Two Boys and their Dad (Part 1) - Sex Stories

Two Boys and their Dad (Part 1)

Hi there! This is my first attempt at fiction. This is going to be a gay incest based story which I intend to span out over many small posts. Hopefully it will get better as it goes on! This part is just establishing the setting so there's no sex in this post, but there will be in part 2. Also the dad is yet to appear, but rest assured he will! Thanks again :) _____________________________________________ “Jesus, how is it even possible to sweat this much?” thought Jake as he frantically paced his room. His long, messy blond hair was visibly damp as he wiped his brow again, seemingly only seconds after the last time. His grey gym shirt stuck in random places on his firm young body uncomfortably and his racing heartbeat made him feel dizzy and sick. Jake was 20 years old and studying Media at university. He didn’t know what he wanted to do with his life but he liked movies and TV so it made sense – at least it made sense to him. He’d realised he was gay at quite a young age. For the first few years, it didn’t bother him at all. But then the world piped up and wasn’t shy about telling him just how disgusting he was. Jake was a smart kid – their arguments were stupid, and he knew it without a glimmer of doubt. What he didn’t know, however, is if everyone around him knew that. Jake had a good life at home, a younger brother, Cody, who cared he about deeply, a loving mother, and an exceptionally supportive father. In his heart, Jake knew his family would never turn their backs ...

... on him because of his sexuality, but the truth was he just didn’t have the balls to risk it. As Cody, who had just turned 18, was getting older, Jake realised that by keeping this part of himself concealed, he was damaging his relationship with his brother. Brothers talk about girls, right? Make rude jokes. Jake didn’t want to lie to his family, but he didn’t want them to know the truth either. The only way to do that was to keep that side of his life on complete lockdown. Jake loved his family, and he wanted to keep them in his life. He was going to have to come out, and he was going to have to do it soon. Jake looked at the clock in the corner of his computer screen. 4:30. Cody would be home any second. Jake swept his flowing blond hair out of his face, his pounding heartbeat audible in the empty house. He could still back out. It wouldn’t be a failure – or at least, nobody would ever know to judge it a failure. The front door slammed shut. “Well fuck, here goes nothing.” Cody slumped his school bag on the floor, exhausted. He too was sweaty, but not a cold sweat like his brother’s, he simply was perspiring after a long walk home following after-school rugby. His lighter, but longer, raggedy blond hair clumped together from sweat and dirt. He stood at around 5ft 10, a couple of inches shorter than his brother. He kind of liked that – while the boys’ age difference was less significant now and they were equals in almost every way, Cody liked how the size difference reminded ...