chapter one of this story is in Demolition Dreamer's profile, i decided i was gunna just post it myself, xD, you all know me
enjoy xoxo
Two days later..
I think he knows! Fuck this can't happen to me, it's the way he is looking at me, that makes me think he knows. Granted it wasnt a 'you disgust me' look, more like a 'i love you' type of look, and i did not know what would have been better. You see i wanted the disgust, i deserved it, my soul had been twisted like the deepest pits of hell and there was nothing that could save me now. Gerard, though was still pure, well, pure from incestuous thoughts anyway. I knew Gerard was gay, but he told me not to tell mom and dad, it was our little secret. And if he did know, he sure as fuck wasnt helping anything, because today of all days, Gerard sat beside me at the dinner table, and every so often, when he was making a point about something to me, he'd put his hand on my thigh. This is why i though he knew, he has to know, or there would be no other reason for the teasing. Dinner passed by so slowly, i think we might have started going back in time, luckily though i managed to finish long before Gerard. He wasnt a fast eater, it was "i tend to enjoy my food, Mikes" i still didnt get it, cause i was tall and so very skinny, and Gerard, well he was smaller than me, and chubby, which made him so fucking cute, it makes my heart ache.
I got up from the dinner table, luckily, the thought of a half ton dude in a bikini eating doughnuts, kept my erection away, for now. i had to get out of here.
"Mom, i'm going to have a shower then go to bed" i said, quietly. I always told mom when i was going to bed, force of habit i suppose.
"'Kay, sweetheart, goodnight" she replied smiling up at me.
"'Night" i mumbled as i practically ran out of the room.
When i reached the safety of my bathroom, i locked the door and made straight for the shower, switching it one before i got undressed. I had made the mistake once of stripping before i switched on the shower and, lets just say, icicles were warmer. once the shower was warm, i got in letting the warm water run over my skin, relaxing tense muscles in my back. Thoughts of Gerard soon followed in my relaxing process, making one particular area of me...tense. i cursed my self as my thoughts of my older brother good dirtier, soon i was fully erect and aching to be touched. I groaned, and reached down to give my cock some much needed attention, i leaned against the wall, to help me not fall over, and let the images of Gerard naked, bent over and wanting, fill my mind. i began stoking my self harder, quietly moaning, hoping no one could hear. As my dirty mental movie continued i tightened my fist around my cock and stroked myself harder, i could barley feel my arm moving, and as i started thrusting into my hand i knew i was close, i continued stroking my self harder, the intensity of my orgasm was so powerful it almost brought me to my knees,then i came over my hand and the opposite wall.
I sighed, fuck it was getting worse, i had never had such an orgasm over my own brother before, with another sigh i turned off the shower and stepped out.
"What were you thinking of, little brother?"