Husband Of My Homophobic Sister: Chapter 6 - After The Afterglow - Sex Stories

Husband Of My Homophobic Sister: Chapter 6 - After The Afterglow

... arms next to his body, for a few seconds. Then I tightened my arms around him and put my forehead on his shoulder. I sensed his breath on my neck when I felt him sniff me lightly. Nate embraced me and breathed me in like something in him craved for it but was restraining himself. He started to shake slightly, and I raised my head to look at him, my hand caressing his cheek and neck. He looked at me with a sad face, holding me around the waist.

We didn't say anything. He then just slowly removed himself from my embrace and left.

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That evening, I heard him shower. By this point, I decided that I needed to leave. The sooner, the better. I will call my friends in the morning and find something at any cost. If required, I will live in a different country. Anyway, all I need for work is a laptop. I don't want to break this man.

Before bed, I took a long shower, thinking about who to call, where to live, and how to say it to Nathaniel. I couldn't help but bring back memories from that morning three days ago. I started jerking off slowly but soon became frustrated from how it all ended, and instead of jacking off, I felt like punching a hole in the wall. So, I turned off the water, brushed my teeth, and went to bed like that.

. . .

I had already drifted into sleep when I heard in the silence of my dark room opening the bathroom door. I wondered whether I should pretend to be asleep when Nate came over to my bed and sat next to me.

I opened my eyes, and from ...

... the bathroom light shining in, I saw he was looking at the door.

"I can't stop thinking about it." Of course, I couldn't either, but I decided to stay quiet.

"What worries me is not the cheating, is not that I don't think about Ashley, I don't feel any remorse regarding sex. We already talked about us being fine with either of us having no sex and, if such need should arise, to pay someone to deal with it." I raised my eyebrows and sat on the bed, letting him talk. Honestly, I was a bit speechless anyway.

"You may think it's cold or weird, but we honestly never cared. Not since we've been married. I believe we were both asexuals when we met, and I was happy that we found each other. I know it's kind of a trend now, kids exploring their sexuality saying they are asexual, gay or straight, maybe even bi or pan, trans, or whatever they feel fits for them in-between, and it is incredible to have such freedom! To be able to get to know oneself. But when I, or Ashley for that matter, was that age, being without lust for someone was non-existent. We both had tough times pleasing our partners and the expectations of the world around us. And it took us years to admit it to ourselves and even longer one in front of the other." Nate stopped and looked at me.

"So, you know I don't care for labels. Even more, realizing that I crave sex with another person than my wife isn't the biggest issue. What troubles me the most is that I crave you. Not only are you a man, but you are also ...