I wish it was that easy. I wish it was that easy for myself. My friends aren’t homophobic, at least I don’t think so, but they are mostly straight. Being with Sarah gave me a taste of what it’s like to be a straight man; to just be normal, to just go with the flow and naturally be accepted, without wondering what this person might think, or how that person will react if they find out.

I’m just not used to having to deal with that. I guess it’s kind of like taking up a new sport and realizing that you are suddenly using muscles you didn’t know you had. My “gay muscles” are not that strong, and I’ve been lazy about exercising them. Since Colton and I started having sex, though, I know what it’s like to have an actual relationship with another man and it’s pretty damn great.

I don’t know if it’s realistic to think that what we have will last forever, in fact, I know it won't. I’m pretty sure Colton will find a boyfriend eventually. I will, too, if I get out there and look for one. Right now, what we have is just so right. It’s comfortable. It’s easy. He’s so sweet, and cute, and eager to please, and his tight hole feels so good around my cock. The best feeling in the world is plowing my load into my little brother's guts!

We were at it again this afternoon. We were upstairs in our attic club house, the sort of den our dad built us as a playroom years ago. We have total privacy up there. Since we were old enough to do housework, it’s been our responsibility to keep it clean. The closest our parents ever get to coming upstairs is calling up to us from the second floor.

We do have to be careful. Even though it’s very private, it’s not soundproof. This afternoon, though, mom and dad went out running around and left us at home. The car had barely pulled out of the driveway before Colton was rubbing my thigh with that horny grin on his face. I knew what he wanted and I was happy to give it to him. I’m always happy to give him that.

He got my pants down and pounced on my hard cock like a puppy with a new toy. I just sank back into the sofa and groaned. My blue-balled friends on campus would be green with envy if they knew that I would practically have to push my brother down the stairs to keep from getting my dick sucked a couple of times a day.

Colton is happy just making me happy, and his appetite certainly makes me happy. I decided that this time was about him, though. I fucked his sweet ass hard and deep but I did it for him, on his back so that he could jack his own hard rod. I pounded him with slow deliberate strokes building up maximum stimulation in his prostate, working up the cum in his balls.

When he finally let out a whine and blew his load, the first shot went all the way up to his chin. That was all of the satisfaction that we needed.