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Subject: New Adventures with Older Brother part 31 Disclaimer � This story is a work of fiction, and depicts incestual sexual action between teen boys. If you are uncomfortable with that, or live in a community where that material is forbidden, please stop reading. Don’t forget, Nifty is a great resource, so please fty/donate.html After last chapter, I took a small break… that was a lot of writing! But I’m back in the saddle, as we work towards winding down to the end. These chapters will be slow and not a lot happens, but it puts you in the mindset of where we’re going, so I hope you like them. Guess you can count this as a short Act 3. Let me know what you think at ail Chapter 31: Technical Difficulties “… Mom’s pretty pissed at you.” “For what?! You got home safe!” “Not that… You didn’t take enough pics of us apparently. You know how she is about pictures…” Ben sighed loudly over the phone. “I mean, we were naked like 70% of the time…” “She’s weird. Remember she likes to show off those baby pictures of you in the bath.” “Hey, fuck off, I was a cute baby.” Oh poor Ben… “You were certainly a chubby baby…” “ARMY! YOU’RE LUCKY YOU AREN’T HERE RIGHT NOW!” That pressed a button… “Kidding, Ben, I’m kidding!” “Uh huh… So… Umm…” “What is it?” “Just… are you still okay with this… set up?” You could sense the slight fear in Ben’s voice… That apprehension that anything could go wrong because… well, he thinks I’m a flight risk. I get that. I really do… but it hasn’t even been a week yet, and this is our first real phone call since I got back. “Ben, it’ll be a little tough, but we’ll see eachother during Thanksgiving, right? That’s not too far.” “You’re right… Plus I’ll still send you letters and stuff. Did you wanna text too?” I hushed my voice down to a whisper, just in case Mom was around. Still paranoid, I guess. “I want to text and write sweet letters, but Mom might be able to see it. It’s under her account and stuff. She does have some parental stuff on it, and I’m-” “Paranoid… You’re right. I’ll think of something, okay? I just want us to not have to beat ourselves up because of this fucked up situation, y’know?” “Don’t think too hard, we know it’s not your strongest suit.” I giggled. I missed messing with the poor bastard. “You’re the one thinking too hard about me… About us, laying on that beach again, me in a tight little green speedo, just getting out of the water, and it’s all-” “BYE BEN!” *click* Ass. Even if its nice, he still is one. _ _ _ _ _ I set my phone down and sighed… hard. You know, I didn’t think this would be too bad at first, but fuck me for being a stupid optimist. Can’t even fucking text. I know Ma won’t snoop around on his phone, but Army was always a “better safe than sorry” loser. Miss the little bugger, that’s all… Can’t really be mad at him, if one thing fucked up, the whole house crumbles down still. It’s funny… you’d think the second I became an adult, life would be a little easier about the shit I can do, right? But nope. Guess that’s what I get for picking the literally most complicated choice in a guy to fall for. Bleh… Guess I’ll crash and play a game or something. Maybe an epiphany will hit me, right? Or I’ll just drink myself to sleep. Leslie has been super busy with a new job so I haven’t been able to talk with her a lot, so she’s not down to hang out. All my work buds are kind of older than me and are already married or have kids, or don’t want to waste time with someone who has to lie and cheat to get a drink. I grab a controller and turn on my TV… and it hits me. The solution to our current problem! Or maybe at least a band-aid. Damn it, Ben, you’ve done it again, you smart ass devil! _ _ _ _ _ “The X-men movies are the best superhero movies, don’t even!” “Fuck, are you high? Spider-Man has the best movies.” “Harry’s right, Army, you’re drunk and fucking high! Spider-Man is best Man! Not no X-Man!” “Ugh, fine, whatever! I don’t like being double teamed by you two…” “In your dreams, pal!/You wish!” They retorted simultaneously. Lee and Harry laughed at me, both hitting the same joke. “Say what you will, but the X-men are great. Comics and Movies wise, at least.” “Just because you got a crush on Cyclops…” Lee joked, stabbing my little fantasy laden heart. “Cyclops?!” Harry looked at me, and I nodded at him to confirm his fears. “Army… Cyclops!? He’s a dork. Why not Wolverine or Gambit?” “Wolverine is a short hairy loser, and Gambit hasn’t been cool since the 90’s. Cyclops has a cool power, he’s a leader, and isn’t afraid to be a good guy!” Harry pretended to be stunned, hiding his face by his hands to shield himself from my opinions. “Well, it could always be worse… Anyway, tell us about San Diego. You’ve been super silent with the details!” Lee tagged in too. “Yeah, come on! You were all hyped for this trip then, poof, nothin’. şişli travesti Spill it, did y’all fuck-…” Lee flinched as he realized what he said, and quickly regained himself. “-ing go to Legoland?!” Oof, shitty save there but… Still a save. Harry didn’t notice. “Shit, I wish, hahaha!” Play it off, Army, play it off… “Nah, we just went to some local places like the beach and the boardwalk and stuff. Ben wasn’t really sure what was gonna happen… Took us a whole day to even talk normally to each other, you know?” “That bitch better take you to Legoland next time, I’d be fucking jealous!” Harry took the bait. Thank gawd… “I’ll make sure to ask him…” I laughed… The idea of Ben in Legoland is… cute, honestly… Maybe another potential date? Might be a little expensive though. “But yeah, we just sort of took it slow, then we just… forgave and moved on, and now we’re back like old times.” “You’re welcome!” Harry’s smugness sometimes was a little… overbearing. But he’s right. “Thanks for tricking us into talking to each other, I guess… You little asshole.” “Damn right, I am. But I hated seeing my friends fight.” “Fuck, I never even met the guy and I was already sick of y’all fighting.” Lee chimed in too. Not again… “Oh, hey, there’s a UPS Truck outside?” Lee pointed towards the big brown truck lounging on our road. I step away from the dinner table and to the front door, only to be greeted by an old guy in a delivery uniform and… short shorts. Certainly a… choice. “Good afternoon, got a package for… ” He flipped through a screen on his little palm pad computer thing. “Armando?” “That’s me!” “Great, just sign here!” He held out the palm pilot and a stylus. I scribbled my name and as fast as he appeared, he vanished back into the humid Texas heat, leaving a big box on the porch. “What is it?” “No idea, but it’s for me.” Did Ben get me something? Ugh, if its a dildo or a box of underwear, I’m gonna be so pissed. Harry, wasting no time or decorum, dashed over with a knife, and sliced the box open. “Hey!” I tried calling him to stop… I love opening gifts. “You were taking too long!” He smirked back at me as he started flinging some packing peanuts to the side. “Holy shit, Army!” “What is it!” “A WHOLE BOX OF DILDOS!” “WHAT?!?!” Harry busted out laughing, and shook his head. “Nah, kidding, looks like… Wow, it’s a bunch of computer parts. Should have seen your face!” Lee approached the box and peeked in too, still laughing at Harry’s fucking terrible joke. That jerk. “He’s right, got a power supply, a graphics card, a case, more stuff at the bottom… Damn, Army, these are some pretty decent parts.” “Wait, you know computers too?” Harry look mystified. “Uh… Yeah?” “I keep questioning why Army broke up with you… You’re a fucking catch.” Lee chuckled a little awkwardly and shrugged, looking at me. I just ignored Harry’s punk ass remark. Guy can be a little… nonchalant about how he says shit. Like a fucking wrecking ball, no fucks given to anything around him. It works sometimes, but leads to really weird and unpleasant situations that he just passes off as nothing. We brought the box in and emptied it out, Lee tallying up the parts while Harry and I just stared in amazement with every additional thing pulled out, like a magician with a hat filled with a whole fucking family of bunnies. “Yep, looks like everything to build your own PC, Army.” “Damn, buddy, looks like your brother is your new sugar daddy. A nice computer? Imagine all the bad ass games we can play at max… Oh, I bet that Alien game will look super scary on this thing… Or oh! We can try out that new world domination game! The turn based one where Ghandi is like some crazy serial killer! Or-” “That’s if I can build this thing, Harry… I never done anything like this before.” I chimed in, raining on his parade. I’m glad that my brother got me something nice, but… this is much too nice, and seems super complicated to put together. Not like a puzzle or legos, but super expensive and I could fuck it up completely… Damn it, Ben! “I can help you. I built my own last year, it’s a little tricky but hey, 2 heads are better than one, right?” Lee coming in at the last minute to save my figurative Helm’s Deep with the Gandalf save though! If I ever suspected guardian angels existed, Lee would be mine. “Really? You’d do that?” “Of course. I can go and grab my little tiny tool set and we can start tonight! You in, Harry?” “Watching a hot guy build a computer? Count me in.” “Hot Guy?! What am I, road kill?” I held my hand to my chest, feigning offense. “You’re old news, sorry champ.” Harry gave me another cute smirk and condescendingly patted my shoulder. “Ha, fuck off. He dated me, not you, remember?” “He just hasn’t seen my charm yet.” I cackled loud at the idea of Harry having charm. The guy is great, but he’s also a super haughty beylikdüzü travesti doofus sometimes. Oh… wait… that’s the reason I liked him in the first place. Shit, this might spell trouble. _ _ _ _ _ According to UPS, it says all the parts arrived today! I hope Army knows what to do… I’m waiting for him to call me, but still nothing. Guess Ma took him out and they haven’t gotten back home? Or maybe someone stole the box. Ugh, I hope not. I’d track them down and shove my boot so far up their ass they’d have shoelaces coming out their nose. I’m a little excited though… Being able to play games and talk with Army at the same time, just shootin’ the shit with him while we shoot eachothers brains out, or other peoples brain, or maybe zombies trying to eat brains. Just… a lot of brains! It won’t be the same, but it’s getting there. Every little thing counts, right? Fuck… Sometimes I regret doing this. I miss the fucker so much. Gripping him close, messing up his hair, hearing him try to make a dumb joke about Star Wars or the Fantastic Four or whatever fucking amazingly dorky thing he knows waaaaaaay too much about. It’s all the little things that make him. Sure, I miss fucking him and how the guy knows every square inch of my dick and ass to make me feel good, but… That’s not really a big thing right now. I miss what makes him… him, I guess? Fuck, I’m being super lame… Look at me, fuckin’ around the house, just waiting on a damn phone call from a dickface I like. Old Ben used to be the one making girls do this. Waiting around for me to even give them the slightest attention, the chance to get some of this guy. Probably drooling at the thought of being with me. Man, I was a fucking asshole. _ _ _ _ _ “Not the best set up, but it’ll do for now. Wish this desk was bigger…” Lee lamented, trying to position the monitor juuuuust right. “Desk is hardly the word I’d use for this.” Harry snidely muttered as he untangled some of the cords in the back. “It’s like an ironing board.” “Hey, at least it was free!” Me, the ever frugal spender. Thank gawd this was just sitting outside a house just near Lee’s house. Otherwise I’d be having to play on my new PC on the floor. We spent the whole day just working on this, Harry and I assisting Lee however we could. A little fumbling and a few energy drinks later and we were almost set. Just making sure everything is set. “Alrighty Army… you should be set!” Lee stepped away and put the computer case back together, hinging the little clips into the grooves with a satisfying *click*. I press the little power button on the top, and the little fans whirl into action, smooth like a aircraft getting ready to take off. “It’s gonna take a while to install everything, so just let it sit. Maybe call your brother and thank him.” Lee smiled, nodding proudly at his handiwork. “Yeah, and while you’re at it, ask him to send me some parts too.” Harry added. “Ha, don’t push your luck!” I gave them both a hug for helping me though. “Listen, Harry and I are gonna take off and get some dinner… text me and let me know what you want, okay?” “Okay! Y’all have fun!” “Oh, we might…” Harry smirked that little devilish grin of his as they quickly rushed to his car. Hmmm… Weird. But Lee’s right, gotta call Ben first. I dial his number and sit myself down at my new… Damn, this desk really is tiny. Not even 1 ring in and I hear Ben roar into the phone. “DID YOU GET THE STUFF I SENT?! I SWEAR TO GAWD, IF SOMEONE STOLE IT!” “Calm down, calm down, I got it! We spent all day putting it together!” “Whew!” You could almost feel the relief over the phone. My brother can be a real worry wort about me sometimes… “Wait, we?” “Yeah, Lee and Harry helped. Well, Lee did all the work, I just watched and Harry just… flirted the whole time.” “Ugh, I know how that is. Harry is a very bad flirt.” Ben chuckled. “So is it ready yet?” “Still downloading and installing stuff for now, I think. Gonna wait till Lee gives me the okay on this. Don’t wanna screw up your gift… Thank you for this, you really shouldn’t have. It must have been really expensive.” “Anything for you, I thought it… it would help us while we got through this… you know.” “Yeah… I know…” The cold disappointment in my voice rang through my whole body, like a ghost just gripped my heart like it was some sunken treasure. It’s been tough, even with my friends and with Mom around… Maybe it’ll get better when school starts back up soon. If I’m busy with theater and slacking on homework, I won’t have to worry about that sinking feeling… “Army, you doin’ okay?” Ben’s voice sounded a little meek on the phone, very much not like him. “I’m okay… Just, I miss you, a lot.” “Trust me, I know… Fuck!” The sound of flesh meeting wall sounded through the phone… Ben was never one to handle his anger well, we all know. istanbul travesti “Army, I’m sorry I’m putting you through this… I fucking hate this. It’s been a fucking, what, week since I saw you, and it feels like forever… I’m not used to this shit, man. I’m already out of my fucking element with really wanting us to have something good… Something real, and now this whole long-” “Shut up! It’ll be… it’ll be fine. It’ll work. We’re gonna make it work, okay?” I didn’t like hearing Ben spiral like that… He sounded like me, and it was… Holy fuck, am I that frustrating when I get scared and can’t stop word-vomiting? Damn! “Okay… Sorry… I love you, okay?” “I love you more. I’ll call you when it’s all working, and then we can find a game I can kick your ass in!” Ben laughed hard, maybe trying to overcompensate from his little emotional outburst. “Any game you pick, I’ll beat your ass in! No matter how nice that ass is!” Oh, never change… . . . . . After a few hours of watching bars fill up and percentages increase, we finally have a working badass computer. Lee came back by, sans Harry, to help me finish off any last minute things to make sure I’m set. “How was your date?” I ask him as he clicks away through a web browser, downloading a few extra programs to help. “Was it that easy to tell?” “Y’all have the subtlety of en elephant.” I smiled at him, letting him I wasn’t jealous or upset. Lee and I have been great since we broke up, but I know deep down it wasn’t how either of us wanted this to go down… But life happens, right. I’m happy he’s not letting it get him down. “Yeah… We went for some Tex-Mex, was tasty.” “Queso is our life-blood!” My Texan heritage, proud and cheesy. “Yep! And Harry is funny… Too smart for his own good sometimes. Guy can be a little…” He shrugged. “A pretentious asshole.” I offered “Exactly. But he made me laugh and he’s cute underneath the metal head head banger hair.” “Anything happen?” “I don’t kiss and tell, Army…” But that crooked smile of his said it all. “Guess Harry had to stay home and clean up?” “Ha! He made quite a mess on himself. I didn’t help either, though…” We laughed, enjoying gossiping like a couple of gals. Was fun… I didn’t feel a pang of jealousy like I would. I’m just happy for the both of them. They deserve to be happy. “Anyway, enough about that… I might accidentally say too much.” “Don’t worry, Harry will fill in the blanks… Or was filled, we’ll find out.” Lee’s pale cheeks flushed red with embarrassment and I giggled hard at him. Oh, why are we all dorks. “SHISH! ANYWAY! This should be all you need. Looks like you’re set, Army.” “Thanks Lee, I really appreciate it!” “No problem! You owe me though… Play a few games with me when you get a chance? Assuming you aren’t going to doing cam shows for your far away boyfriend.” “I won’t! At least… I don’t know…” Lee gave me a big bear hug, tight, attempting to divert the awkward situation settling in. “Just be careful, Mandy.” “Mandy?” I rolled my eyes, big and annoyed. “Thought I should give you my own nickname. And you’re always welcome to talk to me about it… I know you don’t got a lot of people to talk to about y’alls relationship.” “Thanks…” He spent a few more minutes showing me a few folders he organized for me and highlighting a few sites to look at for music and stuff… Surprised he didn’t pull up some old MySpace of his band! And he took off… Probably to go get seconds with Harry. Ha, can’t wait to hear more about that. I grab the phone again and call up Ben. “Hey, bro. Got it set?” “Yep! What games were you thinking?” “Let me see… Oh, there’s a cool one with Knights and dragons!” “I saw a review on that one… Supposedly super fucking tough. I don’t want you breaking your keyboard in anger!” “Hey you fucker… you know me so well.” Ben laughed a little as he scrolled through more of the library. “Hmmm… How about that Star Wars one? The Battle one? A nerd like you would love that.” “Maybe! I’ll look more into it!” “This is harder than I thought… Gawd, why you gotta be so picky!?” “Hey! I just got good taste… It’s why I’m in love with you.” “Damn it, can’t argue with that, dude.” “What’s your username? I wanna send you a friend request, and we can voice chat with the headsets you got instead.” We exchanged ID’s and set ourselves up on the way nicer mics we got. No more poor quality home phone for us! Plus no more worries if Mom is listening in… Our digital shopping cart was packed with games we could play together. An online fantasy game with elves and cat girls and tiny potato people, a team based shooter with cool characters like a talking gorilla and a robo monk, and one of those weird survival crafting games! Tons of stuff that Ben and I could share… I know its a far cry from being able to actually be together, but… I mean, what is a year or 2? I trust that we can make the best of this. Discovering new ways we can have fun together, 1000 miles apart. Or worst comes to worst, I find out Ben and I suck at games. But hey, at least we can suck together. Wait, that came out wrong! End of Chapter 31.

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