakers. When he realized this, he suddenly felt very vulnerable, which caused his feeling of arousal to begin fading. For a moment, he nervously wondered if he'd made a bad decision.

They heard feet again, then the bathroom door opened, the footsteps faded, and the door shut. They were in the bathroom alone together again.

"Guess they're right - big feet mean a big dick," Dave said, chuckling softly, as he looked down at Tyler's feet. "What size you wear?"

"11," Tyler replied, wondering if he should just leave. But, then he thought about how nice a blow job would feel, and he wished the guy would just get to it, so he could get going. His mother had to be starting to wonder where he was.

Dave handed Tyler his clothes and told him to hang them on the hook behind him.

As Tyler hung his clothes up, Dave leaned forward and opened his mouth, and lowered it over the full length of the boy's member, so that his lips fell right at the boy's pubic hairline. When he closed his mouth and began sliding back off the boy's dick, he caused a loud, surprised, but passionate gasp to escape from Tyler's throat.

"Shh..." Dave hissed softly, having immediately spit out the boy's dick again. "Remember - we have to be absolutely quiet!"

Tyler nodded at Dave who was looking up at him. Dave smiled then, and leaned forward and went down on Tyler again, causing the boy to gasp silently again with pleasure. Tyler loved having his cock sucked, and even though this guy seemed creepy, he sure knew how to give head! Tyler was loving the feeling of the guy's hot wet mouth encasing and sliding up and down his favorite body part!

Tyler stared down at the thinning hair on the top of his molester's head for a minute. Then, realizing the guy was a comlete turn-off, he looked at the tiled back wall of the stall. Finally, a moment later, he closed his eyes and thought of Cory. In his mind he pictured the two of them lying on Cory's bed in a '69', gently sucking on, and masturbating each other, and exploring each other's nut sacks with their other hand. Fantasizing that it was Cory who was blowing him, Tyler marveled at the wonderful feelings he was experiencing, as Dave began quickly pistoning back and forth on his penis.

As Dave sucked on the boy, unbeknownst to Tyler, whose eyes were closed as he fantasized about being with Cory, Dave quickly reached into his shirt pocket for a small bottle of lubricant. He popped it open and liberally lubricated the middle finger of his right hand with it. After he put the bottle back in his pocket, he reached between Tyler's thighs and cupped his ass in his hand, carefully holding his lubricated finger sticking at an outward angle, so the lube didn't rub off on Tyler's ass. At first Tyler felt nervous about the guy grabbing his ass, and tensed up, but when Dave just cupped his cheeks and held onto him, gently kneading them a little, he relaxed. Sensing the tension draining from Tyler's muscles, Dave waited a moment. Then, when he was sure Tyler was relaxed, Dave suddenly wormed his lubricated middle finger inbetween the boy's buttocks. Tyler's eyes flew wide open in shock, as Dave's fingertip began probing his pucker. Nobody had ever touched him there before - not even Cory, and Tyler didn't want anyone playing with his asshole! Before he could protest though, he was surprised to find that what Dave was doing to him felt pretty good. And in fact, combined with what Dave was doing to him with his mouth, Tyler was suddenly feeling pleasure like he'd never felt before. In fact, it felt so good, he couldn't focus fully on anything else! So he didn't bother to try and stop Dave from fingering his hole, and let him continue as he sucked his cock as well. After a minute, Tyler smiled a little as he realized he really loved the feeling of being massaged in such a private place on his body.

As Dave serviced Tyler, they heard the men's room door open again. Dave slowed his sucking down, although he didn't stop altogether, in order to stop making slurping noises, as they heard a man and a couple of noisy little boys enter the room. The boys quickly ran into stalls a few away from the one they were in, and began peeing, while the man used a urinal. All the while they were peeing and washing their hands, Dave continued softly sucking and fingering Tyler, who was nearly beside himself with erotic pleasure by the time the man and his sons had left the bathroom. Being sucked and fingered so gently was the biggest turn on Tyler had ever experienced. He was used to going faster, and more roughly with Cory. While that always ended pleasurably, Tyler thought that what Dave was doing to him now was awesome!

"Ahhh!!! What the fuck???" Tyler cried out sharply in both surprise and discomfort, as he involuntarily pitched forward slightly, and leaned over Dave's head, the moment after the men's room door had shut again behind the man and his sons. Quickly, he grabbed at the toilet paper dispenser to steady himself, in reaction to Dave's pudgy, greased, finger being suddenly and forcefully jammed upward through his sphincter.

Dave grabbed and squeezed Tyler's balls gently, and released them, in reminder to be quiet.

Tyler couldn't help himself though when Dave suddenly shoved his finger all the way up inside him and began deftly rubbing on his prostate gland.

"Awwwwwwwwwww!!!!" Tyler cried, pitching forward even more, so he was bent at the hip, leaning over Dave a little.

Again, leaving his finger fully inserted in Tyler's rectum, Dave used his other hand to gently squeeze the boy's testicles in warning.

"Oh fuck!" Tyler let out a barely audible whisper a moment later though, as the initial pain he'd felt suddenly turned into an extremely pleasant sensation, as Dave's finger began to expertly massage his walnut. Almost instantly he felt his orgasm starting to build up as well!

softly snorting like a pig, and slurping, Dave sucked without abandon then, up and down Tyler's cock, and slammed his finger in and out of him, rubbing roughly on his gland.

As Tyler's pleasure built, he began panting, and his right leg began to tremble. He held on tightly to the toilet paper dispenser, trying to hold off his orgasm as long as possible.

"OOooohhhhh!!!!" Tyler cried in a hoarse whisper a moment later though, his face contorted passionately, as he lost his battle to control himself, and he felt his body suddenly explode joyously! His asshole clamped tightly around his pleasure-giver's finger, and he fired a copius amount of semen down Dave's throat.

Dave continued sucking and finger-fucking Tyler for all he was worth, as Tyler silently gasped and fought not to audibly groan every second or two, as his body spasmed joyously over and over, and he repeatedly flooded the man's mouth with his seed, while his asshole tried to hold onto his finger. Tyler had never felt such a passionate orgasm before! It was so good, his legs felt ready to give out!

Eventually, Tyler felt both thankful, and a little disappointed, when his passion began to wane. Dave sensed the imminent culmination of Tyler's orgasm, and slowed his actions down. He kept sucking up and down the boy's penis, and gently massaged the boy's prostate yet though, even after his orgasm had ended. After a moment, Tyler suddenly grunted and tensed one last time as a residual spasm reverbrated through him, and Dave tasted a little more of his cum that oozed from his piss slit. Gently then, Dave slid his finger from Tyler's rectum, and pulled off his cock, licking him clean and dry. As a slight whiff of shit wafted in their nostrils, Dave started to unroll some toilet paper, and looked up at the Tyler.

"How was that?" he asked, in a barely audible, but husky tone.

Panting, Tyler stared incredulously down at Dave, still unable to believe what had just happened to him.

"Well? Was it good?" Dave persisted.

Finally, Tyler managed a small smile and nodded.

Dave smiled up at him then. Then, he used the toilet paper he'd unrolled to wipe Tyler's shit from his finger. He couldn't get it all - a little was stuck in the cracks at the edge of his finger nails. He gave up trying, deciding to wash his finger later. Next, he wadded the paper up and reached up and pulled tyler's shoulders down, so he was leaning over his shoulder, bent at the hips, and his ass cheeks opened a little. Gently, he wiped the boy's ass for him, then reached behind himself and discarded the paper.

"So you liked it?" Dave asked, looking up at Tyler, whose face was still red from his exertion, although his breathing had slowed again.

"It was great!" Tyler answered, still looking daunted by the whole experience.

"Glad I could help you out!" Dave said. "You got a great dick, and shoot a nice load! Your ass's nice too!"

Dave reached back and squeezed Tyler's left ass cheek and smiled lewdly up at him. Suddenly, Tyler felt uneasy again. Did the guy want to fuck him now? No way did Tyler want that! It was enough he'd stuffed his finger up his ass... actually, that had ended up feeling pretty good though. But no way was Tyler going to take the guy's cock!

"I gotta go!" he said quickly.

"OK," Dave said, wishing the boy would've lingered and maybe would want to do something else. He understood though that his arousal had dissipated with his orgasm.

Quickly, Tyler pulled his boxers and shorts off the hook, and got himself dressed.

When he was dressed, Dave listened a minute. After hearing no sounds, he opened the stall door. Tyler spun around and stepped out. He turned around then and contemplated Dave.

Finally, after a moment, Tyler said, "Um... thanks I guess."

"You're welcome!" Dave said.

Tyler continued looking at him, studying him. Suddenly, he nodded, then spun around and quickly walked to the sinks. Dave closed the stall door. As he listened to Tyler quickly washing his hands, he reached for the lube in his pocket, and poured some into his hand. Then, as Tyler exited the bathroom, somewhat disappointedly he reached for his penis, and began masturbating.

"Are you OK dear?" Tyler's mother, asked him when he finally joined her, still pink-faced, and breathing a little heavily, in the line at the fast food counter. "You were gone a long time."

"I'm fine," he replied. Then, blushing a little darker, in an undertone he added, "I had to take a dump!"

He prayed there was no way she could tell from looking at him what he'd really just been doing.

"You look flushed!" she said, and felt his cheek.

"Mom!" Tyler cried in an exasperated tone.

"You do feel a little warm too!" his mother said, ignoring his apparent embarrassment.

"I'm fine Mom!" Tyler said. Then he suddenly burst out, "Get me a cheese burger, fries, and a coke. I'll get a table."

With that he spun around and left her, and headed for the tables, while his mother clucked a little disapprovingly, but turned to face forward in the line again.

As Tyler sat down at a table to wait for his mother, all he could think about was what had just happened to him in the men's room. He'd never felt such a powerfull orgasm before, and he was still enjoying its after-warmth! Although he was feeling so good about it, he felt a little bothered by the fact that he'd enjoyed the faggot's finger being shoved up his ass so much! Now that his initial orgasmic after-glow was beginning to wear off, he was suddenly bothered by the fact he'd let such a gross old perve do those things to him, and especially that he'd enjoyed it so much! What bothered him more though was the fact that he was already wondering if he would be able to talk Cory into shoving their fingers up each other's butts! The more he thought about it, he wondered too, that if a finger felt so good - wouldn't a cock feel even better? But... liking it when a cock was shoved up your ass was definitely gay! And he wasn't gay!.... or... was he?????????

By the time his mother arrived at the table with their food, Tyler's good mood had completely left him, and he was sitting brooding in disgust at his recent actions, and he was silently praying that he wasn't going to turn out to be gay! As hard as he prayed he wouldn't be though, and as disgusted with himself as he was, he couldn't deny the fact he'd loved how what Dave had done to him had made him feel! Nor could he deny that he wanted someone to do it to him again! In fact... as he ate, he began planning another trip back to the men's room, on the pretext of washing his hands after he ate, to see if the guy was still there, and might want seconds! After the plan had hatched in his mind, he suddenly realized what he was thinking, and was even more disgusted with himself. At the same time, he noticeably started eating faster, and he couldn't lose the hardon he'd developed again, and all that did was make him worry more about his sexuality! His and his mother's lunch was absolutely silent, as the boy's mind whirled with these thoughts, and his mother sat worrying that something might be wrong with her son.

As they ate, the boy kept watching the men's room, as under the table he started surreptitiously massaging the lump in his crotch. Suddenly, about a minute before he would've finished eating, and headed back to the men's room, he lost his erection when he saw Dave come out of the mens room and leave the building. His reaction to Dave's leaving both surprised, and disturbed him. As he continued eating, his insides began churning.

When he finished eating, Tyler did go back to the bathroom. He went right to the stall he and Dave had used. On the floor in the back corner, he saw some soiled, wadded up, toilet paper. It was the paper Dave had wiped his ass with, and that was his shit on it! Next to it though was another wad of paper, and it looked wet, as if someone had blown a load of cum into it. Instantly he wondered if the guy had serviced someone else as well! His cock surged at the thought.

As there was nothing else he could do, Tyler pulled his shorts down and sat down on the toilet. Then he took his hardon in his hand, and spent a couple minutes pumping it. After a minute, he quickly grabbed at the toilet paper roll and pulled a length off and wadded it up. Then he shoved it under the tip of his penis and held up the front of it a little, as he continued masturbating. A moment later, as his nostrils opened wider, and he felt his face warming up, he again exploded, and with relief, pumped a load of cum into the wad of tissue. Smiling, Tyler continued jacking off, and over the next few seconds, deposited a few more globs of semen into the toilet paper.

Finally, when his orgasm had ended, he wiped off the tip of his cock, and dropped the tissue in the toilet. Then he got up, re-dressed, flushed the toilet and left.

At the sink, as he washed his hands, he looked critically into his reflection in the mirror. Part of him felt happy over having just jerked off again, while another part of him felt disgusted. Worse still were the thoughts he was having about trying to convince Cory to take things they were doing a little further. While a part of him was disgusted by the thought, the other half of his brain was very excited and aroused by it.

After a moment of standing looking at himself in the mirror, overwhelmed by his mixed emotions, many of which scared and disgusted him, and were causing him to fight back tears that were starting to well in his eyes, Tyler breathed in deeply a few times, and steeled himself. Forcing himself to think of other things, he finished washing his hands, and wiped his face with the damp paper towel after drying them. Then, he went back out to rejoin his mother.

It was a little after lunch time when Rob arrived at his father's house. Only his stepmother Diana seemed to be home when he arrived. He was surprised at how friendly and relaxed she seemed. As Diana bustled about preparing some food for him, she talked brightly, asking how his parents were, and commenting on the weather.

Rob couldn't believe how different she seemed, but he was glad. As she chattered on, he wondered if maybe she'd just seemed cold and disagreeable when he'd first met her, because she was at Sandy's house, and the spotlight had been on not only him, but on her husband and his ex-high school sweetheart. Whatever the case, Rob was happy that she'd mellowed out, and the two had a pleasant conversation as Diana added more and more bowls and plates of food to the table.

"Would you mind going and getting Jason please?" Diana asked, suddenly, just as it appeared the table couldn't hold anymore food, and she attempted to squeeze three plates around the edge of it. "He's in his room, upstairs. Last door on the right."

"No problem! That's cool! I thought maybe he was off somewhere," Rob said. "What about Josh?"

"Oh Josh is off at the moment, so it's just the three of us," Diana said. She looked as if she felt a little awkward then, and added, "By the way, you can take your bag up at the same time... um... if you don't mind bunking in with Jason that is."

"Oh!" Rob said. He hadn't thought about the sleeping arrangements, and assumed they'd have a guest room, or that he could sleep on the couch.

"If that's a problem, I'm sorry," Diana said, blushing slightly. "Our house is rather small, and the only other thing I can offer is the living room couch, which really isn't too comfortable to sleep on."

"Oh NO!" Rob said, blushing himself. "It's no problem..."

Rob's mind was racing then. Apparently his father hadn't told his wife about Rob's orientation, otherwise, she wouldn't be offering for him to share her son's room.

"I can tell it is though," Diana said. She peered strangely at Rob.

"Um, no really it isn't - not for me at least! Um... " he hesitated. Should he tell her?

"OK, well, Jason's OK with it... of course - I better tell you, you'll have to share his bed as well as his room!" Diana said.

Rob's eyes widened slightly. He knew for sure then that his step-mother was unaware he was gay. Actually, he had already figured that out when she'd been so nice to him when he arrived. If she knew, he figured she wouldn't have been as nice. Damnit! He thought. This was going to ruin everything... but he knew he had to tell her.

"Listen," Rob said, as his face began to heat up. "There's something you should know about me, before you offer to have me share a bed with your son -"

"It's OK Rob. Your dad told me," Diana said softly.

Rob's eyes opened wide and he stared at her, surprised.

"What exactly did he tell you?" Rob asked then, suddenly not sure they were thinking of the same thing.

"That you're gay," Diana said. "Just so you know - it's OK with me."

"Really?" Rob said, smiling slightly. He couldn't believe it!

"Yes, really," Diana said, and she shocked Rob more then, by stepping over to him and giving him a hug and a peck on the cheek.

"Christ!" Rob said, smiling, but blinking quickly trying not to get misty. "Um... I don't know what to say... um... Thanks - I guess!"

"You're welcome!" his step-mother said. "I know a few gay people at work, and there's your uncle, who your father adores, so - I'm fine with you being gay too."

Rob grinned broadly at her, as she smiled brightly at him. Suddenly his face fell though and he said, "So... you know. Um... and you don't care if I sleep in the same bed with Jason?"

Diana's face became serious.

"I understand that you're gay, and what that means Rob. But I also find you to be a mature young man, who I expect has been raised well, and knows right from wrong. Jason's your half-brother, and your father hopes that eventually, you'll be as close as he and his brother are. I think it would be fine for you to share a bed."

Although Diana didn't outright tell Rob not to try anything with Jason, he caught the very subtle warning in what she'd said.

"Thank you Diana," Rob said. "I don't want anyone to be uncomfortable in any way though about anything, because of me.

"I'm not, at all," Diana said, smiling what seemed to be a genuine smile. "And neither is your father."

Rob smiled again. A moment later though, a thought hit him.

"Um... what about Jason? Does he know about me? Is he OK with having a gay guy in his bed with him?" Rob asked, feeling worried again.

"Well," Diana said, looking surprised. "No, we haven't told him... We didn't know whether we should or not really."

As she looked at Rob, with a somewhat perplexed look on her face, Rob said, "since I'll be sharing his bed, I suppose he has the right to know and decide if it's OK."

"Well..." Diana said, thinking a moment before sighing slightly and continuing, " I expect maybe you're right. We can discuss it over lunch I guess."

"NO!" Rob cried suddenly.

Diana started and looked at him.

"I'm sorry," Rob said. "Um, it's just, I haven't really even had a chance to get to know him very well yet, and ... well... I'd kinda like to do that first. And, I'd rather be the one to tell him myself too - if that's alright with you! I promise, I'll talk to him before bedtime though, and if he's uncomfortable at all, I'll just sleep on the couch!"

Diana smiled and said, "You're a very kind and thoughtful person Rob. That'll be fine I guess."

Rob was a little surprised, but grinned and said, "Thanks!"

"OK, now that that's settled, go get your brother!" Diana said. "I'm hungry!"

"Me too!" Rob said, smiling, as he spun around and headed out the door to go get Jason.

It was quiet as a church, as Rob padded softly down the hallway. At the end on the right, he noticed the door that was supposed to be Jason's, was closed, but slightly ajar. As he drew nearer the door, Rob suddenly heard a familiar, very soft, rhythmic squeaking. As he reached the door, he also heard heavy breathing. He grinned to himself, as he imagined his younger half-brother laying on his bed jerking off!

As Rob stood wishing he could squat down and take a better look into the room from underneath the bathrobe that was hanging over the door, keeping it from closing completely, he noticed the rhythmic squeaking had sped up. Rob smiled, knowing what that meant.

Uncertain of just what to do - he stood thinking. He couldn't just leave, as Diana was expecting him to get Jason. Yet, he didn't want to interrupt the boy either. As he stood debating what to do, he heard Jason's breathing quicken.

"Awww!" Rob heard a sudden, nearly silent gasp through the crack in the door, as the bed springs sped up even faster.

Rob's cock started to stiffen, as he realized his younger half-brother, who was only a few feet away from him, was in the throes of orgasm.

"Mmmph!" Jason gasped in a hushed whisper again.

Grinning, Rob reached down and cupped his genitals through his pants, and began squeezing them, as he stood and listened while the boy on the other side of the door came again.

Breathing deeply, and twisting as he lay on his back on his bed pumping his cock, Jason spasmed joyously a few more times, while outside his door, Rob quietly kneaded his cock, through his pants, and imagined the scene on the other side of the door.

Finally, Jason's orgasm ended. Rob realized he better do something, so as not to get caught by Jason if he left his room suddenly, and also so as not to arouse any curiosity on Diana's part about what was taking him so long.

"KNOCK KNOCK!" Rob called, suddenly. He heard a loud gasp, and movement on the bed, as he imagined Jason trying to cover himself. "I'm here, and your mom said to come eat lunch! OK?"

"Uh- yeah - BE RIGHT THERE!" Jason cried frantically, as he scrambled to pull his comforter over himself, in case Rob decided to walk in on him.

"'K, I'm hitting the head, and I'll see you downstairs," Rob said. "Don't trip on my bag, it's just outside your door!"

"OK,' Jason said, loudly, as he felt the adrenaline caused by his fear of being discovered, draining from his veins. As he breathed a sigh of relief, he noticed too that his dick had become completely flaccid, although the tip of it was still wet with his semen.

Rob quickly used the bathroom next to Jason's room, then went back downstairs. Jason still wasn't there when he arrived.

A moment later Rob and Diana heard a cry and a thud from over their heads.

"Oh my gosh, what was that?" Diana exclaimed. Then shrilly she called, "Jason! Are you OK?"

"Yeah," they heard Jason's voice from the stairway.

As Jason entered the kitchen, he glanced at both of them blushing profusely.

"Told you I left my bag outside your door," Rob said.

"Why didn't you put it in Jason's room?" Diana asked, looking at Rob, surprised.

Rob looked at Jason for a second, and couldn't stop himself from smirking slightly. Poor Jason blushed deeper still as he realized Rob must've known what he'd been doing. How much had he heard????

"Had to run and pee quick," Rob said, smiling at Jason, who quickly busied himself opening a bag of chips.

"Oh, OK," Diana said. "Are you sure you're OK Jason?"

"YES Mom!" Jason growled, causing his mother to roll her eyes upward, and Rob to look at him surprised.

To change the subject, Jason quickly said, "Where's Josh?"

"With his grandfather," Diana said.

"WHICH grandfather?" Jason asked, his mood changing abruptly to one that sounded almost 'concerned'.

"What difference does that make?" Diana asked, looking strangely at him.

"I wanta know!" Jason said, sounding a little urgent.

"Grandpa Joe!" Diana said, still eyeing her son.

Rob saw his brother's eyes widen as if in alarm, and he looked more worried than a minute earlier.

"Is Grandma with them?" Jason asked. "Where'd they go?"

"I don't know. Swimming I think," Diana said. "Why all the questions?"

"No reason!" Rob said, trying to force a blase' look. He looked more worried to Rob than he had a moment earlier though.

For a couple minutes then, all that could be heard around the table was some munching as everyone dug into their food and ruminated while they chewed.

"Do you boys mind spending some time alone together after lunch? I need to go do some shopping." Diana said a minute later, as she sliced a big dill pickle lengthwise and picked up a spear to eat.

"That's OK," Rob said, smiling.

Chewing, Jason nodded silently.

"Good," Diana said. "Maybe you two can get to know each other a little better while I'm gone."

Twenty minutes later, the three had finished eating and the dishes were picked up and put in the dish washer.

"OK, I'm off for a bit," Diana said, smiling and reaching for her purse and keys. "You boys have fun!"

"OK, Bye," Rob said, smiling.

"Bye," Jason answered, feeling a little trepidation at being left alone with Rob. He didn't have a clue what they would do or talk about, and on top of it, he sure hoped Rob had forgotten what he'd almost walked in on him doing before lunch.

"Sooo..." Rob said, smiling at Jason, as the door closed behind Diana. "What'a'ya want to do?"

"I don't know," Jason said, fidgeting a little nervously.

"What were you doing upstairs earlier?" Rob asked, thinking about how Diana had said he'd been gaming, and knowing that Rob liked to game. "Wanta show me?"

As Jason's face took on a stricken look, and he began to redden profusely.

Rob remembered then, with horror, that Jason had been jerking off, not gaming before lunch, and that the boy might have realized he knew.

"NO!" he cried grinning and chuckling. "I didn't mean that!"

Poor Jason nearly turned purple then.

"Oh fuck!" Rob groaned, realizing he'd just made matters worse, by letting on that he really did know Jason was jerking off. "I meant did you want to show me the game you were playing earlier! Your mom said you were gaming. That's all!"

Although Rob seemed to be trying to fix what he'd said, Jason knew Rob had been outside his door with he was jacking off, and mortified, all he could do was stand staring miserably at Rob.

Realizing Jason was distraught, Rob sighed, and smiled in what he hoped was a benevolent way.

"OK, I know what you were up to when I came to get you for lunch!" he said, smiling yet. "But I'm serious, I didn't mean to make you think that's what I was talking about. And I'm not trying to make fun of you. I seriously was talking about your gaming. Your mom had told me you were upstairs gaming when she sent me up to get you! That's all I meant!"

Although Jason felt a little better, he was still mortified because now Rob had admitted he knew he was jacking off.

Realizing Jason was still upset, Rob smiled benevolently and reached over and squeezed his shoulder.

"Jase! Chill man!" he said. "You weren't doing anything different than any other guy does. Hell I do it all the time myself!"

Jason looked surprised. He knew, because during a very awkward conversation his father had tried to have with him about sex a year or so earlier, that what Rob was saying was true. But he was shocked that Rob would admit to him that he did it too.

"You jerk off too?" he asked, sounding surprised. Instantly he felt rediculous for sounding so stupid.

"Hell yeah," Rob cried, grinning. "All the time!.... well... at least when I'm not having sex!"

"You have sex?" Jason cried. This time he was so surprised by Rob saying he had sex, he was unaware that he'd come off sounding shocked. If he'd realized, he'd have been maroon with embarrassment.

Blushing slightly himself, Rob nodded, and softly said, "yeah."

By then, Jason did realize how stupid and childish he'd sounded, and had indeed turned several shades darker red.

"I'm sorry," he said, abashedly.

"It's OK," Rob said, smiling. "Point is, yeah - I know what you were doing, but, it's OK that you were doing it, and I didn't just walk in on you and embarrass you. That's why you ended up tripping over my bag. Sorry about that - I shoulda put it past the door I guess."

"It's OK," Jason said, feeling embarrassed yet, but not nearly as much as earlier.

"In the future, you might wanta consider not hanging things on the door, and keeping it closed and locked when you're doing that though!" Rob said. "Otherwise, someone's bound to walk in on you sometime!"

"Josh already did once!" Jason said, glumly.

"Really? What happened?" Rob asked.

Jason's face flushed a little darker, but he said, "Well, I managed to pull the comforter up over me in time, so he didn't really see anything."

"I see," Rob said.

"Y-you didn't see anything - did you?" Jason asked, still red-faced.

"Naw!" Rob said. Then he grinned and added "But it sounded like you were having a lot of fun - way to go bro!"

Surprised again, Jason couldn't help grinning too. He couldn't believe anyone would think his embarrassing habit was a good thing, and praise him for it.

"You use something for lube right?" Rob asked, unable to stop himself. Something innate to his being was suddenly making him want to assure himself that his little brother was giving himself the best time he could.

"What?" Jason asked, looking confused.

Sensing Jason might not know to use lube, Rob said, "Well, you grease it up with hand lotion or something to make it slippery when you play with it, right?"

Blushing again, Jason smiled stupidly, but nodded. To himself he thought "how come I never thought to try that?"

"Cool!" Rob said, grinning again.

"So - you do too?" Jason asked, hoping to get more details.

"Of course!" Rob said, grinning.

Jason smiled then. A moment later he looked nervous though.

"What?" Rob asked, realizing he wanted to ask a question, but was afraid to.

Jason hesitated, but then said, "Well... so, you've had sex?"

Feeling his face warm up a bit again, Rob smiled and nodded.

"So - is it as good as everyone says it is?" Jason asked.

Rob laughed and grinned at Jason, who was blushing profusely again.

"Yeah, it is - if you do it right!" Rob said, still smiling.

"Well, how do you know if you're doing it right?" Jason asked, suddenly, seeming more curious than embarrassed. As Rob looked down at him, he was pretty sure he saw the boy's crotch getting bigger too.

"Well, the first time or two might seem awkward, I guess," Rob said, smiling. "But it's easy to figure out, and with practice, well... it can be pretty fantastic, if you take your time!"

Jason couldn't stop himself from grinning conspiratorially at Rob then. He could feel his cock growing though, and desperately hoped Rob wouldn't notice too.

When he didn't say anything more, Rob smiled and said, "Anything else?"

Jason appeared to think for a moment, then said, "Nah. Um... I gotta go to the bathroom though."

He turned and headed swiftly for the stairs.

"Something wrong with the one down here?" Rob asked, realizing he had to pee himself.

"Umm... no," Jason said, looking back and blushing.

"Cool! Cause I gotta go too!" Rob said, and he turned and strode quickly into the half bath in the corner of the kitchen.

Rob couldn't help smiling to himself, after he'd peed, and was sitting in the kitchen, waiting for Jason. He was sure the boy was flogging himself again - and discovering for the first time, how great using lotion could make it feel!

Indeed, in the bathroom upstairs, Jason was standing at the sink, looking at his reflection in the mirror. His countenance was more aroused than ever as he stared at himself, and slid his hand luxuriously up and down his penis, which for the first time in his life, he'd slathered with lotion. He'd never felt so much pleasure from his favorite toy before, and was extremely grateful for having a big brother who let him know about it!

"Fuck!" he gasped as he stared at the reflection of his half-closed eyes, and flaring nostrils in the mirror over the sink, while he slid his generously lotioned hand up and down his rod.

Jason had never felt anything as pleasureable as using hand lotion to masturbate with, and even before he finished doing it that way for the first time, was making plans to steal a bottle from the hall closet to keep in his room!

As his hand moved up and down his penis, Jason became more and more excited. As he reached down with his left hand and cupped his testicles, he slowly sped up his masturbatory stroke. And as he did, the level of his pleasure heightened, and heightened.

All too soon, Jason couldn't help himself. Squeezing his balls firmly and gently pulling on them and rolling them around, he sped up his slick hand's pumping motion.

"Ooohhhh!!!" Jason moaned passionately, as he felt his orgasm building up. He began pumping harder then.

Suddenly, a minute later, with his eyes nearly closed, and the cheeks of his face getting red blotches on them, he felt the internal pressure building. Suddenly, he began beating his hand up and down his cock!

A moment later, he couldn't hold back any longer, and with a soft cry, he blew the biggest glob of jism he'd ever produced, forcefully across the sink, where it hit the mirror. It remained for just a split second, just long enough for Jason's body to set itself up to cum again, before it began dribbling down the mirror, just as Jason gasped and blew another wad of sperm against the mirro.

"Fuck!" Jason gasped, as he produced another long, thick string of semen, which landed in the sink.

"Mmmmm..." he moaned, as he slowed his hand motion just a little, and his body spasmed yet again.

Down in the kitchen, which was absolutely silent, Rob grinned when he heard Jason's first cry of pleasure. Realizeing the boy was cumming again - his own cock began swelling up as well.

Blushing to himself, he quickly got up and strode back into the bathroom in the corner of the kitchen and closed the door. Quickly he pulled his swiftly stiffening penis out and began jacking off over the sink.

As Jason was getting off upstairs, Rob's passion began to build quickly, as he pumped his dick. A minute later, while Jason was cleaning up his mess, Rob gasped silently, and began pumping his own semen into the downstairs sink, as waves of pleasure washed over his body. He kept on pumping his dick, until a half minute or so later, he'd spent himself, and streaked and spattered the sink with his passion juice.

As soon as he was through, Rob cleaned himself and the sink up. He was just emerging from the bathroom as Jason walked into the room. Each looked at the other, and took note of the other's blotchy cheeks.

Rob smirked, knowing what Jason had been up to. Although he blushed profusely, Jason couldn't help smiling slightly back at him.

"Tried some lotion huh?" Rob asked.

"Y-" Jason started to say, but stopped realizing Rob would realize he'd lied to him earlier.

Rob grinned and asked, "So? Wasn't it great?"

Realizing Rob didn't care, and already knew he'd lied earlier, Jason just grinned and nodded.

"Cool!" Rob said.

Suddenly, Jason must've realized Rob must've been jacking off too, because he grinned knowingly and said in a teasing way, "So... just what were you doing while I was upstairs?"

"As if you don't know!" Rob said, grinning.

Jason blushed some more, but grinned a huge grin this time.

Rob reached over and wrapped an arm around Jason and gave him a rough hug and mussed his hair up. Being as he wasn't that familiar with the boy yet, he let go of him right away though. Jason was grinning even more than before if possible though, over his brother's actions.

"How 'bout we go shoot some baskets?" Rob said, suddenly, uncertain of what to do or say next, but remembering the hoop he'd seen out by the end of the driveway by the street. He thought they should best have a change of subject, and activity.

"OK," Jason said, sounding a little less enthusiastic than Rob had hoped.

"C'mon then, let's go," Rob persisted.

The two headed outside then.

While Rob was having lunch with Jason and Diana, Tyler and his mom had arrived at home. As soon as Tyler had dropped his bags in his room, and peed, he'd flown out the door, calling to his mother, who just smiled and shook her head, that he was off to see Cory.

As he walked to Cory's house, Tyler's mood vacilated between disgust for the feelings he was having, and extreme arousal at the hope that Cory would be home, and horny too. All the rest of the ride home, Tyler had brooded about his sexuality. He couldn't stop thinking about how disgusting what he'd done with Dave in the rest stop's bathroom had been, yet, at the same time, he couldn't stop his penis from becoming erect over it at the same time. Finally, as he stared out the window thinking about the encounter, and about all the sucking and fondling he and Cory had been doing, he realized to his horror that most likely he was gay! His realization was reinforced when he also realized that as each car passed by, it was the guys in them that he would look at, and not the girls. As they rode along, he found it hard to not break down crying, right in front of his mother! All he wanted to do was get home and lock himself in his room, and let his emotions out in his pillow! By the time they got home though, he'd had adequate time to think about it all, and he was so horny, that his sexual desires won out over laying in his room crying. All he knew was that he wanted to get to Cory's house, and hopefully have sex with him!

Tyler couldn't stop grinning when he arrived at Cory's and found him home alone.

"How was the vacation?" Cory asked.

"Great!" Tyler said, glancing down at Cory's crotch. He was surprised it wasn't a lumpy as his own. "Anything happen while I was gone?"

"Well..." Cory said, the smile disappearing from his face. He had something to tell Tyler, but wasn't sure how he'd take it. Suddenly he looked a little guilty as he added "sorta."

"What happened?" Tyler asked, apprehensively, but curious.

"Um..." Cory said shyly, as he couldn't stop a grin from appearing on his lips. "Well - remember how I've always had the hots for Jessie Randolph?"

"Yeah?" Tyler said, more apprehensively.

"Weeelll..." Cory said. "Sheila Sampson had a swimming party, and invited me to it! And Jessie was there too! And well... I guess maybe she's kinda liked me all year too, and well - we're going out now!"

Cory couldn't stop grinning, but had a worried look in his eyes as he studied Tyler carefully for his reaction.

Tyler couldn't hide the look of surprise and dismay that flashed across his face, but he quickly faked a smile and said, "That's mad awesome Dude!"

Realizing his friend wasn't thrilled, but was trying to be supportive, Cory continued grinning, and said "Thanks!"

Tyler just smiled and nodded. Inside though, he felt like the floor had dropped out from under him.

"Guess what else!" Cory said, still grinning. He didn't wait for Tyler to reply, and blurted, "She gave me a blow job last night too!"

Tyler's face fell then, and he stared, stunned at Cory for a minute.

As Cory's smile faded, at Tyler's expression, Tyler quickly recovered again, even though he felt as if he'd been punched in the gut.

"Way Cool man! How was it? Did you do anything back?" Tyler asked.

"Well," Cory said, and he snickered. "Actually, she needs some practice - your BJ's are lot's better than her's!"

Tyler couldn't help smiling at hearing that. It wasn't that he was in love with Cory, but he did lust after his body. Cory was his height, skinny, and had smooth silky skin. He had jet black hair, and beautiful blue eyes, and a big juicy, cut cock, that Tyler couldn't get enough of. He also had a great ass, which Tyler hoped to get Cory to let him explore a little, now that Dave had shown him how much fun ass-play could be.

"Maybe," Tyler thought, "Cory'll still want ME too, if she's not that good!"

He smiled at the thought as Cory continued talking, telling him that Jessie, who was smaller than he was, couldn't take as much of his cock at Tyler could. And, her teeth raked his shaft, no matter how many times he warned her. Both boys had had that problem when they started sucking each other off, but they'd both overcome it, and each could give an excellent blow job now.

As Cory talked on, Tyler noticed that his crotch was beginning to tent, and he felt his own dick starting to grow again. It had softened when Cory had told him about going out with Jessie.

" ... so, after she sucked me off, I tried to go down on her too. Fuck she stank though - like dead fish! The stench gagged me! Still... after a while, there was something about it that was 'exciting' too - just there was too much of it all at once I guess. Anyway - I ended up using my fingers on her, and I had her twitching and mewing all over the place! For sure, she had a good time! I can't wait to do it again!" Cory concluded.

"So I see," Tyler said, looking pointedly at Cory's crotch. Then he couldn't contain himself any longer and blurted "So - where does this leave US?"

Cory's smile faded then, and he looked cautiously at Tyler.

"Well," he said, unable to stop his hand from moving to his crotch. "Um... I mean, it's not like you're my boyfriend or something. I mean I'm straight!... well - mostly anyway. So, I think, as long as you promise not to tell anyone, we can still fool around too if you want!

"Really?" Tyler cried, his face brightening. Then he grinned a little and said, "I don't want anyone to know either you know! So for sure I'll keep quiet about it! You have to too!"

Cory grinned then too, and said "Of course."

"So, you horny man?" Tyler asked.

"You can't tell?" Cory asked, grinning.

Grinning again himself, Tyler started stripping. Cory quickly followed his lead, and in less than a half minute, the two were standing stark naked, facing one another.

"Wait! Grab your clothes and let's go to my room," Cory said, in a husky, aroused tone, as Tyler was reaching for his cock.

Smiling, and breathing deeply, as his cock pulsated, Tyler quickly picked up his clothes and followed Cory upstairs. A few seconds later they were laying on Cory's bed, in a '69' sucking on one another's cocks.

"Your cock tastes funny - kinda.... smokey!" Cory said, having pulled off Tyler's dick, after only a few sucks.

Guiltily, Tyler apologized and said, "I musta sweated a lot earlier. It was a hot ride home."

He went back to sucking on Cory's cock then, and silently berated himself for not having washed his cock before coming over. "Apparently Dave must be a smoker!" he thought.

Un-daunted, Cory resumed sucking on Tyler again.

The two spent a little while then, gently pleasuring each other, each other's cocks, and softly fondling each other's testicles, and asses.

After a minute, Tyler couldn't help himself. He wanted to show Cory how great it was to have your hole fingered, so, as he was rubbing Cory's ass, he suddenly, boldly, but gently, dipped his middle finger deep in Cory's crack. Serendipidously Cory was sweaty between his cheeks, so Tyler's finger slid effortlessly between them, so, he pushed inward until he felt Cory's rosebud under his fingertip.

As Tyler started fingering Cory's hole, Cory stopped sucking on him and in a very surprised tone, cried "What the fuck are you doing man?"

"Something I read about," Tyler lied, holding his finger against Cory's pucker, which Cory was involuntarily flexing every few seconds because of Tyler's invading digit. "Doesn't it feel great?"

"I don't know," Cory said non-comittally. "Maybe."

"Well... keep sucking, and you'll see how good it feels!" Tyler said. He resumed sucking on Cory then, and continued fingering his pucker.

Uncertainly Cory watched Tyler a minute, but decided what he was doing did indeed feel good. He hoped though that Tyler didn't want to be touched there too, because he didn't want to go anywhere near Tyler's asshole! The thought of touching someone, where their shit came out, disgusted him! Hoping Tyler wouldn't ask, he started sucking on him again though.

Tyler thoroughly enjoyed fingering Cory's hole, but was very disappointed when Cory didn't finger him in return. At least he kept sucking on him though.

After a minute, Tyler so wanted Cory to finger him too, that he stopped sucking on Cory and said, "Um... I'd like it if you'd play with my hole a little too you know!"

"Fuck dude! It might feel good, but I don't wanta be touching you, or anyone else back there!" Cory said. "You can do me if you want, but, I'm not touching anyone's shit hole! Sorry!"

Disappointed, Tyler resumed sucking and fingering Cory, and Cory went back to sucking on Tyler.

As the boys continued pleasuring each other, Cory was getting excited faster than Tyler was, most likely due to Tyler's fingering of his hole.

Suddenly Cory felt his orgasm was about to begin, and spit out Tyler's cock and cried, "I'm gonna shoot man!"

He started pumping up and down Tyler's cock then, expecting Tyler to stop sucking on him and do the same. Tyler was hornier than usual though. He could taste Cory's pre-cum, and liked the flavor. He wondered if his actual load would taste the same. Curious, and aroused more than usual, he decided to keep sucking on his friend, and find out. So instead of switching over to giving Cory a hand-job, he just sped up his sucking a little, and fingered Cory's hole a little bit more roughly.

"Come on Man! I'm gonna blow!" Cory cried desperately a moment later, as his hand slid up and down Tyler's spit-slick cock yet.

Smiling to himself, Tyler continued sucking on Cory, but also gently pressed on Cory's hole. Cory's sphincter had relaxed once it was used to Tyler's fingering, so when Tyler pressed on it, there wasn't any resistance, and his finger slid right through cory's opening and all the way up into his rectum.

"Fuck!" Cory cried, in shock. He didn't have time to say anything else though, as the slight discomfort he felt almost instantly gave way to intense pleasure, as Tyler began massaging his prostate gland, as he kept on sucking on him.

"Holy Fuck!" Cory gasped in awe, then as his orgasm suddenly began building at triple the rate than previously. He couldn't believe what Tyler was doing to him, and how great it felt!

As Tyler pumped his mouth up and down Cory's rod, and slid his finger in and out of his asshole, rubbing across his prostate gland, Cory abandoned Tyler's cock, because all he could do was lie back and pull his knees up a little, giving Tyler greater access to his hole. His chest was heaving and his nostrils were flaring as he lay there whimpering and twitching every so often, completely absorbed by what was happening to his own body.

Suddenly, Tyler felt Cory tense up.

"GET OFF NOW!" Cory cried, frantically a moment later, as he strained to hold back his orgasm.

Tyler continued sucking and finger-fucking Cory though, whose face was contorted with pent up pressure. A moment later Cory couldn't hold back any longer.

"AAAAAwwwwwwfffuccckkk!!!" he cried out suddenly, and Tyler felt his friend's asshole clamping tightly around his finger. At the same time his mouth flooded with a huge gush of warm, thick, slightly salty tasting, almost jelly-like fluid.

"OH Fuckkk!" Cory gasped, as Tyler swallowed his first load of cum, and kept on pumping and rubbing him. Again, Cory's hole contracted tightly around his finger, and his mouth was flooded with more saltiness.

For several seconds, Cory continued gasping and moaning, as he spasmed repeatedly at higher levels of pleasure than he'd ever felt in his life, as Tyler kept sucking on him, swallowing all the cum he spewed, and massaging his prostate.

When Cory's orgasm finally ended, Tyler continued sucking on him and gently fingering his prostate, until Cory twitched and his sphincter contracted a little, one last time, as a bit more semen oozed from his dick into Tyler's mouth. Then, panting, Cory looked at him incredulously, and cried, "ENOUGH!" Only then did Tyler pull his finger from inside Cory, and lick his cock off, clean and dry.

In the aftermath, Cory just laid on the bed breathing heavily, unable to believe what his friend had just done to him. While he had to admit it had felt amazing, it worried him though, because it was nothing he ever wanted do for Tyler, or anyone else! He couldn't stomach the thought of swallowing another guy's jizz, much less shoving his finger inside his ass!

After a minute, realizing Cory looked a little less happy than he'd expected, Tyler said, "So, how was that?"

"It was Great! Awesome really! But I can't fucking believe you swallowed my jizz!" Cory gasped. "And where'd you learn to fuck ass like that with your finger? What that hell were you rubbing up there anyway?"

"Glad you liked it!" Tyler said, but he wasn't smiling. He already could tell Cory wouldn't be reciprocating. "Um..."

Looking a little guiltily at Tyler, Cory said, "Don't even ask me to do that back to you man! I'm sorry. It's not something I can do. I don't want anyone cumming in my mouth, and I don't want to touch anyone's ass! I mean, I didn't ask you to. You did it on your own, so don't tell me I owe you!"

Disappointed, Tyler said, "I kinda figured that.... um... will you at least suck on me a little more and jack me at the finish like we always do?"

Having gotten off already, Cory really didn't feel like it. He realized though that it wouldn't be fair not to get Tyler off too.

"Um... how 'bout I just lube you up and jack you?" Cory asked guiltily. "You know how I'm not horny anymore after I get off."

More disappointed the ever, but still horny as Hell, Tyler spread his legs apart a little and said "Fine."

Cory got out his hand lotion then, and slicked Tyler's cock up with it. He gave Tyler an expert hand-job then, and had Tyler twitching and gasping as he sprayed his belly with semen.

When it was over, having cum, Tyler felt more relaxed, but he also felt depressed. He could tell that things weren't the same anymore between him and Cory. And, he didn't know if they ever would be.

Before he could say anything more about it, a car pulled into the driveway then. It was Cory's father.

"Quick, get dressed!" Cory whispered loudly.

The two boys scrambled to get cleaned up and dressed then. They got downstairs just as Cory's dad walked in the back door.

"I gotta go," Tyler said. "Um wanta get together tomorrow?"

Looking guilty again, Cory said, "Um... can't. I'm doing something with Jessie."

"OK, um... day after maybe the," Tyler said.

Even more guiltily, Cory said, "Uh... call first - I don't know."

"Oh," Tyler said. He looked at Cory, and Cory couldn't meet his eyes.

"I gotta go," Tyler said, in a depressed tone.

"OK, see ya," Cory said.

"Yeah," Tyler said.

Tyler said hello and good-bye to Cory's father and left then. He stood outside Cory's house for a moment, feeling depressed. He could tell things weren't going to be the same with him and Cory anymore. Sighing, he started to walk down Cory's driveway, toward the street.

As Tyler reached the street, he heard a noise and glanced across the road. Surprised, he stopped for a better look.

"Well that's interesting," he muttered to himself, temporarily forgetting his situation with Cory.

"I'm not really any good at basketball," Jason said, as he and Rob walked out of the house to shoot some baskets.

"That's OK. I just wanta shoot some baskets," Rob said. He tossed the ball toward Jason and said, "Here, go ahead, you can go first!"

Jason missed the ball and had to run into the street after it.

Glumly, he plodded back to the hoop and stood right in front of it, and threw the ball at it and missed.

"See what I mean?" he said, looking a little embarrassed, and unhappy, as Rob rebounded the ball.

"That's OK," Rob said, as the ball passed throught the hoop with a swish, after he tossed it seemingly effortlessly in the basket's direction.

"Great!" Jason thought, as he again chased the ball into the street.

After only a few attempts by Jason, Rob realized his little half-brother didn't seem to possess any real athletic talent. "Still," he thought. "Maybe I can teach him to make some baskets!"

"C'm'ere," Rob said, grinning at Jason, after he'd retrieved the ball from the neighbor's yard.

Reluctantly, Jason trudged over to his brother, and looked up at him.

Grinning, Rob put his hands on Jason's shoulders and spun him around to face the basket. Then he put his hands over Jason's, which were holding the ball.

"OK," Rob said. "There's no big trick really. Just aim for the center of the little box on the backboard, just above the back of the hoop. If you hit it right, it'll make the ball bounce down into the hoop."

Then he helped Jason throw the ball at the backboard. The first time, it didn't go through the hoop, and Jason had to run after it. The next time though, with Rob's help, Jason put the ball through the hoop.

"YES!" Rob cried, grinning.

Jason smiling himself over having made a basket finally. He just wished he'd been able to do it without Rob's help!

"Get the ball, and let's try again!" Rob instructed.

Jason retrieved the ball, and Rob again held his hands over Jason's on the ball, and showed him how to direct his shot. This time though, he let go before they tossed the ball.

"Do it yourself now!" Rob said, smiling.

Dubiously, Jason shot the ball like Rob had shown him. He missed the basket, but came closer than he ever had on his own before.

"Try again, and keep on trying!" Rob said.

Jason did try again, and still missed. But, he was so close, he was encouraged, and with a look of determination, got the ball again, and stood in front of the hoop, looking up at it. Finally, a moment later, he shot again. This time he hit the middle of the box dead center, and the ball bounced back and dropped through the hoop!

"YES!!!!!" Rob cried, grinning! "You did it!"

"I can't believe it!" Jason cried, unable to keep from grinning himself.

"Well get the ball and keep trying. Practice makes perfect!" Rob said.

The two continued playing then, and after about 20 minutes had gone by, Jason was making more shots than he was missing, and Rob had him trying to shoot from different spots on the driveway.

After a while, as Rob watched Jason lining up a shot from the edge of the street, he saw a boy coming across the street from one of the neighbor's houses. He seemed to be coming in their direction. As Rob watched him, he couldn't help thinking that he looked familiar.

Jason jumped a few seconds later, just after shooting, and making a basket, when the boy Rob had noticed, who he hadn't seen appear, walked up behind him, and startled him saying, "Hey Jason! Lookin' mad good man! You're makin' lot's more shots than you did in Gym Class this year!"

"Oh great!" Jason muttered under his breath, as he jogged after the ball.

Rob noticed Jason didn't look happy that the other boy had come over, but he hadn't heard what Jason had muttered either. Glancing back at the street, Rob saw the familiar looking boy was standing there yet watching Jason retrieve the ball.

Suddenly, Rob recalled where he'd seen the boy! It was the same boy with the beautiful hair, who'd been in the car that parked next to him at the rest stop on the interstate earlier in the day.

"Hey!" Rob called to him, not noticing the look of dismay on Jason's face. "Didn't I see you at a rest stop on the Thruway earlier today?"

Rob was surprised to see a fearful, surprised look cross the boy's face.

"Uh.." the boy said, as he stood staring at Rob, feeling sick. He prayed this guy hadn't been there and seen what he and Dave had been doing.

"I saw you in the parking lot, as I was leaving!" Rob said.

Tyler relaxed then and nodded. He remembered Rob then too, and realized they'd only seen each other in the parking lot.

"Small world!" Rob said. "So you know Jason?"

"What're you doing?" Jason hissed in a soft, but urgent tone, right behind Rob.

"What?" Rob asked in an undertone, looking back at him in surprise.

His head spun around and he looked at the boy again as he spoke.

"Yeah," Tyler said. "We had some classes together this year. How do you know him?"

"Well," Rob said. "He's my brother - half-brother actually - if you wanta get technical."

"Oh," Tyler said. "I didn't know he had an older brother too!"

"Yup," Rob said. "I'm Rob Watkins."

"Tyler Crowe," Tyler said.

"Pleased to meet you!" Rob said. "Wanta shoot some hoops with us?"

"Robbbb!" Jason, who was still standing directly behind Rob, hissed, in a barely audible, but more frantic tone.

Rob looked down and back at him again. He was surprised that Jason didn't look happy that he'd invited Tyler to join them. Tyler seeemed friendly enough.

"What's wrong?" Rob whispered.

"I don't wanta play with him!" Jason whispered back, loud enough so Rob thought Tyler might've heard him.

Glancing at Tyler, Rob wasn't sure if he'd heard Jason or not, but he looked back at Jason and gave him a somewhat reprimanding look. By then though, he realized that there must be issues between the two boys.

"Why not?" Rob whispered, softly, but in a more concerned tone.

Tyler had walked up to them then though, so Jason didn't reply.

As Rob looked back at Tyler, Tyler smiled slightly. Rob noticed that he appeared to look a little sad though.

Realizing it was too late to take back his offer, Rob said, "So?"

"Um... sure," Tyler said, looking a little uncertainly at Jason. Then in a cautiously hopeful tone he added, "Didn't know you had a big brother Jase!"

"Well..." Rob said, giving Jason an annoyed look, when he didn't answer. "We really just kinda found out about each other. It's a long story."

"Oh," Tyler said, looking a little curiously back and forth between them. He also looked a little uncomfortable, probably because he realized Jason seemed annoyed.

"Like I said, we're half-brothers - we share the same father - but we're getting closer - just like full-blown brothers!" Rob explained.

"Oh!" Tyler said sounding sad. Then with an envious expression on his face, he looked at Jason and added, "Guess you lucked out!"

"What do you mean?" Jason asked curiously, finally looking at Tyler. "You've got an older brother too!"

"Yeah..." Tyler said, suddenly looking both uncomfortable, and upset. "Well... it's not the same for me anymore."

"oh yeah... uh... sorry. I forgot," Jason said, glancing at the ground guiltily.

As Tyler noticed Rob looking curiously at him, he averted his gaze, and suddenly looked embarrassed, as his face began to turn pink.

"My brother's out of the picture now," Tyler said, in explanation, still looking away from Rob.

"I see," Rob said, realizing there must be a problem of some kind with Tyler and his brother, or at Tyler's house, and that the boy was uncomfortable. Quickly he added, "Well, that's too bad. How 'bout we shoot some baskets now!"

Tyler looked back at him, grateful that the subject had been changed, although he expected that later Jason would explain to Rob, about his brother.

Jason on the other hand looked annoyed, and agitated again that Rob had invited Tyler to stay.

"Um... I guess maybe I could stay awhile," Tyler said. Then he grinned in a teasing way, and looked at Jason and added "So, your brother's here to coach you so you can try and beat me in Gym class next year eh?"

Jason looked at Tyler and scowled. Suddenly he burst out, "How come you're not over at your boyfriend's? You two gay boys have a lover's quarrel?"

Rob was shocked at Jason's outburst, and spun around and stared at him with a scandalized expression on his face. As he looked at Jason, he suddenly wasn't sure if Jason was just trying to tease Tyler back, or if he'd really meant his words. He didn't look as though he were in a good mood though.

Tyler looked surprised, and taken aback too. He blushed deeply and Rob noticed for a moment that he looked a little guilty, and even a little hurt as well. He recovered quickly though and although he was still pink-faced, he smiled and chuckled in a half-hearted way, and tried to save face by saying, "Oh I see how it is! You're gonna try and say things about me to take the focus off your hoop skills! See if I take it easy on you anymore!"

With that, his good-natured expression returned, and smiling saucily, he reached over and bounced the ball out of Jason's hands, and dribbled in a circle around him, then up to the basket, and made a layup shot.

"Yes!" he hissed, as the ball made a "Swooshing" sound as it fell through the netting on the hoop.

As he punched the air with his fists, because he was wearing a tank top, Rob got a nice view of the small soft tufts of light hair that sprouted from his armpits. The boy most definitely had a nice body, Rob thought, as his dick stretched a little.

Grinning, Tyler rebounded the ball, then tossed it to Jason.

"Your turn!" he said in a friendly, but slightly challenging voice.

Jason caught the ball, but he just held onto it, as a series of strange, mixed emotions swept over his face.

"I don't think so!" he said, finally, in a quiet, but angry sounding tone. Then he bounced the ball to Rob, spun on his heel and stalked into the house, leaving Rob and Tyler both staring after him in surprise.

Tyler blushed and looked guiltily at Rob and said, "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to piss him off."

"You didn't do anything wrong," Rob said, feeling embarrassed himself over his brother's behavior. "I don't know what his problem is. I-I don't think it's you though."

"Well, thanks, but ... it probably is. I don't think he likes me very much. You probably shouldn't have asked me to join you," Tyler said sadly.

Rob looked at Tyler, who looked deflated.

"Hey! Don't take it personally - really - it's him - not you," Rob said.

"Well... thanks... but really I think part of it is me probably. Um... I probably shouldn't say this... please don't tell him I did, but... in case you didn't know - he gets picked on a lot at school. And a lot of the kids who pick on him, are kids I hang out with... so he probably thinks that when I'm teasing him, I'm picking on him, like they are. I'm not though. I just always tease everyone. It's how I am." Tyler said.

Rob smiled and said, "Thanks for telling me that."

"No problem," Tyler said. "I think I better go now."

"Well, sorry our hoop got cut short," Rob said. "I'd say you could stay and you and me could shoot a few, but I better go see what's up with him."

Tyler gave Rob a sad smile and said, "It's OK. You're gonna be a good big brother!"

"Thanks!" Rob said. "So... maybe we'll see you around."

"Maybe," Tyler said non-committally. "See ya."

"Bye," Rob said, feeling bad for the boy.

With a bored and lonely look on his face, Tyler turned and slowly trudged off up the street by himself.

A couple minutes later, Rob found Jason in his room, playing an electronic game.

"Could you save where you are please, I think we should talk," he said.

Jason glanced up at him a little huffily, but quickly in an accepting tone said, "Just a sec."

He manipulated the buttons on his game for another minute or so, and then set it down.

"What was that all about?" Rob asked, trying to adopt a concerned tone, as he sat down on the edge of the bed and faced Jason.

"What?" Jason asked, trying to look blase, but unable to hide his guilt.

"You know what I mean. You were very rude to that boy!" Rob said, still in a concerned tone.

"He's an asshole!" Jason burst out loudly, looking hurt that Rob was sticking up for another boy - especially a jack ass like Tyler Crowe!

Rob realized then that Jason's biggest issue was feeling abandoned by him. He knew he had to do something about it right away too, before Jason had time to completely form a negative opinion about him, that would ruin their chances to get closer to each other.

"Look!" Rob said, apologetically. "I'm on your side. OK? I'm sorry if for any reason you felt I wasn't. I will always be on your side! But Jase - When I invited him to come play hoop, I thought it might be fun, that's all. I didn't realize there was a problem between you guys! Although... quite honestly, I don't think he seemed like an asshole. He even apologized before he left too!"

Jason looked a little surprised that Tyler would've apologized. He quickly became defensive again though, and said, "Well, you saw how arrogant and condescending he was because I suck at basketball! He's a jerk!"

Rob looked at Jason for a minute then said, "Well... I really don't think he was being either arrogant or condescending. He appeared to be trying to tease you is all. I think you're taking him to seriously."

"He's ALWAYS like that though!" Jason cried in a frustrated way.

"So... he teases you all the time?" Rob asked.

"Teasing - picking on - call it whatever you want - he's always doing it! Constantly! As soon as he gets near me he starts!" Rob said in a hurt tone.

"Tell me something," Rob said, deciding to try a different tactic. "Do you get picked on by other kids at school?"

Jason's eyes widened a little and he stared for a moment at Rob with an almost haunted expression on his face, then quickly he looked away, as his face reddened.

"I'll take that as a yes," Rob said. Then he added,"You know, if you do get picked on, it's OK!"

As Rob paused to think of how to word the rest of what he wanted to say, Jason looked incredulously at him, and Rob suddenly realized how stupid what he'd just said, sounded.

Smiling a little ashamedly, he snorted and said, "NO! I don't mean it that way. It's NOT OK that you get picked on! What I mean is it's OK to admit it to me if you are getting picked on!"

Jason's surprised look faded, and he just appeared embarrassed again.

"Seriously." Rob said. "Most kids get picked on at some time or another. I did too."

"Really?" Jason asked, looking at Rob, surprised.

"Yeah, a little," Rob said, feeling his own face warm up a bit.

"For what?" Jason asked.

"All kinds of things!" Rob said.

"Do they ever call you a 'fairy' or a 'faggot' or 'gay'?" Jason asked, appearing more agitated.

"Uh.. yeah, sometimes," Rob said, non-committally. "I think that's kind of a common put down phrase though. Is that what's happened to you?"

Looking away from Rob, Jason's face reddened still more.

Finally he angrily snapped, "Yes! In case you didn't notice, I'm not the most Macho guy around. It's what they say to me all the time! And it's all the guy's Crowe hangs out with who do it!"

Realizing that Jason was getting more worked up, Rob tried to think of something to say to make him feel less bad about things.

"Well... I'm sure they don't really mean what they're saying - at least not all of them, or not all the time - I think it's probably an automatic way they have of picking on kids who aren't as "macho" as you put it!" Rob said. "And besides, a lot of kids just 'tease' each other that way - calling each other gay, and stuff too."

"But they DO mean it! And it hurts when they call me gay!" Jason cried, sounding anguished. "It's humiliating!"

"I know," Rob said, realizing he wasn't calming Jason down. "But just because they call you something doesn't mean anything! It doesn't mean you really are gay! You -"

Jason didn't give Rob a chance to finish what he was going to say. Instead, he was so worked up that he cut him off.

"But what if I really am -" he cried. Stopping suddenly when he realized with horror that he was confessing his deepest secret to Rob.

Rob's eyes opened wider, as he realized what Jason was about to say. At the same time, Jason's face caved in, and his eyes filled with tears.

"oh my God!" Rob said, still in shock, but realizing he had to say something, yet not knowing what to say. "Oh Jase! Man! It's OK! Really! Listen to me! It's OK!... Listen... you need to know something! Are you listening?"

Rob paused for a moment and looked at his little half-brother, who looked ready to burst into tears. Poor Jason was so beside himself he couldn't reply. Realizing this Rob gently grasped both his upper arms and leaned in and said "You need to know something! It's important! I know we just met a while ago, but we're brothers man! I already feel a closeness to you! OK? And that closeness - that bond - it's not gonna go away for any reason! So... if you're gay Jason, it's OK with me! I'll still care about you, just as much as I have, and more as we get to know each other better. But it's OK if you're gay! It won't change anything! And you don't have to hide it from me! OK?"

As Rob studied his half-brother's face, Jason's eyes brimmed fuller with tears, his lower lip began trembling, as his expression crumpled completely under the stress. Rob gave Jason as little, sad smile.

"C'mon man, it's OK! Really!" he said, softly.

Jason snuffled then, and looked about to burst. Rob realized then thre wasn't anything he could say or do. The boy needed to cry.

"C'm'ere!" he said, softly, as he gently pulled on Jason's arms, drawing him into a hug.

Jason was so overwrought with emotions, he couldn't do anything else. He let Rob pull him into his arms, then buried his face against the depression between Rob's left breast and his left arm, and began sobbing, as Rob wrapped his arms around him.

"It's OK," Rob murmured softly, as tears welled in his own eyes. He squeezed his eyes shut, forcing them back as he held Jason firmly, but gently in his arms. Sniffing, he opened his eyes, and rubbed his lips lightly over the top of Jason's ear, nuzzling him. Then he sofly kissed Jason's ear and whispered, "I love you Jason. And, it's all gonna be OK!"

Rob knew Jason had heard him and comprehended what he'd said, despite the fact he began weeping even harder, because the boy wrapped his arms tighter around Rob and squeezed him then, as he sought even more of Rob's protective and loving embrace! It was his only way to reply to Rob at the moment, and convey his feelings for him.

Rob couldn't do much more either, so he just held his brother, and rocked him gently, as you would a baby.

Jason's mind was a swirl of mixed emotions! He hated himself for what he was! And he had been terrified to tell anyone about it. But, now, here was his new big brother, who he deeply admired, and had been most terrified of coming out to, telling him it was OK that he was gay - that he still cared! He couldn't believe it. He had been so afraid of what Rob's reaction would be when he someday found out. And now that Rob knew, it wasn't anything like he'd thought it would be. He couldn't believe how loving and tender Rob was being with him too! He had been so worked up, and tense about hiding his secret, that now that it was out there, and it had turned out OK, all he could do was sob with a sense of relief, mixed yet with despair over how he was turning out. Then too, at the same time, this opened a whole new can of worms. What would happen if Rob told their father, and his mother? Or would he keep Jason's secret? Everything was different now!

After a minute, it was all too much for Jason to contemplate. His mind needed a break. He finally pushed all his thoughts and worries aside for a moment, and concentrated just on how his brother was holding him, and being so caring. Drawing some strength from that, his crying finally began to subside.

Rob held on tightly to his brother as he wept, letting him cry himself out. Occasionally, he'd nuzzle the boy's ear again and whisper "it's OK" in a soothing tone. Then, when Jason finally, calmed down, Rob continued holding him, and nuzzling and kissing his ear every so often.

Rob didn't let go of Jason, until the boy finally pulled away from him on his own. When he did, Rob saw an exhausted, abashed, and wet-faced boy who was warily contemplating him.

"Did you really mean all that?" Jason asked, snuffling, and looking at him a little fearfully.

Rob smiled and said, "Yeah, I did, and I do!"

Still sniffling, the corners of Jason's mouth moved upward, just a little, so little it was barely noticeable. Rob noticed though and his smile broadened a little.

"Why would you care about me if I'm gay?" Jason asked warily again, a moment later.

"Well..." Rob said, realizing the time had come for him to "out" himself to Jason. He'd planned to sometime that day anyway, before they ended up sharing a bed that night, although, he'd thought it would be later on, after they'd gotten to know each other a little better.

"Two reasons! First of all," Rob said. "Being gay is nothing more than a personal trait. It's something you're born with. Just like you were born a boy! Or you were born white. Others are born girls... or black, and so forth. The point is, that being gay is just something you are. And the only thing it means is that you're physically and romantically drawn to people of your own gender! That's it! There's NO other difference between you and a straight person! So... if I can care about someone who's a boy, or someone who's girl, or someone who's white, or someone who's black, why do you think I couldn't care about someone who's gay?"

Jason looked at Rob a moment, then said, "Well, I guess I see your point, but, then why do other people hate gays so much?"

"Ignorance and upbringing by ingnorant parents!" Rob said. "They don't understand what I just told you. They were brought up to think being gay was something a person could change about themselves. Also, certain religions condemn gays too!"

"Well, why doesn't someone tell the ones who don't understand, so they do then?" Jason whined.

"Well, it's not that simple really," Rob said, smiling a little, in a bitter way. "You can tell someone something, but they don't always believe what you tell them. So just telling them doesn't always work - a lot of people grew up learning over and over that being gay is bad. It takes a long time to re-learn something, especially when they think everyone believes what they've always believed. Plus, they might need to hear the idea from someone whose opinion they trust - instead of just a stranger, and the people they trust, all think like they've been thinking."

"Well, who told you all this?" Jason asked.

"Remember Mr. Winslow, who came along with us when I first met you?" Rob asked.

"Yeah," Jason said.

"Well, he told me a lot of this. Some I knew already though," Rob said.

"So what's the second reason?" Jason asked.

"Huh?" Rob asked.

"You said there were two reasons why you'd care about me if I'm gay," Jason said.

"Oh!" Rob said. He could feel his face getting flushed, and felt a little nervous about telling Jason the rest. Jason was looking intently at him.

"Well," Rob said. "There's something about me that you don't know yet. I was going to tell you this later actually. Anyway, I expect it might help you understand my feelings. And, I hope you'll feel the same way about me, as I do about you, once I tell you!"

Jason looked curiously at Rob, who took in a deep breath.

As Rob let the air back out of his lungs, he looked at Jason and said, "Actually, this might be a good thing, because it'll probably mean you and me will end up being closer than either of us thought we would be! See... I'm gay too Jason!"

Jason's eyes flew wide open, and he stared at Rob for a moment, before narrowing them and looking at him accusatively and finally bursting out, "Are you serious? Or are you just messing with me now?"

"Oh, I'm dead serious," Rob said, somberly. "This is nothing I'd joke around about."

Jason just looked at Rob for a minute then, taking it all in. Finally he relaxed and said, "Why didn't you tell me sooner?"

Rob chuckled and said, "Same reason you didn't tell me sooner yourself I expect."

Jason smiled a little then, and said, "Good point!... I can't believe you're gay though!"

"Why not?" Rob asked.

"I don't know," Jason said. "You just don't seem it!"

"I see," Rob said, smiling. "Well, you don't really either!"

"Bullshit!" Jason said, in an incredulous tone. "Come on! I'm a classic faggot!"

"Excuse me?" Rob said, surprised by Jason's opionion of himself. "First of all, you're not a 'faggot'! You're 'gay'! And, just because you're not a big burly guy, or because you're a little sensitive, doesn't mean you're 'gay' either! You can't tell if a person's gay by looking at them, or at how they behave. Some of the most macho guys are gay, while some of the most effeminate guys are straight. OK?"

"OK," Jason said, smiling slightly.

As the two looked at each other, smiling, Jason suddenly had a thought.

"Hey!" he said. "Do Dad and my mom know about you?"

"Yeah," Rob said. "And like I said, I was going to tell you later too."

"You were?" Jason asked.

"Yeah - I mean - they want us to share a bed together, so I didn't know how you'd feel about a gay guy sleeping with you," Rob said.

Jason smiled then and said, "Guess it kind of doesn't matter now huh? - being we're both gay!"

"True!" Rob said.

"Listen!" Jason said, blushing. "Will you please not tell anyone about me! I don't want them to know I'm gay!"

"Who?" Rob asked.

"Well, anyone, but specifically, Mom and Dad," Jason said. "PLEASE ROB! Promise you won't tell!"

"Relax," Rob said. "It's not my place to tell them about you - that's up to you to do when you're ready, so no, I won't tell. But really Jase, they'll be OK with it and still love and support you! They told me that when I told them, and they feel the same about Uncle Johnny too!"

"I know, but still!" Jason said. "I can't bear to see the disappointment on their faces, and you can't tell me they won't be disappointed!"

"Well, I don't know if they will be or not, but listen, no sweat, my lips are sealed! I won't tell them!" Rob said.

"And don't tell Uncle John either please!" Jason said.

"I won't tell anyone! OK?" Rob said. "I promise! Brother's honor!"

"Thanks!" Jason said, looking relieved, but curious about the 'Brother's honor'. He wasn't exactly sure what that meant, but he liked the sound of it.

Suddenly he had another thought and asked, "So, does Uncle John know about you too?"

"Yeah," Rob said.

"Shit! Everyone knows about you!" Jason exclaimed, in a slightly daunted tone.

Rob chuckled and said, "Not everyone!"

"Do your parents know?" Jason asked.

"Yup," Rob said.

"How'd they take it?" Jason asked.

Rob hesitated. He didn't want to scare his brother into not telling his own parents when he was ready, yet he didn't want to lie to him either. Finally, he told Jason the general gyst of what had happened when Howie found out. He left out several details though, hoping that Jason wouldn't become too scared to someday go to his parents. He also didn't mention that it was his dildo that Howie had found. He just left it at a gay porn magazine. He didn't think it was a good idea to get deeply into the mechanics of gay sex, and self-pleasuring yet.

"Wow!" Jason said, when he was finished, explaining how things had worked out. "See? That's why I'm not telling Mom and Dad yet! Just in case they take it like your's did."

"You'll be OK whenever you tell them," Rob said. "I'm certain they won't do that to you! And remember - I'm out to them, and so's Uncle Johnny. They're fine with us - so they will be with you too! And by the way, both me and Uncle Johnny will be here for you if you ever need us too!"

"Thanks!" Jason said. "Just please - don't tell anyone yet - not even Uncle John!"

"I promised - I won't!" Rob said.

"Thanks!" Jason said.

There was a lull for a moment, then Jason suddenly shifted gears and asked, "So - do you have a boyfriend?"

Grinning, Rob said, "Yeah."

He told Jason about Cody then.

"That so cool! I can't wait to have a boyfriend and start having sex too!" Jason said grinning.

Glancing down, Rob noticed a lump in his brother's crotch and smiled.

"It'll happen soon enough for you!" he said. "Maybe sooner than you think - what's up with this Tyler? He seems to like you. And you were talking about him having a boyfriend. Did you mean that, or were you being a jerk?"

"He's such an ass!" Jason said, disgustedly. "And I don't know for sure, but everyone at school says he and Cory Maxwell are boyfriends. Crowe's always over at Cory's - even every morning before school, when no one's home! Uncle John says he thinks they're having sex - or doing drugs. Maybe both."

"You think he's a druggie?" Rob asked.

"Well, I've never seen him high really," Jason admittied. "So maybe they are having sex!"

"Well, either way, seemed to me he was trying to be nice. Listen, when he teases you, how bad does he tease? Does he call you a fag, or gay too, like his friends do?" Rob asked.

"Well," Jason said. "Not really. I always expect him to, but he doesn't. He's just always trying to annoy me! But... no - nothing hurtful really."

"Maybe it is friendly teasing then, and he's just trying to get you to be friends with him," Rob said.

"Doubtful," Jason said.

"Well, you don't know really, til you relax a little and see how he treats you with your armor down." Rob said.

Jason studied Rob's face carefully, before finally replying, "I suppose," in a not-very-convinced tone.

"Besides, if it turns out he's gay, well..." Rob said. "He was kinda cute! He's got awesome hair! Maybe you can win him away from this Cory!"

"Oh fuck!" Jason said, and he laughed. "Me and Crowe - yeah right!"

Rob just grinned, and said, "Whatever, but seriously - if he's not nasty to you, why not try and be friends at least? Give him the benefit of the doubt, until he blows it."

"I doubt Mom and Dad would approve," Jason said.

"Why's that?" Rob asked.

"The father's in prison for embezzlement, and the older brother's a junkie who just ran off, to avoid getting arrested, and his mother drinks I guess, so there's really no good role models for him," Jason said.

"I see. Well, maybe you could be one!" Rob said.

Jason laughed and cried "Yeah right!"

"I'm serious!" Rob said. "Sometimes a guy will listen to a friend more than an elder! Especially when he has no elders around worth listening to! If he comes to respect you enough, even though you're the same age, he might try to do things more like you do."

Jason chuckled dubiously.

"Well, promise me you won't just write-off having him as a friend, without giving him a chance to prove he can be one!" Rob said.

"Fine!" Jason said. "Can we stop talking about him now?"

"Sure," Rob said, smiling.

Just then, the boys heard a car pulling in the driveway. It was Diana coming home from shopping.

A minute after she pulled in, the kitchen door opened, and they heard her calling for Jason to come help unload the car.

"C'mon," Rob said. "I'll help."

Smiling, Jason got up and the boys ran down and started to unload a huge number of bags of groceries. Just as they were finishing, Joe arrived home from work too.

Three quarters of an hour later, Diana was setting dinner on the table.

"I wish your father would get here with Joshua!" she said, testily to Joe.

"Josh's with Dad?" Joe asked, sounding both surprised and concerned.

"Yes, he came and took him off somewhere this morning," Diana said. "I haven't heard from them since."

As if by devine providence, Joe's father's car pulled into the driveway a moment later, and Joshua leaped out, shouting "G'bye Grandpa! See you soon!"

A moment, later, Joshua burst through the kitchen door, all smiles.

"Rob!" he cried, grinning.

"Hey Josh!" Rob said, lassoing his littler half-brother with his arm and pulling him into a hug.

A crescendo of giggles filled the room then for a minute as Rob proceeded to tickle the boy in the ribs.

When Rob stopped, the boy's giggles subsided as well.

"Hey Bud!" Joe said, grinning as he walked into the kitchen then. Warily he added "So... you spent the day with Grandpa?"

"Yup!" Josh grinned.

"What'd you do all day?" Joe asked.

"Well," Josh said. "First we went and ate. Then we stopped at the store to buy stuff. We had a soda after that - cause it was hot out. Grandpa let me play a couple games at the arcade. Then we went swimming, and now I'm home!"

"You went swimming?" Diana said, alarmed. "You didn't have any sun screen on though!"

"Yes I did! When Grandpa told me he was taking me swimming, I told him I couldn't cause I didn't have any on - so that was one of the things we bought some of - same kind we use!" Josh said.

"Were you able to get it on all over yourself?" Diana asked, worried.

"Grandpa put it on me!" Josh said.

Joe's and Jason's heads both suddenly snapped in Joshua's direction.

"Oh good. Did he put enough on you so you didn't burn though?" Diana asked, still concerned.

"He put it everywhere!" Josh said.

"Everywhere?" Joe asked, staring intently at his son.

"Yup - even under my swim suit!" Joshua said. "He said the YV...or whatever those rays are can go right through material, so he made sure to put lots on me down there, cause I'm so pale there."

"He put it under your suit?" Diana asked, furrowing her brow and frowning. "I never heard of the Ultra-violet (by the way it's 'UV' rays Honey) going through a swimsuit like that."

"Just how did he apply the lotion Josh? Did he use a cloth?" Joe asked, appearing tense.

"He just used his hands," Josh said.

"Even on your privates?" Joe asked.

"Uh huh," Josh said. "He said I definitely didn't want to burn them, or my butt either."

As everyone turned to look at Joshua, he chuckled and added, "he used both hands down there, one in front on my prick and nuts, and one on my butt, and he was real careful to get it all over me down, even on my butt hole... um... it kinda felt real neat and I got a boner though!"

Josh's grin faded as he looked around at everyone who was staring at him.

"What?" he asked, oblivious.

"Your grandfather rubbed tan lotion on your penis and scrotum with his bare hand?" Joe asked, fighting to control his anger, and sound as normal as possible.

"Uh huh," Josh said.

"And he put his finger in your butt and touched you there too?" Joe asked.

"He said he had to rub it in good there, so it didn't feel funny and make me walk like I had a load in my pants!" Josh said, grinning.

"I see," Joe said, quietly in a forced, controlled voice. Rob could see that his father's whole body was trembling. He also noticed that Diana had tears welling in her eyes, and that Jason was upset as well.

"And what he did caused you to get an erection?" Joe asked.

"Well..." Joshua said, blushing slightly. "You told me yourself, if you rub it enough, it feels real good. I guess you were right, cause that's what happened. Anyway, Grandpa had to rub it in good, so I was dry, so... yeah, I got a boner. He didn't care though."

"OK Joshua," Joe said, in as controlled a voice as he could muster yet. "Listen, you didn't do anything wrong, OK? But, we've talked about this before - maybe you didn't fully understand what we were telling you though. See? Nobody's supposed to touch you like that down there. Not on your penis, or your scrotum, or your butt. And they never need to put their hands inside your butt crack at all either. The only people who can touch you anywhere down there are the doctor, or nurses, and Mommy and I, but even we're only ever supposed to touch you there if we're trying to help you with something. OK?"

"OH!" Joshua said, looking a little confused. "Um... well, it was just Grandpa. I thought he counted too, and he WAS putting sun screen on me!"

Joe drew in a deep breath, held it a moment, and glanced at Diana who looked ready to break into tears. He let the air out of his lungs then and continued.

"OK. You didn't do anything wrong Josh!" Joe said. "I understand you think he was helping you. Well, he was in one way, but in another, what he was doing was wrong. A person doesn't need to have sun screen put on under their bathing suit. The only time to put sun screen on your private areas is if you're going to a nude beach actually!"

Josh's sober expression turned into a smirk at the mention of nude beaches.

"And honestly Josh, Grandpa shouldn't be touching you down there either. Just the doctor, a nurse, Mom or me should ever touch you there!" Joe said.

"What about Jason and Rob?" Josh asked.

Joe quickly looked at his older sons, then seeing looks of surprise on their faces, he looked back at Joshua and said, "What do you mean?"

"Well, if I need help with something down there, can they touch me there?" Josh asked. "I don't care if they do."

Joe smiled slightly, and said, "Well... I suppose if mom and I aren't around, but they are, and you really need some help, it's OK."

Josh looked at Jason and Rob and grinned. Rob smiled back at him, but Jason just looked at him with a haunted look in his eyes.

"My point is, nobody should touch your privates, whether you're naked, or clothed, for any reason, except medical purposes!" Joe said. "So if anyone ever tries, tell them 'NO!' and if they don't leave you alone, get away from them and find an adult - one you can trust if possible - and tell them. OK?"

"OK," Joshua said. "So was what Grandpa did wrong?"

"Well, honestly, yes it was," Joe said. "And I believe he knew it was. I'm going to go have a talk with him now. And from now on, you won't be going anywhere alone with him again. OK?"

Joshua suddenly looked dismayed.

"But - he didn't hurt me or anything!" He said. "And we always have lots of fun!"

"Has he ever touched you down there before?" Diana asked suddenly.

Josh apparently heard the sterness in her voice. Rob saw his face darken a little, and he hesitated before saying "no." Rob could see that the boy had figured out that he was getting his grandfather into trouble, and had decided to not make it worse for him, and lied.

"Are you sure?" his mother asked, looking carefully at him.

"YES!" Joshua cried. Then he said, "Can I go? I have to pee?"

"OK," Joe said. "But remember Joshua, nobody should ever touch your privates - OK?"

"OK!" Josh said, crossing his legs, as if he was fighting to control his bladder.

"Go on then," Joe said.

"Thanks!" Josh burst out, and he jumped up and ran for the stairs.

As his footsteps receded up the stairs, Joe looked at his wife and said, "I'll handle it!" in a determined, growl.

He looked at Jason then and studied him for a moment.

"Has my father ever done anything like this, or anything else inappropriate with you Jason?" he asked, in an embarrassed, but caring tone.

Jason stared at his father with saucer eyes for a moment, then quietly said, "No Sir!"

Joe studied him a moment longer, the said, "you're sure?"

"Positive," Jason replied quietly, blushing slightly though.

Rob got the idea Jason was lying too. Inside his guts were twisting he was so angry at his "grandfather" for what he'd done to his brothers!

"I'm going to see my father now!" Joe growled fiercely.

He got up then, grabbed his keys, and stalked out the door. A moment later, as he punched the gas pedal, and gunned his engine and flew out of the driveway in reverse, Diana looked at Jason and Rob for a moment, then fled out of the room and up the stairs.

Jason and Rob looked at each other. Jason's face darkened, as he sensed that Rob was trying to determine if he'd lied about his grandfather touching him inappropriately.

Seeing Jason blushing, Rob figured that he was guessing correctly, that the grandfather had done things to Jason too.

"What'd he do to you?" Rob asked, softly, looking sympathetically at Jason.

Jason blushed deeper and looked away from Rob.

"Nothing," Jason lied.

"You're not a good liar! I know he did something," Rob said. "You didn't do anything wrong. He did. So you don't have to cover it up... or... are you trying to protect him?"

"I'm not protecting him!" Jason said, swinging his head back toward Rob and looking him directly in the eye. "He's a swine!"

"Well, why didn't you tell Dad then?" Rob asked.

Jason looked at him a moment, then burst out, "How can I tell my father that his father used to do that to me all the time? Ever since I was a little boy that pig would pull my pants down, and shove a greasy finger up my ass and fuck me with it while he jacked me off! You saw how upset he was about Josh! How could I tell him that?"

Rob stared at Jason horror-struck for a moment, then shook his head, as if to clear it and said, "Well... if you'd told him when it was happening, he could've stopped it."

Jason's face looked a little maniacal then as he said with a sneer, "well, maybe I didn't want it to stop! Even though I knew it was wrong - maybe I liked it! Maybe it felt good! Maybe I liked how it felt when I laid there naked and he slid his fat finger in and out of me, and slid his thumb and fingers up and down my prick. He was good at it - he always made me get off - even though I didn't shoot jizz yet! Sometimes he'd keep going til I got off two or even three times! So... if I liked it so much, why would I tell someone who would stop it? And how could I anyway? How could I tell my dad what a monster his father was? He'd wonder why I didn't tell him right away, and then figure out I liked it. I can't lie to Dad - he always knows when I am. How can I let him know how disgusting I am, that I liked it when that slime bag did those things to me? They sure as hell would've figured out I was gay then!"

Rob stared at Jason, horror-struck for a moment, as Jason's eyes filled with tears again for the second time that day.

"Hey!" Rob said, grabbing his shoulder and peering at him. "It's OK. I - I expect I'd have felt the same way about it if it had happened to me too."

Snuffling and trying to blink back his tears, Jason looked up at Rob, surprised, and said, "Really?"

Blushing a little, and looking guiltily back at Rob, Jason nodded.

"As long as he was making it feel that good, yeah" Rob said. He blushed more as he felt his cock pressing against the fly of his pants. Glancing surreptitiously down at himself, to see how obvious his arousal was, he couldn't help noticing there was a prominent lump in Jason's crotch as well. In fact, it twitched as he looked at it, as if Jason had flexed his penis.

"So, do you still think Grandpa was doing such a bad thing?" Jason asked.

"Yeah," Rob said. "Because he didn't give you, or Josh, a choice in it. He just did it to you! If you'd asked him to do it - maybe it wouldn't seem quite so bad!"

As the two looked at each other a moment, Josh suddenly walked back in the room.

"So when do we eat?" he asked, looking back and forth between them. "And where's Mom?"

"Upstairs, and soon!" Rob said. "So... everything OK with you?"

"Sure!" Josh said. Then he looked at Rob and said, "Was it wrong that I had fun with Grandpa... and that I liked what he was doing with the lotion?"

"No," Rob said. "But in the future, just remember - nobody should do that to you, OK?"

"Did he try to get you to do anything to his privates?" Jason asked.

"Ewwww... No!" Josh said,crinkling his nose. Then he grinned and added, "But he had a bone too! I saw it through the leg hole of his trunks. It was big and hairy, and the end was wet, like he'd just peed!"

Rob looked questioningly at Jason, wondering why he'd asked Josh if their grandfather had wanted him touch him as well. Seeing Rob's questioning look, Jason shook his head "no". Rob looked more intensely at him though, and Jason shook his head "no" with more conviction. From the look on his face, Rob realized he wasn't lying to him. He thought a moment. It seemed curious to him that their grandfather didn't try to get them to do anything to him. Must be he got off on giving young boys pleasure.

"Well..." Rob said, after a moment, "Just remember Josh - nobody touches your privates or butt, and you don't touch their's either - OK?"

"Alright already!" Josh cried, clearly tired of discussing it. "Can we just find Mom and get some food on the table?"

Just then they heard footsteps coming down the stairs. Diana appeared in the kitchen a moment later. Rob could tell she'd been crying.

"Thank God!" Josh cried. "I'm hungry. When's supper?"

Diana smiled sadly at him and said, "Soon dear! Why don't you go wash up?"

"I just did!" Josh cried.

"I have an idea," Rob said. "Your mom's had a long hard day, and I noticed a bottle of wine in the fridge. How about we set the table and get supper ready, and let your Mom relax with a nice glass of wine?"

Josh looked up at Rob a little surprised.

"You wanta eat or not?" Rob said, looking pointedly at him.

"Oh fine! I'll set the table - but I can't cook!" Josh said.

"'Bout time you learn Bub!" Rob said, and he reached over and began jabbing Joshua's ribs.

Diana smiled, as shrieks and giggles filled the room.

When Rob let up on Josh, Diana looked at him and said, "Thanks but I can get dinner."

"No," Rob said. "You can sit and have a glass of wine and wind down a little. I can cook!"

Diana looked surprised, but finally smiled and said, "Well, OK. Thank you Rob. I have hamburger patties thawed in the refrigerator. I was thinking of grilling cheeseburgers, and there's french fries in the freezer that you can put on a cookie sheet and bake. And all the fixings for salad are in the bottom drawer in the fridge."

"Great!" Rob said, smiling. "C'mon guys, let's get to work!"

The boys looked at him a little surprised, but after a minute, Jason said, "C'mon, Josh, let's set the table, while he figures out what else we can do."

"Thanks Jase!" Rob said, smiling, as he reached for a wine glass and set it on the counter. He stepped over to the refrigerator and pulled out a bottle of Chardonnay, and poured some in the glass, then handed it to Diana. "Now go sit down and try to relax."

Diana glanced at her sons, then gave Rob a withering look as she accepted the glass of wine.

Rob stepped in close to her, and said softly, "They're both fine! I talked with them, and they're fine! They know what to do and not to do in the future, and Dad'll handle the rest. So go relax."

Diana's eyes filled with tears again, as she looked up at Rob and smiled slightly.

"Thank you," she said. She reached up and carressed his cheek lightly. "Thank you for being here for my boys!"

Rob grinned and said, "It's my pleasure!"

Diana's smile broadened a little, as she turned and headed for the French doors the lead out onto the deck.

As Diana stepped outside, Jason asked, "Where are we going to eat?"

Before Rob could reply, Diana called back, "Inside! It looks like we're in for a thunder storm!"

"OK," Jason called. He and Joshua began setting the table then, while Rob busied himself pulling the makings for their dinner out of the refrigerator.

A few minutes later, as Rob was tossing a salad, with the boys' help, they heard their father's car pull into the driveway. It was quickly followed by a second car.

Glancing out the window, Josh cried, "It's Dad, and Uncle John's here, and Mike too!"

"Cool!" Rob said, grinning. He walked over to the refrigerator and pulled a three bottles of beer out.

"Wait!" He said, stepping in front of Josh who was running toward the door. As Josh skidded to a halt, and looked up at him, he said, "Don't run! Walk calmly and don't shake these! Take them out to Dad, Uncle Johnny and Uncle Mike, and tell them dinner's almost ready. And Jason - could you please set a couple more places at the table? I'm gonna go grill."

Joshua grinned and carefully took the three bottles of beer from Rob and walked toward the door, as Jason headed back to the cupboard, and Rob returned to the refrigerator to get a few more burgers out.

A minute later, as Rob was gathering things together to go outside and grill, Josh poked his head in the door and hollered "Mom said to cook the burgers inside. It's gonna pour in a minute!"

As he finished speaking, a loud crack of thunder suddenly struck, as if to punctuate what he'd said.

"OK," Rob said. He immediately began looking for a frying pan instead.

A few minutes later, as Rob was finishing cooking the cheeseburgers, Josh and the adults suddenly burst through the French doors, as it began pouring.

"Good thing you said to cook inside!" Rob said, grinning.

"I hope they're almost done! The way the lightning's hitting, I bet we lose the power!" Diana said. "Jason, put a few candles on the table and light them, would you please?"

"Scared of the dark?" Jason goaded her, smiling, as he picked up some candles off the counter and a box of matches.

"Number one nephew!" Johnny cried, as he came through the door and saw Rob standing at the stove.

"HEY!" Jason cried. "I thought I was 'Number one nephew'!"

Rob glanced over at Jason and saw that although he didn't look hurt, he also didn't look as happy as he had a moment earlier.

Johnny chuckled and reached over and mussed Jason's hair up and said, "Relax! The number only has to do with birth order - nothing else! And Rob's older than you are - so in that respect - sorry kid - but you've been demoted!"

Jason smiled again then, as Johnny stepped over to the stove. He and Rob bumped fists, then, threw an arm around each other, and gave each other a half-hug.

"How're you?" Johnny asked. "When your father showed up over at Mom and Dad's and said you were here, and invited us over, we couldn't not come! And here you are cooking for us to boot!"

Rob grinned and said, "I'm glad you're here Uncle Johnny. I'm doing OK. How're you guys?"

"Absolutely fine!" Johnny said, grinning. "By the way, sending Number 3 out with the beers..." his grin deepened and he winked, and added "nice touch!"

Rob grinned and said, "Knew you'd appreciate it!"

"I think they're done!" Mike said, looking down at the pan full of burgers, as he stepped over to the two of them.

"OH Ff__!!" Rob cried, catching himself before he swore, as he ripped the pan of cheeseburgers off the burner. Blushing he said, "Hope you all like well done!"

"Oh they're fine!" Diana said, smiling, as she looked down at them as she went to get a refill for her wine.

"Let's eat then," Rob said, smiling. He reached over and grabbed Mike and pulled him into a half hug too and said, "It's great to see you too Uncle Mike!"

Mike beamed and blinked a couple of times as he hugged Rob strongly.

Grinning, Joe said, "OK, let's eat!"

"Here you go fellas," Diana said, as she turned from the refrigerator with her glass of wine and three more bottles of beer.

The men smiled broadly and chuckled, as Johnny said, "Have I ever told you you're my favorite sister-in-law?"

"I'm your only sister-in-law Johnny!" Diana said, but her smile broadened, as Johnny took the bottles from her.

"Everybody, head for the table!" Rob said, as he piled cheeseburgers up on a platter.

A few minutes later, the room was silent, except for the sounds of chewing, and smacking lips, mixed with the beat of the rain on the windows and side of the house, and the occasional rumbles of thunder.

As they ate, Rob noticed Johnny and Mike glancing at Josh every so often. Apparently Josh noticed too, because suddenly he looked at his father, and in a tone of surprise mixed with embarrassmanet, he cried, "You told them too! Didn't you?"

Everybody stopped eating and glanced back and forth between Josh, who looked hurt and embarrassed, his father who looked sheepish, and Johnny and Mike, who both looked apologetically at Joe.

Joe cleared his throat and said, "It's OK Josh. Johnny's my brother, and Grandpa is his father too. I needed to talk to him about it too."

"Josh!" Johnny said. "Don't sweat it man. You didn't do anything wrong, and there's no reason for you to be embarrassed. And don't worry, me and Mike won't be telling anyone about this. We just want you to be OK - OK?"

"I am OK Uncle John!" Josh said. "He didn't hurt me or anything..."

Josh trailed off and looked thoughtful for a minute, as everyone looked at him.

"What's wrong then?" Diana asked, seeing that Josh clearly had something on his mind.

"Well..." Josh said. "I just don't get why Grandpa would want to do what he did! I mean I know he wasn't trying to hurt me. He told me he was trying to protect me from sunburn. When I got boned though, he asked me if it felt good, and I said it did. So he said he was glad, and kept going. But... I don't get why he wanted to do it - unless it was just he wanted me to feel good - unless..."

"Unless what Josh?" Joe asked.

"Well..." Josh began, then after hesitating a minute, he looked at his uncle and blurted, "Is grandpa gay?"

Johnny smiled slightly and said, "Well - no, I wouldn't necessarily say that."

"Well, that's what I thought," Josh said. "I mean - he's got Grandma ... to do things with. But... why would he do that to me, unless he liked doing it? And if he liked doing it, well... then - he'd be like you. You like doing things with boys - so that's why you're gay. So... if Grandpa likes doing that to me, and I'm a boy, then... isn't he gay too?"

Nobody at the table moved, as they sat looking at Josh, trying to wend their way through his logic.

Joe was the first to speak.

"Josh," he said. "Why don't you and I discuss this by ourselves after dinner, OK?"

Josh looked at his father, and said, "But - you're not gay - so you won't get it either, will you?"

Both Rob and Mike couldn't help snorting and grinning at Joshua's question. Everyone else smiled then too a little.

"It's OK Josh," Joe said. "When you're older, like I am, you learn a lot of things, even if they don't really concern you. So, I think I'll be able to explain it to you, so you understand. OK?"

Josh blinked as he thought a minute, and finally said, "OK."

"Good," Joe said. "So you and me will talk later then."

"OK," Josh said. He resumed eating then, and everyone else did too.

The rest of their meal continued with general, genial conversations.

After dinner, Joe took Josh up to his room to talk with him. Diana, who was still somewhat upset by the revelation of what her father-in-law had done to her son, excused herself to go take a bath, saying to leave the dishes, that she'd do them in the morning. After she left, Rob grinned and walked over to the sink to do them.

Johnny and Mark had talked Jason into playing a game of Monopoly, and the three of them were sitting at the kitchen table setting the game up.

"If you hurry with those dishes, you can play too!" Johnny said, grinning across the kitchen at Rob.

"You could get your buns up here and help, and it'd go faster!" Rob retorted, grinning.

"I don't know - I gotta help Jase here set up the game! I don't think he knows how to!" Johnny replied.

"I DO T-" Jason burst out, but was cut off by a loud "SHHHHH!!!" from his uncle.

"Oh you two are something else!" Mike said, smiling and getting up. "I'll help you Rob."

"Thanks Uncle Mike!" Rob said, smiling.

While Rob and Mike busied themselves at the sink, washing and drying the dishes, Jason and Johnny set up the game board.

"So..." Johnny said in a low casual tone, after a minute.

Jason looked up at him, instinctively aware that Johnny was trying to carefully choose his words.

As Jason cautiously eyed his uncle, Johnny looked at him and said, "Your dad's wondering if maybe our father might've done something like he did with Josh today, to you too when you were younger."

Jason immediately looked ill.

"It's OK Jase," Johnny said. "You don't have to get upset, and you can tell me if he did. If he did, I know you didn't do anything wrong, or try to make him do it. I just wanta know what he did, so I know what we're dealing with."

"Why do you think he did anything with me?" Jason asked, finally.

"From the look on your face when I asked. It's the same look your father saw when they asked you earlier," Johnny said.

"So he thinks he did something to me too? Why? Why would anyone think he did anything to anyone but Josh?" Jason asked, squirming a little in his seat.

Johnny's face turned a little pink then, as he contemplated his nephew.

"Oh my God!" Jason said suddenly. "Did he do things to you too Uncle John?"

Rob dropped a plate into the sink, as his head spun to look at his half-brother and Uncle. Luckily, the dish landed in the water and didn't break.

Johnny didn't answer his nephew right away, but Rob noticed the tops of his ears were getting redder. He looked at Mike and Mike looked him in the eye, and gave a slight nod.

"So, is that why you're gay?" Jason asked, taking his uncle's silence as an affirmation.

"No!" Johnny said. "A person doesn't turn gay because of things that happen to them. They're born gay. It's genetic."

"So he did do something to you though?" Jason persisted.

"I was the one asking you that question," Johnny said.

"I don't mean this to come off sounding rude Uncle John, but - why should I tell you anything, if you won't tell me?" Jason asked, scrutinizing his uncle carefully.

Neither said a thing, as they looked at each other, and Rob and Mike stared at the two of them from the sink.

"Fine," Johnny said in a soft voice finally. "Yes Jason, my father sexually abused me when I was a boy. Did he abuse you too? Does he still abuse you?"

"NO!" Jason cried.

"He hasn't?" Johnny asked, surprised.

"N- I mean - well," Jason struggled, his face darkening. "Well... fine. Yes - he did the same kind of thing to me when I was younger, but he doesn't anymore now. I guess when Josh got big enough to suit him, he stopped using me!"

Rob saw a profoundly painful look cloud Mike's eyes, as he stared at Johnny and Jason.

"I'm sorry," Johnny said in a somewhat raspy voice. "I'm sorry he did anything to you ever. And to Joshua. I should've done something a long time ago, so he didn't do anything to either of you!"

"It's not your fault Uncle John," Jason said. "And he never hurt me. I'm OK. So's Josh."

"Still...." Johnny said.

There was a pause for a moment, as the two of them looked at each other.

Suddenly Jason asked, "So - what'd he do to you?"

Johnny's face flushed brighter red.

"Pretty much the same as he did with Josh," he said finally. "He would come up with a reason to need to put lotion on me or something, and molest me, like he did to your brother. What'd he do to you?"

Jason blushed brightly then too, and said "the same."

The two looked uncomfortably at each other for a minute, until Jason broke the silence and asked, "Did you make you get off?"

Johnny's face clouded a little, as he nodded. "You too?"

"Uh huh," Jason said, turning dark red.

"Did he shove his finger up your butt?" Johnny asked, after a moment.

Reluctantly, Jason nodded, and said, "You too?"

Frowning, Johnny nodded. "I'm really sorry he did these things to you. How long did he abuse you? How often?"

"Enough," Jason said, glancing guiltily at Rob.

"How old were you when it started?" Johnny persisted.

"Little," Jason said. "I don't remember how old - before I started school I think."

"Shit!" Johnny said. "When did it stop?"

"I don't know," Jason said. "A few months ago maybe."

Johnny's eyebrows shot up.

"He was doing this to you that recently?" he cried, incredulously.

Jason turned bright red and looked at the floor.

"Oh my God!" Johnny said, looking at his nephew with deep concern. "I'm so sorry Jase!"

"It's OK," Jason said. "Like I said, he never hurt me."

"But - " Johnny said. "If he was doing it to you that recently - you must've already been able to have a mature orgasm, right?"

Poor Jason went deep purple and looked ready to cry, as he hung his head.

Realizing he'd upsed his nephew, Johnny leaned forward and gripped his wrists gently, and said, "It's OK Jason. I'm sorry. It's OK. You didn't do anything wrong!"

Just then they heard footsteps pounding down the stairs.

"DON'T TELL MY DAD ANYTHING WE TALKED ABOUT! PLEASE?" Jason hissed loudly at his uncle.

Johnny looked at him, and with an understanding smile, he nodded affirmatively. Jason looked relieved.

A moment later, Josh and his father burst into the kitchen. They both looked curiously at Jason, Johnny, Mike and Rob, who were still looking at each other, with various expressions of sadness, embarrassment, and anger on their faces.

"Who wants to play Monopoly?" Johnny cried, before his brother could question what was going on.

Rob and Mike quickly finished up the dishes, and joined the others, and the group played Monopoly for a while, until it was time of Johnny and Mike to leave.

As they were leaving, Diana reappeared, clad in a plush terry-cloth robe, looking relaxed and refreshed.

"You take care," Johnny said, as he hugged Jason tightly. "And call me if you ever need to talk about things, OK?" he added in a soft whisper in the boy's ear.

Jason smiled, and squeezed his uncle harder in reply.

After Johnny and Mike were gone, Joe looked at his sons and said, "It's been a long day, and it's getting late. Time to start thinking about bed."

"Already?" Josh whined.

"Yes, already!" Joe said, grinning.

Rob noticed Diana looking intently back and forth between him and Jason.

Smiling he said, "We already discussed it. It's all OK."

Diana smiled and said "OK, then."

"What?" Josh cried, not one to miss much.

"Yeah, what?" Joe asked, having not been a part of Rob's and Diana's earlier conversation.

Rob noticed that Jason was looking embarrassed. Diana noticed too.

"I just discussed the sleeping arrangements with Jason that's all, I wanted him to have all the facts before I shared his bed with him," Rob said, blushing a little as he looked at his father.

Joe smiled at Rob, then looked at Jason and said, "I see... so...?"

"What's going on?" Josh asked, looking back and forth between his father and brothers, clearly confused by their cryptic remarks. "They're both boys, why can't they sleep together?"

Diana wasn't paying attention to Josh, but was looking intently at Jason, who was suddenly looking very embarrassed, and even a little frightened, under his father's scrutiny.

"Jason?" she asked. "Is there problem?"

"With what?" Josh butted in.

"No!" Jason cried, finally, turning redder still.

"So, you're OK with everything?" Diana persisted.

"With What?" Josh cried again.

"Yes! I'm OK with it!" Jason said, his face, bright red.

"Will somebody tell me what's going on?" Joshua cried, in a demanding tone, as Jason looked at the floor, while his parents looked at him.

"I can just sleep on the couch," Rob said, uncomfortably, sorry that his visit was causing Jason a problem.

"No!" Jason cried, again, his head spinning to look at Rob. "You can sleep with me!"

He turned redder still when he realized his father was studying him even more closely.

"WHAT'S GOING ON?" Joshua cried in a shrill voice.

He was so loud, that everyone looked at him this time.

"You don't have to yell!" Diana said to him. "We can hear you just fine when you speak in a normal tone."

"But I was speaking in a normal tone, but nobody's answering me!" Josh complained.

Rob smiled slightly then and reached over and pulled on Joshua's shoulder, tugging him over to him.

"I'll tell you," he said. Joe and Diana looked surprised, but Joe nodded. As Rob began, Jason looked shocked, and uncomfortable.

"See, there's something you don't know about me yet," Rob said. "But it's something that if I'm gonna share your brother's bed with him tonight, he has a right to know about first, in case he has a problem with it."

"What is it?" Josh asked, not sure whether to look concerned or not.

"Well," Rob said. "Guess maybe the easiest way to explain it is, that I'm like Uncle Johnny and Uncle Mark."

Joshua looked at Rob for a minute, not sure what he meant. Then suddenly his eyes bugged out and he cried, "So... you're a fag too?"

Diana's eyes flew open and she shrieked "JOSHUA!"

Rob looked at his little half brother, both shocked, and a little hurt! Jason looked stricken too.

Blushing deeply, Joshua cried "I'm sorry! I didn't mean it the way it sounded! It's just - well - that's what all the guys at school call queers!" "JOSHUA!" Diana cried again,in exasperation.

Looking defeated, and embarrassed, Joshua looked at the floor. When he looked up at Rob, he couldn't look him in the eye.

"I'm sorry Rob, I really don't mean anything bad," he said. "It's just the things they say at school. I didn't mean to hurt your feelings... I just wanta know - are you REALLY ... that way?... Like Uncle John and Mike?"

Realizing the boy hadn't been trying to call him names, Rob relaxed and couldn't help smiling slightly.

He looked at Joshua and said, "Yeah Josh, I am. And the word you should use for it is 'gay'. So what you should've said was 'So you're gay then?' or 'that's what all the guys call gays'. OK?"

Still looking embarrassed, but realizing from his tone that Rob wasn't mad at him, Josh sheepishly looked up and nodded. He didn't take his eyes off Rob though, and studied him carefully.

Rob smiled a little nervously and said "Listen, even though we don't know each other that much yet, we are half-brothers, so it's OK for you to say how you feel about it - OK? So... go ahead and say what's on your mind."

Josh looked surprised. He glanced at his mother, who was giving him a pointed look.

"It's OK Diana," Rob said, seeing this out of the corner of his eye, but not taking his eyes off Joshua. "I wanta know how he really feels about it. So go ahead Josh - tell me exactly what you think - don't worry about saying the wrong thing."

Joshua looks up at Rob with a somewhat daunted look on his face.

"Well?" Rob asked.

"Well..." Josh said. "Um... I don't know. I mean... now that you're.... gay - does that change you?"

Rob smiled and said, "Well, I didn't just become gay - I've always been gay - so no, I won't be any different than I was before."

"Cool!" Josh said, smiling, and looking a little relieved.

"What else?" Rob asked.

"Well... so... because you're gay - that means you don't like girls?" Josh asked.

Again Rob smiled and said, "Oh, I like girls... it's just that I'm not interested in having a girlfriend... instead... where most guys want to have girlfriends - I prefer to be with boys."

"So do you have a boyfriend then?" Josh asked.

Chuckling, Rob said, "as a matter of fact I do."

"Really?" Joshua cried. "So do you have sex with him?"

"JOSHUA!" Diana cried, her eyes bigger than ever.

Rob couldn't help smirking, as Joshua, who was too curious, ignored his scandalized mother.

Trying to get serious, Rob said "Well, let's just say, that's private information, but to answer your question, I do the same things with my boyfriend, that I would he if he was a girl, and was my girlfriend."

"OH MY GOD! You DO have sex with him!!!" Josh cried, with big eyes.

"OH MY GOD! Joshua!" Diana cried, nearly beside hersef, as Rob just chuckled.

"I'm sorry!" Josh said, finally realizing his mother thought he was being rude.

"It's OK," Rob said, smiling. "Let me ask you something though. Does it bother you that I'm gay? And if it does, it's OK to say so!"

"Really?" Joshua asked, surprised.

"Yeah really," Rob said, suddenly worried that Josh might actually turn against him, which he hadn't expected.

Josh looked at Rob thoughtfully for a moment, then finally said, "well... as long as you don't try to suck face with me or anything, no, it doesn't bother me! I mean... Uncle Johnny's que- I mean gay, and he's cool! I like him! No reason, I can't like you too!"

Diana looked ready to have a fit over her son's 'suck face' comment, but Rob smiled and relaxed. Before his stepmother could reprimand her son again, he said, "Well thanks Josh! I'm glad to hear that, because I like you too... and don't worry - I won't be trying to 'suck face' with you!"

"That's good!" Josh said, grinning.

A moment later, his grin faded, and Rob could tell he wanted to ask another question.

"Go ahead - you can ask me anything - anytime," Rob said.

Josh blushed, and looked furtively at his mother.

"It's OK - you don't need her permission - just ask!" Rob said, smiling.

"Well..." Josh said, appearing to squirm a little. "Well... it's... please don't get mad mom!"

He stopped abruptly and looked at his mother.

"It's OK, really!" Rob said, smiling.

Josh looked at Rob, and suddenly burst out with "Well, guys don't have anywhere down there to put 'it' into - so - do you really put it in each other's butts?"

"Jesus Christ!" Joe groaned.

Jason nearly fell out of the chair he'd been sitting on, listening quietly.

Diana gave a strangled gasp, and turned 18 shades darker red. Rob was sure she was going to pass out!

Rob himself looked a little surprised, but quickly recovered and grinned at Josh.

"Well, that's one thing gay guys can do," he said finally, hoping his step-mother wouldn't be angry with him.

"Damn!" Josh burst out, his eyes wide. "That's gotta hurt like He- like the worst thing ever! Has anyone ever done that to you?"

"Joshua! That's enough!" Diana cried, her face maroon with embarrassment, as Joe said sharply "JOSH!"

Out of the corner of his eye, Rob saw Jason's lower jaw drop, and his mouth hang open in shock.

Rob, couldn't help smiling and chuckling, although he felt his face heating up.

"Listen," he said, reaching for Joshua and giving his shoulder a squeeze. "Without getting into details, let me just say, that if you know how to do things right - you can do them so they don't hurt. Do you really think anyone would do it if it did?"

"well... no," Josh said. "So - you've done it then?"

Diana was rolled her eyes.

"Well... even though we're brothers, there's some things that should be kept private - OK?" Rob said.

"Ohhhh... OK," Joshua said, in an obviously disappointed tone.

"I think that's more than enough conversation about this," Diana said, looking pointedly at Josh.

"Oh fine!" Josh groused. "I'm going to bed then!"

"That's a good idea!" Diana said, as Josh got up and headed for the stairs. "Maybe we should all go to bed now!"

"That's a good idea!" Joe echoed, getting up too. As Josh and Diana walked of, he looked at Rob and Jason, and quietly asked, "So, you're sure then that you're both OK with sharing a bed?"

"Yeah," Jason said quietly.

Rob nodded.

"OK then, I'll say g'night, I guess," Joe said. He joined Diana then, as she turned and bid the boys a good-night, and they headed up the stairs together.

"So... I gues we should probably go to bed then too?" Rob asked, looking at Jason.

Yawning, Jason nodded and grunted, then reached to turn off a table lamp.

Rob turned off another lamp, then the two picked their way through the darkness and went upstairs. Rob waited while Jason finished up in the bathroom, then while Rob was in the bathroom, Jason quickly changed into a pair of pajamas.

When Rob came back into the room, he was still wearing his cargo shorts.

"You wear PJ's to bed huh?" Rob asked, smiling at Jason.

Jason blushed and looked uncomfortable, but nodded in acknowledgement.

"What do you wear?" he asked then.

Chuckling Rob told him that he usually slept naked, but that he'd be leaving his underwear on, so Jason wouldn't feel uncomfortable.

"It wouldn't make me uncomfortable if you slept nude," Jason said, with an odd lilt to his voice.

As Rob looked at him, he noticed the boy looked a little embarrassed, but also that he could see the outline of the tip of his penis pressing against the front of his pajama bottoms, as if he was starting to get an erection.

"It's OK," Rob said, and he quickly stripped his shorts off, leaving his underwear on, picked up the covers and crawled into the bed and pulled them up, so that Jason wouldn't see that he too was starting to stiffen in reaction to his arousal.

Jason quickly crawled into bed too. The two lay there quietly for a minute then, with the lights on yet, staring up at the ceiling.

Finally, Jason broke the silence.

"Do you think Grandpa did those things to Dad too?" he asked in a slightly haunted voice.

"I don't know," Rob said. "But, I gotta admit, I was wondering that too. I mean he did it to Uncle Johnny, to you, and to Josh, so it seems he's done it to all the guys in the family. I wonder if he did it to Kevin ever too?"

"I don't think so. Kevin hasn't spent as much time with him," Jason said.

"So, you're really OK about what he did to you? I mean - you're not hurt or upset about it?" Rob asked.

"Well..." Jason started, looking nervously over at Rob. "He never hurt me... and well - I'm gay - so what he did actually felt nice - so - no - not really. I mean - should I be?"

"No, not if he didn't hurt you and you liked it," Rob said, realizing he might be upsetting Jason. At the same time though, he couldn't stop thinking about Jason's description of laying on a bed, while his grandfather slid his greased finger in and out of his rectum, and how good it had felt. As he thought about this, he looked over at Jason, and noticed a bulge protruding upward where the boy's penis would be. His own penis lunged upward in response as well.

Without thinking, Rob suddenly said, "So... did your grandfather ever do anything else besides jack you off, and stick his finger up your ass?"

"No," Jason replied. Jason's face grew a little darker, as he said, "No."

"I see," Rob said. "I just kinda thought maybe he'd have sucked on you too."

Jason's face grew a little darker, and Rob noticed his hand sliding downward under the blankets, toward his crotch. As he covered his penis with his hand and pressed it down, he said, "Well, he didn't. I've never had a blow job... you have though right?"

Smiling Rob said, "yeah."

"So, are they really as great as everyone says?" Jason asked, as inside his pajama bottoms, he wrapped his hand around his shaft and squeezed it.

Rob noticed the hand action Jason was giving himself, and felt his own cock surging with desire.

"Yeah," he said, as looking downward, he realized he had a huge tent over his crotch, and that his brother's eyes were glued to it. "Guess all this talk's kinda making us horny huh?"

Jason looked up at him then, and Rob could see a look of desire on his face, as red-cheeked, he swallowed and nodded. Rob smiled slightly. A moment later, Jason's eyes veered back to the tent he was making. Rob noticed Jason's had pitched a full tent too, only his was a little shorter.

"Rob?" Jason said.

"Yeah?" Rob replied.

Turning redder, Jason hesitated, then said, "Um... h-how big does your's get?"

Rob chuckled nervously. When he doesn't answer right away, Jason says, "I mean, you gotta be HUGE! Look at the way it's sticking up!"

Rob chuckled nervously again. He knew what the boy wanted. As he watched him, Jason looked up and he could see the look of desire etched even more deeply in his features.

"You wanta ask me if you can see it, don't you?" Rob said, finally, hoping in one instance that Jason would deny it, but in another, that he'd say yes.

"Well..." Jason said. "You can show it to me if you want."

Rob hadn't expected exactly that answer.

After a moment, he said, "Well, guys don't just show another guy their dick for no reason."

"I'll show you mine," Jason responded, quickly this time.

Rob thought for a minute. He knew he shouldn't go down that path, but he couldn't fight his own curiosity over his brother's body, and at the same time, although he didn't know why, something inside him made him want to expose himself to Jason.

"Well," he said after a minute, as the two stared at each other's bulges. "We are brothers, and eventually we'll see each other naked, and probably sometimes we'll see each other with hardons too, so... might was well be now."

"Really?" Jason asked, in a surprised gasping tone.

"Sure," Rob said, as he felt his heart racing.

Jason smiled a little and immediately pushed the covers down, exposing his pajama clad body, which even more prominently showed his erection off.

When Rob saw Jason's pole holding up his pajama bottoms, his dick stiffened even more. Quickly he shoved his own side of the blankets down, exposing his own underwear clad body.

Jason's eyeballs grew larger, or so it seemed as he stared at the bulge his older brother's cock was making in his underpants.

The two looked at each other, then Jason with his nostrils flaring, Jason reached for the waistband of his pajamas. Rob reached for the waistband of his underpants. Together the two pushed their pants down, completely exposing themselves.

"Shit!" Jason whispered loudly, when Rob laid back and his penis came into full view. "You're huge!"

Smiling, Rob looked at Jason's tool and said in a low tone, "You're not so small yourself!"

Jason looked up and grinned at him, then his eyes shot back to Rob's cock.

The two lay looking at one another for a moment, until Rob, knowing what Jason would ask next, and half-hoping he would, said, "Go ahead. You can touch it."

Jason smiled incredulously at Rob for a moment, then suddenly his hand shot out and gently he wrapped it round Rob's shaft.

Rob gasped softly as Jason's hand closed around his penis. Automatically, Jason started to move his fist slowly up and down in a masturbatory fashion.

As Rob let the air out of his lungs and half closed his eyes, Jason said, "You can do me too if you want."

Rob hesitated a moment, but then the feelings Jason was causing him were too great. He reached over and wrapped his hand around Jason's cock.

It was Jason's turn to gasp softly then, as Rob slowly began to jack him off.

As the two continued gently holding each other's member, slowly pumping it up and down, they looked up into each other's eyes. First Jason smiled. Then Rob smiled in return, and neither stopped moving their hand...

The next chapter in this series will be published shortly...