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Subject: My Step-Brother Jacob – Chapter 33 DISCLAIMER: The following story is FICTIONAL. It contains descriptions of sexual activities between teenage boys. If you are not over 18 years of age, or if you find this type of story offensive, or viewing this material is illegal where you are, then please DO NOT READ IT! If you choose to read it, then – I hope you enjoy it! My Step-Brother Jacob Chapter 33 —————————————————————————— Elizabeth and I didn’t have time to talk anymore about Duke’s and Jacob’s visitations, or Jacob’s and the baby’s legal custody, as Jacob and Harry came downstairs and wandered into the kitchen. They were both yawning and were clad in mine and Andy’s housecoats. I snickered and told Harry he looked good in my robe, but that I thought it was a bit too big for him yet. “Well you look awful big for my sweatshirt,” he said chuckling. I looked down and realized I was indeed wearing Harry’s oversize ‘Liverpool’ sweatshirt. “I thought it was Andy’s!” I said, snickering. “Wouldn’t it be easier if you all wore your own clothing?” asked Elizabeth. “Maybe, but it wouldn’t be half as much fun!” Jacob told her. We all chuckled. The boys got some juice and joined us at the table. They finished off the muffins, except for one I set aside for Andy. Then they asked what was for breakfast. Laughing, I got up and started making bacon and eggs for everyone. The eggs were just about done when Andy stumbled in, bleary-eyed, wearing Elizabeth’s housecoat. I got hysterical laughing when I saw him, in Elizabeth’s pink and green flower-print robe. “What? I couldn’t find mine, this was hanging behind the door in the loo, and I was chilly,” he said. We all laughed. “I don’t care Andy,” Elizabeth said, smiling at him. “Thank you Elizabeth,” Andy said. Then, realizing Jacob was wearing his housecoat he added “Of course, I wouldn’t have been forced into becoming a cross-dresser if your son wasn’t wearing MY housecoat to begin with!” We all laughed again, as Andy poured himself some juice. We ate breakfast together, then spent the day doing our homework. We hadn’t done any yet since we’d used up all our time Friday night and Saturday preparing for, then having Jacob’s birthday party. It was a heavy homework weekend too, so we ended up spending the whole day on it. That night in bed, I told Andy about Elizabeth’s plan to blackmail Duke into signing papers making me Jacob’s legal guardian if anything should happen to her. “Holy Shit!” Andy said, “What’d you tell her?” “Well, of course I told her I’d do it, but we never really got to finish talking because the boys walked in on us,” I said. Andy and I talked about it for a while. We both agreed that it would be better for Jacob to be with us anyway, but we still wondered about a lot of things. As we lay thinking, I suddenly felt Andy’s hand creep across my hip, moving toward my crotch. I smiled, and as his hand began fondling my penis, I reached for his. It took only a few seconds of fondling each other, before we were both rock hard. “Allow me,” Andy said, pushing the covers down to the foot of the bed. Then he turned around, and straddled me, so we were in a ’69’. Andy’s hard cock and balls hung a mere couple of inches from my mouth. I blew on his balls, causing his penis to twitch involuntarily, as Andy giggled. Then I felt Andy’s tongue licking my testicles. I spread my legs apart, and Andy licked the inside of my thighs, high up into my crotch. Then he licked around my scrotum, and gently sucked first one, then the other of my balls into his hot wet mouth and swirled them around before releasing them. While Andy was busy washing my balls, I began sucking on his dick. It was stiff as a board, so his foreskin was already pulled back all the way, and the head of his penis was completely exposed. I licked the drop of precum that was oozing out of his piss slit. I loved the taste of Andy’s cum! I couldn’t wait until he flooded my mouth with more of it! Wrapping my hand around the base of Andy’s erection, I began masturbating him, as I sucked the top half of his penis into my mouth, and began sucking up and down on it. I felt Andy’s mouth engulf my rod then, as he too began sucking up and down on me. Andy’s ass was completely exposed to me in the position we were in. Knowing how much Andy liked to be rimmed, I stopped sucking on him, stretched up, and started licking at his hole. Andy let out a moan. I felt Andy begin pulling on my knees, trying to expose my asshole as well. I pulled my legs up. Andy’s mouth left my dick, and a second later, I felt his tongue prodding at my hole. Hungrily, we both went to work lapping at each other’s assholes. Soon we were both moaning and breathing heavily. Being rimmed was a sensation we both enjoyed immensely. It didn’t take long for me to realize I would cum too soon if we didn’t stop what we were doing. I stopped rimming Andy and licked back down to his cock. As I began fellating Andy again, I felt him stop rimming me and return to my dick as well. As I sucked up and down Andy’s stiff dick, I reached up to his asshole, and started massaging it. Andy returned a finger to my hole as well. We both began earnestly sucking up and down each other’s shafts, and fingering each other’s holes. In less than a minute, I began to feel my orgasm starting to build. Andy kept on sucking and pumping my cock, and fingering my hole. I did the same for him. Andy’s breathing was labored, as I supposed mine was too. I could feel şişli travesti my cum starting to flow inside me. Andy was moaning pretty regularly now, signaling that he too was fast approaching his climax. We both sped up our pace a little. I felt my cum starting to fill my urethra. Oh God it felt great! I was humping my hips up and down off the bed now. Andy kept on sucking my cock, but then I felt his finger pierce through my sphincter, and ram up into my rectum. He began massaging my prostate. Suddenly I was there! With a loud grunt, I blasted my first load of cum into Andy’s mouth! Quickly I jammed my finger into Andy’s rectum and found his prostate as well, and began massaging it. As I groaned and shot my second glob of cum into Andy’s mouth, he suddenly moaned and flooded my mouth with his sweet cream. We both kept on sucking and finger-fucking each other, and moaning we both continued pumping each other’s mouths full of our semen. Hungrily, we both kept swallowing, until, finally, our orgasms ended. Eventually, we sucked each other’s cocks clean and dry. Then, Andy pulled off of me, turned around, and laid down next to me. We were both so tired, we pulled the covers up over us and snuggled together and went to sleep. The next day as we were leaving the cafeteria, Evan asked me if I’d like to join him at the Bell another was a document giving me power of attorney for Elizabeth in the event something happened to her; another was a health care proxy naming me as her “guardian” if she became incapacitated; then there was a document making me legal guardian of the unborn baby in the event something happened to Elizabeth; there was another similar document making me Jacob’s legal guardian as well – I noted there was a place for Duke to sign this one as well; and finally, there was a document regarding visitation rights for Duke and Jacob. There was a place for Duke to sign this one as well. I read each of the documents, and was sitting thinking, when Elizabeth walked back in, closed the door behind her, came over and sat down across the desk from me. “What do you think?” she asked. I thought a moment, then said, “I have no problem handling any of the duties or responsibilities you’re asking me to take on. In fact I would want to help you out in this way if it were ever necessary, which of course I hope it won’t be. The only thing I wonder about is Jacob’s legal custody if anything were to happen to you. Duke is his father. I know you’ve had issues with Duke seeing Jacob – in fact you don’t want him to be alone with the boy at all. I still don’t have a complete understanding as to why this is. I think if you’re asking me to be the boy’s guardian and protector, I have the right, no, actually, the need, to know why you’re so adament about this. I also wonder how much trouble I should expect from Duke if anything ever did happen to you. Could he try and take Jacob from me? Would he try? Would he succeed? What did your barrister say about this?” Elizabeth breathed in deeply, held her breath a few seconds then exhaled. Looking at me she said, “Your father and I already explained the main gyst of this to you. Duke has some problems. Now, John, I know you’re bisexual. I know Jacob says he’s gay too. I know you’re both homosexually active with your boyfriends. I also suspect that the two of you may have done some things together. I’d really rather not know about that, so please don’t tell me anything, and if it’s continuing, please be discreet about it. I don’t pretend to understand WHY two men or two women would want to have sexual relations with one another. However, I don’t have a problem with people who are gay, having relations together, as long as it’s mutually acceptable to both of them. I do know that if you and Jacob have had relations, that you never have, nor would you ever force him into it. I know you love my boy very much, as a brother, and that he adores you in the same way. Nothing I’m about to say about Duke should be taken by you as any kind of criticism of your preferences. As I said, Duke has some problems. After we were married, I soon realized this. We rarely had relations, and when we did, they were mediocre at best. Most times I imagine Duke was pretending to have an orgasm. I know I was. One night I came home and found Duke in our bed with a neighbor’s boy. The boy had just turned 16. He was drunk. Duke had gotten him drunk and then apparently tried to seduce him. What I didn’t tell you before was that the boy’s mouth was taped shut and he was handcuffed at the wrists and ankles to the four corners of our bed. Duke was in the process of sodomizing him when I walked in on them. I was of course horrified! Especially when I saw that the boy was sobbing. Of course I made Duke release the poor lad. Charges were never pressed, as the boy would not level them against Duke. He was too embarrassed. He later tried to kill himself because of what happened. He didn’t succeed, thank God, and has gotten psychiatric help. He seems to be OK now, although I expect he’s still haunted by what happened. I suppose I could have had Duke arrested myself, but the boy pleaded with me to not tell anyone. So I didn’t. I expect this was the wrong thing for me to do, but be that as it may, I was trying to think of the poor lad at the time. Also, Duke promised to get psychiatric help. He did see a doctor for a while, but then stopped. Of course I took Jacob, left Duke, and divorced him immediately. Since then, Duke has been rumored beylikdüzü travesti to have been involved in other similar incidents. There has never been any proof though, nor has anyone ever brought formal charges against him. For this alone, you should understand my concern with Duke and Jacob being left alone. In addition to this however there was the time he tried to kidnap Jacob. Duke was never allowed private visitation rights. One day I made the mistake of leaving Jacob with Duke and his mother. My ex-mother-in-law was a sweet woman, and she seemed to love Jacob very much. She was made aware of Duke’s problem, and agreed to supervise his and Jacob’s visits. Well, during one such visit, the woman had to go to the loo, and Duke took the opportunity to whisk Jacob from the house, and away. Luckily for everyone, Duke isn’t the brightest star in the sky. He took him and hid with him at one of his mate’s flats. I never really had much use for this particular mate of Duke’s, until he called me, realizing that what Duke was doing, wasn’t what was best for Jacob. Of course I went and got Jacob back right away. Since that time, I never have let anyone supervise their visits, other than your father, and now you. I’m very afraid that he’s going to try and take Jacob again, or worse, that he might try and force himself on Jacob in some way. Especially since Jacob is gay, and is sexually mature now, yet still young, which is apparently what Duke finds appealing. Can you understand now why I don’t want them left alone together, and obviously would never allow Duke to have custody of him?” I thought a minute then said, “Well, I can understand why you worry. And hearing the entire story about what Duke did with that boy, I’m appalled, and have to agree that Duke should never have custody of Jacob. Of course, I’ll be Jacob’s guardian, and I’ll do everything and anything I have to to make sure he’s kept safe and is well taken care of. I do want to say two things though to put your mind at ease, if possible. First, Duke can’t kidnap Jacob now. Jacob is too old, and wouldn’t allow him to. I know that before Duke left the last time, he asked Jacob to run away and go with him -” “WHAT?” Elizabeth cut me off, sitting up with an alarmed expression on her face. “Relax,” I said, “Jacob told him he couldn’t and wouldn’t ever do that, and I believe he wouldn’t.” “Oh my Lord,” Elizabeth said, still looking horror stricken. I smiled and went on, “Elizabeth, Jacob loves you and would never do anything that would hurt you like that. Don’t worry about that! Finally, I also wanted to say that I don’t think that Duke would ever hurt Jacob. He may have some problems – bad ones at that, but he’d never do anything to harm Jacob in any way! He loves him too much. I’ve seen them together. I don’t think he could hurt Jacob. I mean – Jacob’s Duke’s own flesh and blood for God’s sake!” For an instant, Elizabeth had a strange look on her face. Then she looked up at me and said, “you can’t know for sure though that he wouldn’t. I need you to promise me that you won’t leave the two of them alone together! Can you promise me that?” I looked at her for a minute. “There’s more to it, isn’t there?” I said finally. She looked guiltily at me, and I could tell she was lying, when she said, “No. Now I need to know – can you abide by my wishes, or should I find someone else to take care of Jacob?” Even though I knew Elizabeth was hiding something yet, her question jarred me. Quickly, I said, “No Elizabeth, you don’t have to find someone else. I’m Jacob’s brother. I’ll be the one to take care of him, if you can’t. I’ll follow your instructions about Duke!” Elizabeth smiled then, got up, took the documents from the desk and said “I’ll see about getting these all signed and processed then. Thank you John.” “OK,” I said, as she turned and left. I sat up late thinking about our conversation. I couldn’t help but wonder, what it was that Elizabeth was still hiding. Finally, at 2 AM, I gave up and crawled into bed with Andy, who was snoring peacefully. The next morning when we arrived at school, Andy’s locker had the word “Fag” written on it in magic marker. He was visibly upset. He got tears in his eyes and looked at me and said “John, I hate to ask this, but do you think Evan did this because of what I said to him in the loo at the Bell & Crown?” I had tried to surreptitiously stop Andy before he said it, as Evan had walked up behind him as he was speaking. Unfortunately, he heard what Andy had said. Evan looked very upset and hurt. I could see he was on the verge of tears too. He put his hand on Andy’s shoulder and said, “If I was just an acquaintance I could understand you wondering about that, but I thought we were friends! I would NEVER do something like this to you Andy!” He turned and left before either of us had a chance to say anything. “EVAN! WAIT!” we both yelled after him. We were about to chase after him, but the headmaster came along just then and noticed the grafiti on Andy’s locker. He asked if we knew who had done it. We said we didn’t. He told us to go to our classes, and he’d have the janitor wash it off. By then Evan was gone. Andy felt awful for having wondered if Evan had been the one who wrote on his locker. There was nothing else we could do though, but go to class, and find Evan later. Evan didn’t come to lunch that day. His car wasn’t in the lot when we left school either. Later that afternoon, while I was doing my homework, I heard Andy pick istanbul travesti up the phone and make a call. He must’ve tried to call Evan, as I heard him leave a message for him, apologizing to him for what he’d said. The phone rang about 10 minutes later. Andy quickly picked it up, but the hopeful look he had on his face disappeared a couple seconds later. “It’s for you,” he told me. I took the phone from him. It was Duke. He wanted me to meet him at a pub he was at called the Barley Mow on Dorset St. He wanted to discuss Jacob. I agreed, hung up, grabbed my keys and jacket and told Andy and Jacob I had to go out a while. A little while later, I walked into the pub and saw Duke sitting down at the end of the bar. He waved to me. I joined him and ordered an ale from the bartender. Duke ordered another for himself. “I had lunch with Elizabeth today,” Duke said. “I see,” I said, taking a sip of my beer, which had just arrived. “She says that if I want to see Jacob at all, I have to sign away any claims I have to him, and that you’ll be his legal guardian if anything happens to her,” Duke said. “I know,” I said. “She also said she told you about what happened with James, and about how I tried to take Jacob once too,” Duke said. “James?” I asked. “My neighbor boy, the one Elizabeth says I … well … you know,” Duke said, turning red in the face. “Oh, I didn’t know his name,” I said. Duke said, “It wasn’t like she said it was, I swear I didn’t hurt him, I -” I cut him off before he could say anymore. “Duke! Regardless of what you did or didn’t do directly to James – did he try to commit suicide afterward because of what happened?” I asked. Duke looked down into his beer, turned purple in the face, and remained silent. I stared at Duke a couple seconds then said rather heatedly, “In that case, whatever you did was unconscionable! I don’t think we should discuss the incident any further, because I cannot tolerate anyone hurting a kid! Be forewarned – if I ever hear of any similar incidents involving you, and there’s proof you hurt a kid in any way, you’ll never see Jacob again! And you’ll pay for what you did! You’re dealing with me now! Not Elizabeth! I’m not soft like she is!” There was a very long and uncomfortable pause, then, still looking down, Duke said “I see.” He paused a moment, then continued, “I promise you don’t have to worry about that. Nothing of the sort will be happening.” “I hope not,” I said. There was another pause, during which we both sipped our beer. Finally, Duke looked at me and said, “John, you have to believe I would never hurt Jacob!” “I don’t really think you would Duke, you’re his father and I know you love him!” I said, “The fact remains though that these are the terms that Elizabeth is setting, and I told her I’d adhere to her wishes. What did you tell her when she told you?” “The bitch!” Duke muttered, sipping his beer. “Tell me this,” he said, “if I agree to visits chaperoned by you, and if I agree to sign that paper making you Jacob’s guardian if she dies, will you allow me to be with Jacob, like we did when we all visited my Mum?” “Yes Duke, I promise I’ll let you have visits like that, a man and his son shouldn’t be kept apart, but I will have to be present at all times, as I promised Elizabeth I would,” I said. Duke looked at me quizzically, then smirked and said, “she didn’t tell you anything else, did she?” I raised an eyebrow and looked at him. Then he leaned close to me and in a low voice told me what had to be the secret Elizabeth was hiding from me. “You’re not fucking with me are you?” I asked him. “No,” he said. “Shit!” I said, “Then who is?” Duke looked at me, swallowed the rest of his ale and said “you’ll have to ask her that!” Then he said, “I’ll sign the papers tomorrow. She said if I do, I can see Jacob on Saturday, if that’s agreeable with you. I’d really like him to visit my Mum! Would it be OK?” “Sure,” I said, “drop by around 10, we’ll be ready.” Duke thanked me. I swallowed the rest of my beer and said I’d best get going. We shook hands, and I left, as Duke ordered another ale for himself. I smiled when I pulled into our driveway and saw Evan’s car parked there. He and Andy were sitting in front of the fireplace, talking quietly when I walked in. “Good to see you man!” I said squeezing Evan’s shoulder and sitting down next to him, “you two get things sorted out between yourselves?” “Yeah,” Evan said, “I shouldn’t have had a problem with what Andy said to you.” “No!” Andy said, “It should never have crossed my mind to begin with!” I snickered and said “you’re both right. So kiss and make up and get over it already!” Andy grinned devilishly and leaned over and attempted to kiss Evan on the cheek. “Hey!” Evan squawked, leaning away. Laughing he gave Andy a punch in the arm. I smiled and said, “that’s what I like to see!” We talked a while, then I excused myself and went and made supper. I made cheeseburgers and fried potatoes, and warmed up some corn. We had brownies and ice cream for dessert. Evan stayed for supper, then took off after helping pick up the kitchen. After Evan was gone, I asked Elizabeth if I could talk with her a few minutes. She said that would be fine. Jacob looked at me strangely, when I asked her to come up to the study. With a knowing glance at me, Andy diverted Jacob’s attention, as Elizabeth followed me upstairs. Elizabeth sat down in the chair in front of the desk as I closed the door. Then I sat down behind the desk and looked across it at her and said “I want to know who Jacob’s real father is!” Elizabeth’s eyes got huge and her mouth dropped open as she gaped at me… ——————————————————————————- The next chapter in this series will be published shortly.

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