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

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

... thought. It may feel cold and lonely just because there were no sexual connections, one I so value and connect with relationships. This talk of his uncovered much for me. But still, it didn't tell me anything about one thing.What are we? Me and Nathaniel

"Nathaniel. Please come here." I reached with my hand to him.

"I worry that if I come to you, I'll kiss you," he said in a whisper

"Then kiss me."

"Please, don't do this to me."

I let my hand down. "I will leave tomorrow."

He looked at me, shocked, like such a possibility was non-existent, and I just broke the universe. The fear, sheer terror in his eyes. I couldn't bear it. I stood up, a blanket falling on the floor, and I slowly came to him. He looked at my naked figure, frozen on the spot. I came over to him, taking his head into my hands.

"Nathaniel. If it helps you, if all you wish for is to return to your old happy life with Ashley, I will leave and never come back. I wish you all the happiness you can take. But if there is a chance you would spend your life regretting that decision, tell me now."

"How could I know, Rick? Before I met you, I was a happy, asexual man with an amazing, loving wife. How can I know if I will be able to go back? Fuck!... I know I will not! I don't know if I have always been gay, but so far in the closet, I didn't know. Do you know how many times, before you, I smelled another man's cum? None! All I know now is that I am confused, hungry for more, and ashamed of what it ...

... can do to her if I don't stop. I have no idea what to do now."

"Stop this." I pointed my index finger to his forehead. "You are spiraling. Let go. Breathe."

"Fuck you!"

"We can try that too," I smirked at him.

He looked at me, speechless, then he sighed desperately. "I am so tired." He laid his head on my shoulder.

"I know." I caressed his hair and embraced him.

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"You are smelling my neck, boy, aren't you." I could feel his dick twitch at that comment, so I decided to act on it now. Not because I didn't care what he was saying but because I realized he was guilting himself into a downward spiral, and there seemed no end to it. I wanted to change his thoughts.

Nate raised his head, probably to hold himself back. "Don't stop, boy," I whispered in his ear.

He looked at me. Then his eyes grew bigger, sniffing the air. "You are turned on."

"That fucking nose of yours." I had to smile a little. It was true. I don't know how he does it, but it was true that at that moment, my dick did sport semi and started growing. "How do you do it?"

"You suddenly changed the smell. I can't help it."

"You can't help it?" I said with a suggestive smile.

"Rick, please," he said in a whisper. It made me twitch.

This 6'2 tall man, about 170lbs of muscle, is whispering in such an erotic, deep voice cos he cannot contain his need for me. I was getting crazy for him. I needed to play this game to the end. I needed him badly. Now!

"What exactly are you asking ...