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The Thing About Charles

🏳️‍🌈 A story by Josh Terrence 🏳️‍🌈


Author”s note: This short story depicts sexual acts between males of various ages. If you are offended by sex between men, teenage boys, boys or between males of any age, why are you here? If you are not a legal adult or if this content is illegal in your locale, leave now.

This story is a work of pure fiction. The taboo acts depicted in this story are not condoned by the author, this is fantasy only. All Characters in this story are portrayed by actors 18 years of age or older. This disclaimer applies to all installments of this story, past and present.

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Chapter Two — Charles comes out of the closet and out of his pants 🏳️‍🌈

As soon as we were in my room, I placed my hands on Todd”s shoulders and puckered my lips.

“Are you sure?” he whispered, his eyes shifting back and forth from my face to my bedroom door. I nodded and stood on my tippy toes to try to put myself face to face with him.

He looked uncomfortable but acquiesced, leaning down far enough to kiss me. I moaned and parted my lips, then our tongues met and I tilted my head to the right. And just like that, we were locked in a kiss that made my head spin.

While I was being kissed by my stud, I reached out and groped his package through the front of his basketball shorts. Whatever awkwardness or fear that he was feeling was overpowered by the desire that we both had for anal sex, because his hose was rock hard as I ran my hand up and down its length through his shorts. Without delay, I reached into his waistband and pulled it out, then I moaned as I stroked it up and down. I felt his hands slide down to my horny rear end and give it a squeeze, then he started kneading it with his fingertips and I knew I had to have him right away.

I dropped to my knees and slipped my mouth over the end of his rod, then I cast my hungry eyes up at him and smiled as I began to swallow his length over and over. He reached down and ran his fingers through my hair while I batted my eyes up at him, feeling my body burn with passion as I contemplated a proper ride on his stallion. In the pouch of my undies, my little boner was standing at attention, sizzling at its full 1 ¾ inches and pressed tight to my hairless pubic bone.

Unable to wait another second, I pulled off of his rod with a slurp and rose to my feet, then I scrambled out of my pants and undies so I could get myself laid. As soon as I was nude from the waist down, I bent over and placed my hands on my nightstand with my feet spread wide. With my rear end presented for fucking, he gave the door another uneasy glance while I rolled my hips around, too horny to stop myself. He gave me a look of understanding as the scent of anal desire filled the air, then he grabbed my hips and entered me.

“Ahhh,” I sighed as my rear end filled up with his rod. I felt his pubes scrubbing my buns and smiled over my shoulder while he looked over at the door, his eyes wide with fear. I followed his gaze and realized that the shadows of two sets of feet could be seen, but once again, I was too filled with desire to stop what we were about to do.

Taking the initiative, I began moving my hips in a luscious thrusting motion that sent a torrent of pleasure signals through my body. Todd”s eyes were still glued to the door, and so were mine as I worked my hole along the length of his cock. Just a few seconds into my cock ride, I felt his grip on my waist tighten and he began panting, then he smashed his pelvis forward and his dick jerked in my boy snatch. I looked over my shoulder with bedroom eyes and met his gaze as he unloaded his spunk, then I ground my hips around in a circle to let him know I was enjoying his cock and his emission.

When he pulled out of my hole, I was completely hypnotized with lust. I dropped to my knees so I could blow him clean while he sat on the bed and caught his breath. His dick was still rock hard, so I urged him to lay back by pressing on his shoulders. I watched with a glazed over smile as his head hit my pillow, then I crawled into the bed with him and straddled his midsection. I found the head of his prick with my hole and accepted it with a soft, pleasure filled moan. With his teen rod throbbing inside of me, I started to thrust my hips in an up and down motion that allowed me to enjoy his full length while I rested my hands on his heaving chest.

I looked over to the door and realized that dad and Emily weren”t standing on the other side anymore. I took this as my cue that I could enjoy Todd”s company without interruption. So as relentless pleasure signals poured through my body, I rode my lover”s cock for three decadent minutes until he nutted in my satisfied ass.

When his load was received, I went down on him again, hissing with pure pleasure the entire time. Finally, Todd”s phone chimed with a text and he sighed, so I crawled into his arms and let him hold me.

“Do you have to leave?” I asked, hoping he could stay a little longer.

“Yeah, my dad gets home at 7 and I”m supposed to be watching my little brother,” he answered.

“Okay,” I relented, nuzzling my head against his torso and smelling the clean scent of his shirt while he rubbed my back. “Thanks for coming over and seeing me tonight.”

“Are you in trouble?” he asked me, and I shrugged.

“It”ll be okay,” I assured him. “I was planning to come out of the closet anyway.”

“Wait, you weren”t out?” he asked incredulously, and I shook my head no. “Holy crap, that was brave.”

“I needed to be with you again,” I reasoned, then I sighed. “Can you come over again tomorrow?”

“After school?” he asked.

I nodded and said, “And after I do my homework.”

“Your folks won”t lose their crap?” he asked, and I shrugged again. şişli travesti

With that, we got dressed and I remembered my pride bracelet was in my front pocket. So before we emerged from my room, I slipped it onto my wrist, then I took Todd”s hand and held it all the way to the front door. Dad and Emily were sitting on the love seat when I opened my bedroom door, watching with knowing eyes as I leaned into my beau. At the front door, I stood on my tippy toes and kissed him on the lips, then I said, “Will you walk me to the bus stop tomorrow morning?”

He looked at dad and Emily with guilty eyes, then back down at my hopeful face and nodded. With his promise secured, I nuzzled my face against his torso while I looked over at the love seat for a moment. Dad looked stunned and Emily looked like she was trying to decide how to approach the situation. Just then, another text hit Todd”s phone and I knew he had to get going, so I smiled up at my top one last time before he showed himself out.

As soon as the front door closed, dad cleared his throat so I turned to face him. I watched with nervous eyes as he motioned me over to the love seat with his forefinger, and immediately obeyed him. As I made my approach, I wondered what would happen. Dad had never hit me before. In fact, he rarely raised his voice at me. Emily never yelled, either. Anytime I was punished, it was almost more painful to know that they were disappointed in me than it was to be sent to my room or have my electronics taken away for an hour.

I walked up to dad and Emily, feeling my face flush with regret now that the deed was done. The sudden realization that I”d had sex with Todd while they were on the other side of the door hit me, and I felt a sense of panic that almost made me start crying. I hung my head in shame and stopped right in front of dad, who used two fingers to lift my chin. When our eyes met, I could see the raw emotion on his face, but then his expression softened and he let go of a deep, reflective breath.

“So is there something you need to tell me?” dad asked, and I shrugged. His eyes wandered down to my wrist, where my rainbow colored pride bracelet was on full display, and gently used the tip of his finger to hook it and lift my arm, then he said, “Is Todd special to you, son?”

“Yeah,” I said in a small, almost inaudible voice, feeling my cheeks heat up with shame.

“Is he your boyfriend?” Emily asked, and this time I shook my head no. They both raised an eyebrow and there was an uncomfortable silence that went on way too long, then she said, “It seems like you have a crush on him, hun.”

“I do,” I admitted, my voice barely registering.

“Do you want to talk about that with us?” she offered, and this time I shrugged while dad”s finger ran back and forth under my bracelet.

“Do I have to tell you what we did in my room?” I asked timidly, prompting her to reach out and caress my cheek.

“I think it”s important for us to discuss that, honey,” she said, and when I looked at dad he nodded in agreement. “We can tell you were having private time with him in your room.”

“Yeah,” I conceded, feeling my stomach drop.

“It sounded like you were enjoying what you did, hun,” she continued, and I offered her a wry smile. “How long have you been seeing him?”

“Just today,” I whispered while she brushed my bangs out of my forehead.

“Have you been dating him at school?” she asked me, and once again I looked at dad”s expression as I shook my head no.

“We talked at school today,” I confessed. “And then…”

My voice trailed off as a wave of embarrassment washed over me.

“And then what, son,” dad asked, his voice soft and filled with compassion, as if he were trying to ease my stress.

“And then I asked him to come over after school,” I revealed.

With that, dad fixed his posture and I winced because I was sure he was mad at me. I watched him take a few deep breaths, then he clarified, “He was here earlier?”

I nodded my confession.

“What did you do earlier?” Emily asked, and all I could do was look over my shoulder at my bubble butt.

When I looked back at them, they were both looking at my rump too, as if they were studying the scene of a crime. When dad turned his gaze back to my face, he nodded and said, “I see.”

“Was that your first time having sex, hun?” Emily asked me. The deep shade of red that colored my burning cheeks gave away my answer, but I still shook my head no. With a sympathetic smile, she asked me, “How long have you been having sex, honey?”

“Since summer vacation,” I revealed.

“With boys?” she asked, and I nodded. When she reached out and ran her hand over my plump rear end with a questioning look on her face, I nodded again to confirm what her and dad had already figured out.

With a pitiful inflection in my tone, I muttered, “I can”t help it.”

“You can”t help what, son?” dad asked, his face a mixture of shock and sadness and his eyes fixed on my blushing face.

Meeting his eyes, I meekly told him, “I like boys.”

“I see that, kiddo,” he said, and for the first time, he gave me a warm smile. “Was there a special boy before you met Todd?”

I shook my head no again, then I whispered, “I just like being with boys.”

“How many?” dad asked, and I sighed heavily as I diverted my gaze to Emily, who looked like she wanted to run interference for me. I gave her a hopeful look, but her tortured eyes relented and she motioned with her head for me to answer my dad.

Nervously, I slid my hands in my pockets and shrugged, then I admitted, “I don”t know.”

Just then, a car pulled up to the curb in front of the house and Joey got out with his equipment in hand. I gave dad and Emily a panicked look and said, “Are you going to tell Joey?”

They shared a look, then Emily shook her head no and ran her palm over my face.

“No sweetie, we wouldn”t do that unless you wanted us to,” beylikdüzü travesti she assured me.

“Do you think he”ll still want me to be his brother if he finds out?” I asked, listening as he opened the side gate so he could go to the backyard and rinse his gear off with the hose.

“It”s not going to change anything, hun,” she assured me, then I cast my panicked gaze at dad”s face and realized that he was still processing everything.

“Daddy?” I said, feeling a sense of dread.

He gave me a sad smile and said, “Yeah, kiddo?”

“Are you ashamed?”

He shook his head no, then he put his hand on my shoulder and said, “Give me a hug.”

I leaned into him and as soon as he wrapped his arms around me, I felt tears well up in my eyes and let out a little sob, then I pleaded, “I”m sorry daddy.”

“Shh, it”s okay buddy,” he assured me in a soft voice. “You don”t have to be sorry.”

“You still love me?” I sniffled, and he cupped the back of my head.

“Of course I do,” he promised, then he slowly rocked back and forth while I held on for dear life.

I was still holding onto dad”s neck when the back door opened and Joey walked in. I heard him sniff the air out loud, then he blurted out, “What time”s dinner, I”m starved.”

He came into the living room and froze in his tracks when he realized that I was being consoled by dad and Emily. I turned my head so I could see him, and I saw the concern on his face. His look of concern changed when his eyes landed on my pride bracelet, then he gave his mom a questioning look. She smiled sympathetically at him and he nodded in understanding, then he said, “I”m gonna hop in the shower, guys.”

“Okay sweetie,” Emily said, combing through my hair with her fingers. “Dinner will be ready when you get out, okay?” 🏳️‍🌈

Dinner was mostly quiet for a change. Normally we have gregarious conversations and dad and Joey have a belching contest at the end of each meal. But we all ate in silence while we stole glances at each other around the table. The elephant in the room was the rainbow colored bracelet on my wrist, but no one brought it up.

When we were done eating, dad told me to take a shower and get into my night shirt, then he helped Emily clean the kitchen.

When I got out of the shower, I slipped into my undies and my long nightshirt. I heard Joey in his room so I cautiously approached his door. He was sitting on his bed scrolling through his text messages as I knocked on the door jamb.

“Hey squirt,” he said, looking up from his phone with a smile.

“Hey,” I said with a small voice. “Did anyone tell you what happened?”

He shook his head no and said, “Wanna talk about it?”

I nodded my answer, so he patted the spot next to him. I took a seat and leaned into his shoulder, then he said, “Since when do you knock when you need to talk to me?”

“I don”t know,” I said quietly. “I kinda thought maybe you wouldn”t want me to come in your room anymore.”

“Is this about the bracelet?” he asked knowingly. I nodded again, then he said, “Why would that change anything?”

“I don”t know,” I said with a shrug. “I didn”t know how it would make you feel.”

“You”re still my little buddy, right?” he asked, and I smiled up at him.

“I”ve never heard you talk about it before so I didn”t know what you”d think,” I said, then he wrapped his arm around my shoulder and gave me a tight squeeze.

“Did I ever make you think I wouldn”t be okay with it?” he asked guardedly.

“No, but I”ve never heard you say how you feel about guys like me,” I explained.

“Guys like you?” he asked, and I knew he was searching for an answer to something.

“You know,” I said, resting my head against his torso for support. “Gay guys.”

“I don”t feel one way or the other about gay guys,” he told me. “But you”re my baby brother, and I love you whether your gay, straight or bi.”

“I”m not straight or bi,” I assured him, and he chuckled.

“I”m glad you came out, squirt,” he said.

“I wasn”t really planning on it, but, well…” I started, then I blushed deep.

“Did something happen?” he asked, and I nodded.

“I had a boy in my room,” I admitted. “Dad and Emily heard. Then I kissed him and they saw.”

I heard him chuckle a little, then he gave me a tight squeeze and said, “Well at least one of us is getting some play around here.”

I gave him a rueful frown and said, “We went all the way.”

“Oh,” he said, sounding like he was caught off guard by my admission, but he quickly regrouped. “So you got laid in your room?”

I smiled up at him again and nodded, then I buried my face in his chest and said, “You don”t think I”m gross?”

“Nah squirt, I don”t think you”re gross at all,” he said. “Is it someone I know?”

“It”s a boy I go to school with,” I told him. “He”s really cute.”

Just then, dad popped his head in the doorway and said, “You guys want ice cream?”

With that, we got up and made a beeline for the kitchen and the mood in the house seemed to return to normal. When we piled onto the couch, I rested my head in Joey”s lap and my legs in dad”s lap. I felt Emily rub my bare feet and before I knew it, I was fast asleep.

When I woke up it was almost midnight and I was in my own bed. I had to pee urgently, so I got up and made a beeline for the bathroom so I could empty my bladder. While I was peeing, I heard dad say, “Hey buddy, will you make sure the alarm is set before you hit the sack?”

“Okay, dad,” I heard Joey answer, then I heard him walk to the kitchen.

I washed my hands and wandered out to the kitchen, where sure enough, Joey was checking the back door.

As soon as I saw him standing there with nothing but a pair of boxers on, I felt a strong shiver grip my rear end and had to catch my breath. With his back to me, I took note of his toned, muscular buns and the definition in his back. His shoulders were still developing istanbul travesti but coming along nicely. The hair on his legs did little to conceal his thick thighs and diamond shaped calves. I felt breathless as I stood in the entryway and admired his bubble butt while it flexed in the seat of his boxers. I bit my lower lip and grabbed my forearms with my hands, feeling myself shudder as he set the deadbolt.

Then he turned my way and we locked eyes.

As soon as he saw me, his face lit up and he pulled a chair out so we could visit. He took a seat and I made a beeline to the table, where I leaned into him and nuzzled my cheek against his strong trapezius muscle. Right away, the smell of his earlier shower drifted into my nose and I felt incredibly turned on.

“Hey Charles, everything okay?” he asked, wrapping his arms around me for a hug. I nodded and drew in his scent, then I felt him kiss me on the cheek and an undeniable tremble ran through my little body. “Wanna sit down?”

“Yeah,” I sighed, then I took a seat on his right thigh and he held me close.

“Are you sure you”re okay, little bro?” he asked with a note of concern in his voice while intense feelings of desire gripped me.

“Yeah I”m just sleepy,” I said, then I felt him kiss me on the cheek. His lips were electric against my skin, and I had to suppress a moan as I felt the warm, moist pressure of his kiss.

“Do you want a ride back to your room?” he offered. I shrugged, so he followed up with, “Do you need to talk about anything?”

“Kinda, but I don”t know if you”ll think I”m being nasty,” I admitted. “There”s something I want you to know.”

“Did you forget who you”re talking to?” he said with a silly smile. “You couldn”t gross me out if you tried.”

I gave him a wry smile and he crinkled his nose, then he rested his chin on my head and I shut my eyes for a moment.

“Do you think we can talk tomorrow?” I asked him in a small voice, almost trembling from the magic of his touch. The feelings of desire were overwhelming and confusing to me, and I wasn”t sure why this was happening.

Luckily, dad”s voice broke the spell I was under.

“You”re awake, kiddo?” he said, prompting me to open my eyes. When I spotted him leaning against the archway between the kitchen and the living room with a warm smile, I nodded my answer.

“I got up to pee and heard someone in the kitchen,” I explained, wiping the sleep out of my eyes.

“That”s all it took for you to come looking for a lap to sit in,” he joked, winking playfully at me, then he motioned with his head for me to get up and follow him.

Joey gave me a warm squeeze, then he scooted me out of his lap and I obediently followed dad back to my room. As we were walking out of the kitchen hand in hand, I looked longingly over my shoulder at my brother and felt another shiver grip my rear end.

It was then that I realized how badly I needed to get fucked by Joey.

🏳️‍🌈 Up Next: Charles flirts with danger, but will he find brotherly love? 🏳️‍🌈

Plus: Jared hates doing his chores, so dad made a deal. What happens when his chores are finished? Find out in, A Deal is A Deal 🏳️‍🌈

Also coming soon: Kevin loves his daddy and his brothers. But how much attention does his ass need until he”s satisfied? Find out in ota

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Gay/Incest Fiction

Gay/Urination Fiction

Gay/Young Friends Fiction


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