The Neghbours

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stay tuned to see who hooks up with who. is it M/F, M/M?


My mom Alice gasped in horror as my four friends, Owen, Collin, Ivan, Andy, along with my little brother Conner and myself came walking towards her on our loose rock drive way. Our driveway makes a horseshoe towards our front door but breaks off toward the side of our house were our garage is at. We had just gotten back from a long, hot summer day of drinking and shooting in the good old fashioned farming town of Santa Maria.
'I don’t think I’m going to…'
Ivan started, but was shut down by his incredibly drunk body. He fell onto our front lawn and passed out. We all started laughing as our drunken round friend flopped onto the grass mid summer day.
'I said what in gods name happened to you guys?' My mom said again.
'Ohh, just the normal Sunday afternoon, Momma D.' Owen said. All my friends called my mom Momma D. The D is for our last name, Daniels.
'But Conner and Chippy over here decided to try and recreate Silence of the Lambs though.' Owen said laughing his ass off.
I realized he was the only one clean out of all of us, so I flicked a glob of dripping blood from my fingers and onto his grey shirt.
'Fucker! I was trying to stay clean.'
'No go Bo.' I replied.
'Chip!' This time my mom yelled at us to get our attention. 'Whose blood are you guys covered in?'
'Come with us and I’ll show you.' I had my mom follow us to my old army Higgins jeep and opened the tail gate.
'Mom. Meet, guys don’t know how to shoot worth a shit.' I pointed at a 200 pound wild boar. 'And, I’m going to attack you and get shot at point blank range.' I pointed to a massive 400 pound boar with its head blasted off. 'And finally, Conner Daniels doesn’t know how to gut a pig!' I point to the
last 400 pound boar.
'So how did you two,' mom was pointing to me and Conner, 'Get completely covered in blood, and why does everybody else have blood splatter all over them?'
'Well that’s a good story mom. One that I will tell you right now.' The pig’s blood had yet to dry all the way and was still running down my arms and face. My white shirt was soaked along with my wranglers. I don’t think going into a slaughter house you could get this bloody. I started telling my story.
'So, we shot that little pig and I went to go get it. Well dumbass Conner…'
'Hey it wasn’t…' Conner tried to argue.
'Shut up Conner!' I yelled back. 'Well Conner had my pistol when I went to get the little boar. Well
when I was dragging it back to the jeep, momma pig decided to sneak up on me and attack me. So I shot it with my Chey Tac rifle from probably five feet.'
'You shot that thing,' mom pointed at the female four hundred pound pig, 'from five feet away with your new rifle?'
'Yep, and half of the result of a five hundred grain bullet traveling at thirty nine hundred feet per second is on my body right now.' I ran my hand through my hair and it came out twice as red as before. 'Well the other half of this is Conner’s fault. He doesn’t get that when you stab a four hundred
pound boar in the jugular, blood will explode everywhere. Now that’s why Conner’s covered in blood and why everybody else has blood splatter on them.'
I looked at Andy, who had joined Ivan on the grass. Andy was lying completely sprawled out staring into the sky. Yea, he drank too much too.
'So that’s why were covered from head to toe in blood right now. Because your youngest son is a fucking moron!'
'It’s not my fault Chip!'
Conner replied walking up to me and patted me on the shoulder, squeezing some of the blood from my shirt. I glared at him but neither of us could hold it in and started laughing our asses off from the whole situation. Who else would take being covered in pig blood like we did? Whose mom wouldn’t
care that her 18 year old and 17 year old son were drinking while shooting on a Saturday and whose friends were passed out on the front lawn? Or that blood was dripping out of my Jeep and onto the driveway.
'Well get those things gutted. The big ones we’ll use and jerky and hamburger and trim out the smaller one for steaks.'
My mom told us after we both started laughing. I yelled over to Collin and Owen to help. Those two clowns were on the lawn too. Collin had taken his shirt off, like always, and was resting his head on Owen’s stomach and none of them showed signs of moving.
'Whatever.' I said, and Conner and I started unloading the three carcasses onto a large painter’s tarp. We then started gutting them on our driveway and throwing any useable cuts into large buckets. My dad had taught us how to trim out pigs when we were little, and my mom added her two cents in because she was also a registered nurse and new human anatomy. And pigs are no different. Conner had parked the Jeep backwards on the side driveway so we didn’t notice our mom leave.
We had just trimmed out the smaller of the boars and just when we were starting on the bigger ones,
my parents walked up with an older lady in her 40’s I’d say, with a teenage boy and girl following her. My dad, as nonchalant as he could, introduced Conner and me.
'Linda, these are our sons. Chip and Conner.'
Conner made his way towards Linda to shake her had. I made a loud sound, as if I was clearing my throat, so Conner would realize that he needed to stop because he was so bloody. Thankfully we hadccleaned our faces and hair of all the blood so it didn’t look like we were complete psychopaths.
'It’s nice to meet you Ma’am. I’m Chip. I’m very sorry that were so dirty right now.'
'O no, no. It’s no problem.' Linda responded. Thankfully she didn’t see the half ton of dead carcasses lying in the bed of the Jeep.
'These are my kids. Jeff and Amy.' Linda stepped aside so that they were forced to acknowledge us.
I quickly took a mental picture of both of them. Amy had smooth brown hair and a well tanned body.
You could tell she was some sort of an athlete just by here stance when she stood. She was very good looking with nice brown eyes and lushes red lips. Of course like any other guy, I took a glimpse at her breasts as well. They looked good too. I’ve never been a boob’s kind of guy. I focus more on somebody’s face more then anything. Yea she was an athlete of some sort.
I could tell she had a sports bra on that showed under her spaghetti strap shirt. She raised her arm to give us a nice wave and that’s when I noticed she had some pretty muscular arms as well. She seemed like she was pretty level headed as well. I would definitely screw her I thought to myself.
Then my eyes drifted to Jeff. Jeff was wearing a black Polo Ralph Lauren shirt and camo cargo shorts.
He had short dark brown hair that was gelled up into a typical style. He was always looking around at stuff though, with his hazel eyes. I watched his eyes for a while and they never stopped moving.
That was until he locked onto Conner. I looked over at Conner through the corner of my eye and could tell he was staring into Jeff’s eyes. Conner was an eyes type of guy. Then I stared back at Jeff and his eyes were locked onto Conner’s.
'It’s nice to meet you Amy.' I gave her a nod. 'You too Jeff.'
Jeff shook his head ever so little and looked at me. I smiled at him as I knew he was analyzing me as well. By the clothing Jeff had on, I knew he was at least an average body build but I couldn’t tell anything else more then that. He was well tanned, just like his sister. I noticed Conner had yet to say anything and he continued to look Jeff up and down.
'Conner, don’t be rude.' I said.
'Um, nice to meet you.' Conner barely got out. He didn’t even close his mouth and was still staring at Jeff. I shook my head and rolled my eyes already knowing what Conner was thinking.
'These are our new neighbor’s guys. They moved into the Adam’s house.' My dad Paul said.
'Ah, ok.' I said.
'Let me apologize for my boys. They were raised by their father and were born in a barn.' My mom joked, and pointed at an old barn in the distance.
'Yea, well you gave birth to us though.' I quickly replied.
'And I didn’t raise them, because if I did, I would have taught them to gut animals in the field and not on our driveway.'
'We didn’t have any good knives, minus just our pocket knives. We tried using those but it didn’t work for the big ones.' Conner said.
'You can’t gut a pig with your pocket knife?' My dad snapped back. 'Whose son are you? I taught you how to kill a pig with your pocket knife, not to mention gut one.'
'Well you traumatized us for that dad.' Conner replied. 'Why do you think were completely covered from head to toe in blood!'
'Will you two stop?! We have guests,' my mom finally ended with.
'Who’s here?!' Owen yelled from on our back lawn.
'Ahh fucker! You can’t yell when I’m using your fat ass stomach as a pillow, bitch!' Collin yelled back.
'Oh those are my drunken friends passed out on the grass. They’re always here. If they give you problems just shoot them or tell them to shut up.' I told Linda and her two kids. 'Chippy, who’s here?' Collin yelled.
'Collin, shut up!' I yelled back.
'Don’t be mad! I still love you baby!' Collin replied. I started shaking my head, my parents did the same. 'Sorry.' I said.
'There really a good group of guys. Sometime they make some trouble. But they’re all good kids.' My dad said.
My parents walked inside with the Smith family and were soon joined by Mr. Smith. Conner and I continued dressing out the remaining carcasses with our four friends still passed out.
'So you gonna pounce on Mr. Smith little bro?' I said just as I threw one of the last pieces of meat into the bucket.
Conner just gave me one of his raised eyebrow look that were both famous for, the one that means,
'If you weren’t my brother, I’d kill you, but since you are my brother I’m going to torture you.'
'What?' I said in humorous disbelief, 'I saw you looking Jeff up and down for a while, did you even know who Amy is?'
'Amy, um the girl that your retarded ass is gonna go gunning for now? The one that most likely is a lesbo softball player and can most likely kick your ass if you went for her pants?' Conner said while leaning up against the tailgate of the jeep, pouting and fluttering his eyes staring deeply at me mocking me. He always knew I was a sucker for tom boy type girls, and I would generally just throw myself at them without knowing what I would hit.
'So are you guys gonna get a group discount at the church for the double weddings my little Daniels babies?' Collin blurted out as he came up and wrapped his arms around Conner pushing him forward.
Needless to say Collin was still pretty drunk because he ran into Conner so fast he nearly pushed him into the jeep and right onto the carcasses.
'Ow' Conner scream out as his body was pinned between a metal tailgate and a 175 pound block of muscle. Conner stood at the jeep for a few seconds. I thought he was actually hurt or something but that was not it, obviously. 'Collin… I feel something that shouldn’t be on my jeans… It should be inside of them or inside my mouth.' Collin spun Conner around and drunkenly wobbled back and forth while gingerly staring into my little brothers eyes just inches away from each other.

 

[Gr8F8]

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'Maybe later little bro, you lost your chance before. Not happening until your bother doesn’t live in the same hemisphere as me.' Collin said while letting Conner go and gripping onto my shoulder.
All I could do was just take in a deep breath of air to cool down and shake my head of the thought of my best friend Collin actually hooking up with my little brother. Now, I know this would never in the entire world. Yes Collin is a huge flirt when it comes to everyone, guy or girl, gay or straight. But after it all he’s a romantic straight boy where it counts.
Collin knows it just get’s under my skin when he flirts with Conner, especially when it’s sexual.
Conner on the other hand, would jump on Collin in a heart beat, though he would never openly admit it though. Conner still to this day has not actually said he was gay, just that he wasn’t against it.
Which everyone knows that means he just doesn’t want to say it. I still to this day don’t now why
Collin started one day out of the blue to be much more 'physical' in is flirting with him. I kind of just
brush it off all the time, thinking not too much of it.
'Okay, serious talk, who are the new future Daniels?' Collin asked while he pulled us both under his
arms walking us toward our house to see the Smith family talking to my parents inside.
'The Smith family, Linda, don’t know the dads name, Jeff and Amy, who looks like the younger sister.'
Conner responded while steering Collin and I back towards our passed out friends who were now
slowly rolling around. I knew Conner was in a hurry to figure out who, where, everything about Jeff.
So we got everyone up and dropped them off at their respected house, raced home showered and
changed so we could meet our new neighbors.
'Conner, don’t be an idiot okay!' I ordered as I slapped him on the head as good measure just to
make sure he was listening, I knew he wasn’t drunk anymore but I also new he was still a little bit
intoxicated. He just rolled his eyes at me, knowing I was being all motherly to him like I always am.
Not saying my parents didn’t raise us up good, just he and I were partners in crime in everything we did ever since we could crawl. I know most brothers usually hate each other, we were the exact opposite, we were best friends, and we knew pretty much anything and everything about each other.
Mostly because we were there for it together. I guess that was one of the advantages of having a
brother only a year younger than me in age and grade.
'Well finally you guys look like civilized human beings now, 'Our mother said while we were walking into the kitchen where the Smith family and my parents were. 'We were just talking to Jeff and Amy, and how they are attending St. Joes with you guys. Jeff is a senior with you Chip,' I glanced over and Conner was already starting to glow with excitement, 'and Amy is a junior with you Conner.' Now I was getting excited thinking I would have no problem getting with Amy since she was a year younger than me.
'Well that’s awesome, it’s a really good school, and it’s perfect too, we can all drive together now.'
Conner said in his sucking up voice. Jeff just raised his eyebrows thinking of the idea. Not in a good way though. In a way that people give a look to people of a lower class. I guess that’s a fair
assumption though, figuring his first impression of us. Just then we heard a semi truck pull up and
the Smith family started to get up. 'That’d be our stuff I guess.' Linda gestured to her kids and the
proceeded to walk towards the door.
'And boys, I said that you two and some of the guys could help them move their stuff tomorrow, since
I know you aren’t doing anything productive for another week.' Our mom said. I hated helping people move stuff, but I guess what better way to get to know thy neighbor then to rummage through all their stuff. We said our goodbyes and Jeff didn’t seem the least bit enthused about playing the meet and greet game. He just seemed like one of those overly moody kinds of guys. I think Conner had picked up on that as well because he also didn’t seem too enthused about helping the Smith family out tomorrow.
The next morning Conner, Owen, Andy and I showed up at the Smiths house to help them start
unpacking. We knocked on the door and Jeff answered the door in a pair of loose fitting running
shorts and nothing else. I’m pretty sure he didn’t even have any underwear on either. I do have to
say, that Ralph Lauran shirt did not do him good graces yesterday. Jeff had a good six pack, large
shoulders and biceps, some pretty muscular calves. Before we could do another once over of his
body he put on an overly large sleeveless shirt which still didn’t hide anything.
'Hey guys, were all in the kitchen right now eating if you want anything, we just got a bunch of
McDonalds stuff.' Jeff said in a much more enthusiastic voice. Maybe he was just tired yesterday I thought. We did our standard thing, small talk about the Adam’s family that lived in the house
previously, who the neighbors were, the usual. We then got to our task of helping the Smith’s move everything into the house.
Linda and Amy started sorting through the boxes that Andy and Owen brought in, and Conner, Jeff, Jeff’s dad Charles, and I started bringing in the furniture. All the while Conner kept trying to team up with Jeff on everything. I don’t know what that little shit was trying to do, and I didn’t really care. We got everything moved in by mid afternoon and were thanked and just left. It was mildly odd that nothing really was said between anyone almost the entire day. The Smiths seems like a very private group of people. I just kept thinking that they were just focused on the task at hand.

 

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We didn’t see much of them until the next week right before school started. Jeff came running over
and asked if he and Amy could follow us to school because they had to register both their cars once they got there. Just then Conner drove up on the side of our house in his new Tahoe my parents had bought him for his last birthday. Jeff just squinted at him. 'I thought you guys shared that old jeep?' Jeff asked in surprise.
'No, no, that’s just our whatever car to go cruising around in.' I replied and left to go get my own Tahoe that I got last year as well. When I pulled up I saw Jeff was waiting in what looked like a brand new Audi, but his sister just had an older Honda Civic. Again I didn’t think much of it. That day at lunch we all decided to invite Jeff and Amy to sit with us for lunch.
The outdoor tables are separated into groups of lower classman to upper classmen. Now that we
were seniors, we were closest to the cafeteria. This time Jeff was full of energy and seemed like he fit right in with our group of friends. Amy as well. Cracking jokes, explaining how they moved up here because their mom was transferred.
Conner and I were definitely relieved that we didn’t bring a couple of duds with us to sit with us at
lunch. Mainly because if they were, we’d had felt bad telling them they couldn’t sit with us anymore.
The ways of high school I guess. You’re liked or your not. At the end of the day Conner, Owen, Andy,
Collin, Ivan and I were all making our way towards the locker room to get ready for offseason
practice. We all had our own sports that we did. Conner was in baseball with Andy, Ivan played
football, Collin was a swimmer, Owen and I played tennis.
I think that’s why we were the somewhat self proclaimed badasses of the school; we all were in
sports, but in a wide range of sports. We got into the locker room and Jeff was already in their getting his locker assignment from Coach Hartman, the P.E. coach that was in charge of the locker room. As it turns out Jeff was a track guy. We never had a track guy in our group. We all started getting changed when out of nowhere we hear someone yelling, 'What the fuck are you looking at faggot?'
The five of us looked around before I even knew what was going on, Conner comes flying into me out of no where, and then Collin is running full speed passed me and shoves someone right into a locker, denting it even. While I’m trying to catch my balance Conner pushes himself off me and I fall and he’s running off towards Collin. By the time I’ve come to my feet, Andy, Owen, and Ivan are all holding Conner and Collin back from nearly passed out body on the floor. I guess it’s a good thing all of this happened so fast, and that the music was blaring like it always was, so no one else even knew what had happened except a few of our other buddies that were just standing their watching.
'Get them the fuck out of here!' I yelled at the guys who were holding Conner and Collin, which were now three guys to one of them. Out of no where Collin turns his attention towards me and tackles me to the ground.
'Don’t do anything Chip! He’s already down!' Collin yells in my face while holding my arms over my
head. He was blood red with a mixture of rage and fear. The rage was directed at whatever in the hell was going on, and the fear was most likely directed towards me finding out what he was afraid of. I am by no means a violent person at all, but everyone knows that if I get pissed off or angry that the world needs to get out of my way.
'Collin get the FUCK off me!' I yelled while lying on the ground. At this point Conner finally pulls Collin off of me and they both stormed out of the locker room with Ivan and Owen close behind. I got up and started walking to the person who is now sitting up with his head on his knees grasping his head.
'Chip, don’t do anything stupid.' Andy interjects as he places himself between me and whoever is on the ground.
'Andy, get out of my way, I don’t even know what the hell is going on. All of a sudden Conner comes flying at me, you guys go after him, then when I get up I see you holding Conner and Collin, then Collin comes and tackles me. I have no idea what is even going on here.' I ended while raising my voice, now in annoyance. Andy moved away and I knelt down to see who was huddled on the ground, now crying. I could see blood dripping down his shirtless abdomen, as well as a cut on his leg that he probably got hitting the lower locker.
'Hey buddy you okay? They’re gone now, your okay.' I said while patting him on the head. Mainly I
was trying to see if his head was bleeding at all, it wasn’t. Finally I knelt down right in front of him
and he raised his head. My first thoughts even before realizing who it was, was how innocent this
person looked. Almost like a stray puppy that was neglected and beat, for no reason what so ever in the world.
A face of pure defeat and sorrow. All I wanted to do was take him into my arms and hold him and
comfort him. That is when I realized who it was. In that moment, all I wanted to do was beat my little brother and Collin into pulp for ever touching this guy. Before I could attempt to get up however, his hand grabbed my own and started sobbing, 'Chip I’m sorry, I’m so sorry. Please don’t hurt me, it was a stupid fucking mistake, I’m sorry.' He leaned forward and started crying into my shoulder.

 

[heavy weather]

I'm a little confused with what was going on in the locker room.

 

[fireman1294]

Me too. What happened? It seems like a part is missing.

 

[BigInBellevue]

Before being posted, the author should re-read and try to correct some of the mistakes. Some paragraphs would help in being able to read this. If you are going to be a writer, you owe it to the readers to not be so careless.

 

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'It’s okay Jeff. Your okay dude.' Was all I could really say. I had my neighbor of a week crying on my shoulder half naked, covered in blood, sitting on the locker room floor the first day of school, and my little brother and best friend kicked his ass. Perfect way to start the school year I thought to myself. We stayed on the ground for a few minutes. The locker room had finally cleared all the way out and the music was off now so I knew no one else was in there. 'I just want to go home please.' Jeff finally got out after he stopped crying on my shoulder. 'Okay, but you need to take a shower or something to get all this blood off, I’m not letting you get into that beautiful car with blood all over you, then I know you’d kill me later for letting you stain your seats.' I joked. I got a little laugh out of him. I helped him up and into the shower stalls. He carried himself pretty well for just having got the shit kicked out of him. I had to help him balance a little bit because of the cut on his leg. I got him into the shower and he just stood there for a minute or two just letting the water flow from his head, down his body, washing away the blood that hadn’t yet even dried. He just seemed so peaceful then. Defeated, but still peaceful. 'Do you need anything dude?' I asked to break the now awkward silence of just watching him stand under a shower. 'Towel' was all he said. When I came back with a towel he had taken off his running shorts and was now standing under the shower completely naked. Now I’ve showered with guys in this exact shower room for years, it was no big deal to me. But once he saw me looking at him he turned the water off in an instant and grabbed at the towel I was holding and ran back to his locker. 'Umm should I ask what happened?' I asked slowly around the corner so I couldn’t even see him. 'I just want to go home, just leave me alone.' Was all he said as he slammed his locker shut and ran by me. I just looked around and laughed at the situation again. I thought about running after him, but decided I didn’t know him well enough and to just leave it. I walked over to his locker and Jeff had forgotten half his stuff, his back pack, his phone, a set of dog tags that he had around a necklace. I got it all together and stuffed it into his backpack. Just then he got a text message asking, 'How’s your first day back at school? Hope no one picked on your or I’ll kill them LOL.' Ya, LOL, I thought to myself putting his phone in his bag.

 

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'Okay kids, now were just gonna be next door staying at the Smith’s house. Please do not burn down my house, and if you do, remember, you’re all rebuilding it brick by damn brick.' My mom said while pointing a finger at all my friends as well as Jeff and Amy. We pretty much adopted them into our family after the first dayof school. Even though I still to this day haven’t figured out what it was about, or how Collin, Jeff, and Chip worked it all out. Hell, I don’t really care either. Chip and I practically have a new brother and sister, and the guys now have a girl that can show them the ropes. I’m so happy Amy turned out to be a full on Tom boy. Even the thought of even kissing her is disgusting to all of us. Collin put it the best way last week. 'Like kissing your sister.' 'We all know Momma D, we will not harm your house anymore then we already do on a daily basis. And we can’t really burn down a stone building anyways.' Collin interjected while giving my parents a
Magnum bottle of wine. 'Collin, if you weren’t so damn cute I’d break this bottle right over your head sometimes.' My mom said while snatching the large bottle. 'My last Devil Feast of high school. It went by way to quick boys.' I said while looking out onto the large tent we had in our back yard overlooking the city below. 'I guess we should get this party started.' We all held up our shot glasses, 'To all our friends, new, and old, we go forth onto a journey of self discover, wisdom, and life. May we all survive the devils coming. Cheers!' We all took our shots and chased them down with the Guillotine; A large wooden platform with eight separate three foot beer bongs. Yes, it was the Daniel’s brother forth annual Halloween Devils Feast. Every year since I reached high school, I threw a huge Halloween party at my house. We would rent a large five hundred person tent. Well we actually bought one after my freshmen year when we all figured this would be an annual thing. Invite pretty much whoever we wanted or wanted to come, and just partied the entire night. Since the nearest house was the Adams, and now the Smiths, we didn’t care much of anyone complaining.
And since my uncles are all Sheriffs, they don’t mind all the drinking either. Especially because they all know that high school people are going to party for Halloween, but that when they party at
our house, no one is driving home. Everyone just passes out in the tent somewhere. We collect money from people who are coming or whatever anyone wants to give us to buy kegs and liquor and make it into a huge serve your own bar. And this year was no different I thought to myself as I jumped down from the Guillotine to a huge crowd of my already drunk classmates. The one good thing about St. Joes I guess is that with a student population of only six
hundred and fifty, you knew everyone there.
'Wow dude, I’ve never seen a party like this ever!' Jeff yelled to me so I could hear him over all the music and talking.
'Ya, well glad you could make it to my last one my friend.' I said while pulling him in for a huge hug. By one in the morning I didn’t even have a clue what was going on anymore, I must have gone up to the Guillotine half dozen times and taken more shots than I could even count. So I decided I’d had enough to drink for the night. The worst thing about throwing a party is you have to be the last one standing. Or so I always thought. And last year I was standing all
the way until the sun came up.
'Chip, I haven’t seen your brother in hours, no one has, where’d he go?' Collin asked me around three am.
'I don’t know Collin, he’s probably passed out or screwing some girl or something, why do you even care?'
'Because I just found his phone over by all the ice, he never leaves his phone.' Collin said worried. This was a true fact of both of us.
Our phones were never far from us at any point, especially at a party. We may not answer it, but we always without a question of a doubt have it on us.
'Okay, let’s go find the fucking retard then.' I said while rolling my eyes in grief wondering what the hell happened to him. I searched the tent really quickly, no sign, the garage, the entire property, and finally the house. Of which we locked and weren’t supposed to go inside anyways because we didn’t want to have people wondering in there after us to begin with. What I was doing just now anyways. I went inside and for the first time in hours it was completely silent. I reveled in the silence for a while. Up until I heard a loud thump from upstairs. Conner probably drunkenly wobbled into the house to go to sleep. I walked upstairs to his room and when I turned the corner I
heard something heavy hit his door; so hard it shook the walls. I ran to the door to try to open it but it was locked.
'Please don’t do this to me, I can’t take anymore of this, please don’t hurt me like this.' I heard Conner crying out in agony. I started yelling and pounding on the door. Something was happening to my little brother and I couldn’t get to him. Everything in my head was focused on one thought, and that was to get to my little brother. He was most important thing in my life at that moment. My adrenaline surged through my body and I rammed my shoulder into the door.
As soon as the door opened I saw someone push Conner onto the ground and I ran and tackled him with all my might, plowing him into the wall and punching him in the stomach when he tried moving again.

 

[malito]

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One after the other I kept punching and punching, as if it was the only way to protect my brother. After what seemed like an eternity, Conner finally ripped me away from this random person that I had beat to a pulp. I wrapped my arms around Conner just to feel that he was safe in my arms. Exactly like a mother trying to comfort her children. I could hear him crying and sobbing into my chest. I pulled his head off my chest and I expected to see some sort of pain on his face. All I saw was shame and anger towards me. I let him go. 'What’s the matter with you?' I asked trying to hug him again. 'Just leave me alone and deal with your…' He looked down at the person on the ground. 'Problem.' Conner said while pointing and clenching his other fist.
'What the hell are you even talking about?' I asked Conner. He was having nothing of this right now and stormed out of his room. Again, like months before, I had no idea what was actually going on. The same look Conner gave me before was the same that he just gave me now. I didn’t even have to turn around to see who was lying on the ground. I knew it was going to be Jeff Smith; our new brother in crime that I had just kicked the crap out of. I walked over to Jeff, who was miraculously conscious and attempting to get up. I went over to help him. Thankfully this time, he wasn’t covered in blood from head to toe. Without saying a word, I helped him up onto Conner’s bed, and he just plopped face down. I watched as he slowly crawled onto the other side of the bed away from the door. I don’t know why I thought this was odd, but it was to me. It was like Jeff had his own spot on the bed. That or he was just trying to get away from me. I heard his phone ring on the floor so I walked over to look at it. I had just missed to answer it, but he had eight missed calls from the same person, 'Car'. I called the number back because I assumed they were just making sure Jeff was okay.
'Jeff, are you okay? You called but you never said anything? Is Conner okay?' Was all some guy asked before I could say a word. 'This is Chip Jeff’s neighbor and Conner’s brother. Ummm,' I looked over at Jeff who was still lying still. 'He’s passed out right now, we were having a big party and he drank too much.'
'Oh, I see… Can you do me a favor please? Stay with him tonight? He gets night terrors when he gets really drunk.' He asked as if it was no big deal.
'Ya sure, he’s at my house right now anyways.' I said, watching Jeff starting to stir around.

 

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'Thanks Chip, I owe you one' He said and hung up.
'Can I have my phone please?' Jeff mumbled. I handed him his phone and grabbed onto my hand. 'Conners okay right?' I held onto his hand and sat on the side of the bed. 'Ya, he’s fine, I’m not even gonna ask this time.' I replied. I felt my phone vibrating in my pocket and it was a text message from Conner saying 'I’m sorry, I went back to the party, I’m sorry I put this on you, but can you please stay with Jeff tonight, I can’t see him right now.' My head was going in circles by this time. A random guy telling me to stay with my neighbor, and now my own brother telling me to stay with him. I guess all I could do was to stay with him. Besides, it was a cop out to staying up the entire rest of the night taking care of other drunken people. I took Jeff’s shoes off and put him under the sheets and I sat on the other side of his bed and started playing with my phone. You got to love games on phones in moments like these. I must have dozed off because when I finally came too I was under the sheets.
I could see just a slight haze of light coming through Conner’s window. I smelled of some horrible stale beer and whiskey. Thankfully I didn’t have a headache, yet. That’s when something was odd; someone was resting their head on my chest and holding onto me. Almost all their weight was on me because I could hardly move. Very quickly the night came back to me, it was Jeff. I figured it was okay; at least he didn’t wake up during the night screaming like that one guy said on the phone. I tried to stir around but Jeff only clenched tighter and tighter. I wasn’t going to be able to move. So I just laid there.
'Baby, my head hurts, rub it for me pweassse' Jeff finally said after futile attempts to get away from him. So I did. I still to this day remember rubbing his hair in the locker room to see if he was bleeding, thankfully this time as well, he wasn’t. I usually hated rubbing people’s hair because of the gel they always had in it. But Jeff had let his short brown hair grow out some so he only put in a little gel to give it more of a surfer style messy hair. It smelled like coconut. Which I always loved coconut. I just laid there rubbing his hair not thinking about anything. Not thinking about how a guy is cuddling up to me, and I’m rubbing his hair. Maybe it was because my friends and I did this all the time. Well maybe not cuddling in bed, but resting our heads on each others shoulders or lap, or using the others stomach as a pillow. It just was normal to us. Any thought of this being gay never ventured into my mind. That’s when I actually started thinking about it. I never had any problem with this, being this close to another guy. I was actually enjoying it quite a bit, it was very relaxing and fulfilling, almost like walking outside after a rain storm; a sense of a new beginning. Obviously I was still drunk I thought to myself. Jeff stirred around and started moving up on my body so his face was resting on my shoulder. I could feel his breathe on my neck ever so softly. It smelled like tequila. Then he put his leg onto mine and draped his arm over my chest pulling himself in even closer. I wiggled my right arm that he had moved on top of around his shoulder and held him and continued to rub his hair. The same thing I’d do with Conner when he was sad or crying. I started dozing off some, letting the entire moment just consume me. I had never actually been this close to someone before when they weren’t crying and I was comforting them; guy or girl. Not saying that I haven’t had my fare share of drunken sex with a few girls, we would never turn out to sleep together and wake up like this. It was always just some quick fuck and go. Of which I never really enjoyed anyways. This is what I enjoyed, holding onto someone and comforting them, even when they didn’t need to be comforted. After that thought ran through me head, I felt a small touch on the side of my neck where Jeff was lying. It was more then just his breath, but no so much an actual touch. It was warm, and though it wasn’t much, my entire body shivered from it. Then it happened again, but this time just a pinch more forceful. Jeff was kissing my neck.

 

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I don’t even know if you could call it a kiss though, a peck on my neck would be more like it. Then he stopped, he laid still, his face touching my neck. His lips were touching my neck but with no actual movement. I was a little disappointed because such a small action was giving me a world of comfort and joy. My body felt invigorated with spirit. I pulled him in just a little bit closer to me. 'I’m sorry.' Jeff said softly. As I turned my head to look at him to ask why, that same feeling that was on my neck, I could now feel on my lips. No movement just that our lips were touching. I was holding my breath but I could still smell the tequila on his breath. The feeling of invigoration was even more intensified. What I thought nirvana actually should feel like; a sense of complete relaxation.
Not something overly physical like cumming or an orgasm that most would think of. I opened my mouth some and he reciprocated and pushed forward even more. I kissed him. I was kissing my neighbor, my best friend, a guy. And I loved it. I held his shoulders even more tightly; bring him more onto my chest, but supporting most of his upper body weight at the same time. I tilted my head to my left and he tilted his head to his left and we continued kissing. Not full on making out, but still kissing. I was intoxicated by this. Something so simple, of which had only been maybe going on for three seconds seemed like an elegant dance that had been practiced and practiced for hours.
I pulled him closer smashing his lips into mine. I finally breathed out and I could smell the whiskey on my breathe, mixed with the tequila on his. We kept kissing, and kissing as if we had no control over any of this, like we were puppets attached to fine strings. I stuck my tongue into his mouth and was met with his. I could taste Jeff, not just the tequila, but the actual essence of Jeff Smith. He forced my tongue back into my mouth with his and breathed deeply into my lungs. Now I could feel, smell, taste Jeff in every part of my body. Jeff started moaning quietly so now I could hear sounds that I had never heard from him as well. All this was a new experience to me. Not the fact that I was kissing a guy, but that I could use all my senses to eternally feel someone else. I opened my eyes to see him finally. His eyes opened at the same time, I could see his pupils adjusting to light. I was staring into his hazel eyes that were for once not scanning around in every direction, but were staring straight into my brown eyes. It was something about them that nearly took the breath from me. They were happy and content, but filled with so much fear. I stopped moving and his black pupils nearly consumed his eyes. He pulled back away from me, but I still had my arm around his back so he could only get a couple inches away from my face. He looked at my lips, knowing I was going to say something.
'I love you,' Was all I said before smashing his lips into mine and nearly sucking the breath out of him. I moved my leg up into his crotch and intertwined our legs so I could feel his entire body from lips to toes. I started kissing him with all the passion I had inside me, as if that were the only thing I was born to do. I was born to kiss this person for as long as I possibly could.
I felt Jeff’s hand come under my shirt and he started rubbing my abs. He had such soft hands compared to mine. I had hard coarse hands and his were silky soft to the touch. His hands continued roaming up and down my entire stomach; almost as if he was trying to count every ab muscle I had which each finger. Pinky one, ring finger two, middle finger three, pointer finger four, thumb five, and palm six. He continued this cycle as I moved my holding onto his shoulders and slid it under the back of his shirt to feel his smooth skin. I ran my fingers all the way up his spine; this made him almost shiver and he would kiss me even harder, breathe harder, and grab onto my chest harder.

 

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I’m not sure how long this had even been going on but I could feel his back was starting to sweat and so was my chest. I took my left free hand and cupped his cheek then slid my hand into his hair. His hair was moist from sweat now too. Now I couldn’t even smell the tequila on his breathe anymore, or the coconut from his hair. All I could smell was the sensation that Jeff tasted like when I first slid my tongue into his mouth.
My hand continued to wonder up and down Jeff’s back, feeling every large muscle, massaging it as it strained when he would move in the slightest. Slowly my hand made its way down to his underwear and jean line. Slowly I slid one finger followed by another and another until my hand was all the way on his ass under his jeans and underwear. I’m not sure the proper name I’d give his ass, not fat, or skinny, but just right I guess.
Either way I just loved grabbing onto it. It was just as soft as his hands and back. It was prefect in my eyes. Out of nowhere Jeff stopped kissing me, pulled his hand out from under my shirt and scooted down onto my chest so I no longer could reach his ass. Which I hated wasn’t in my hand anymore, but I was not going to contest this however. I just laid there looking up towards the ceiling as he continued his shallow breathing on my chest. 'Conner never told you about us did he?' Jeff said as he was looking away from me still lying directly on my right pectoral muscle. He must have felt it surge when I moved my arm towards him because he moved away and sat up, still staring away from me. 'Jeff, I don’t know what is even going on? All I know is that, I want to keep kissing you and holding you for a lot longer then that. What does that even mean?' I asked as I put my hand on his shoulder, trying to get him to look at me.
'It means you’re a homo dude, duhhh.' Jeff chuckled as he took my hand on his shoulder and held it. I smirked and gave out one of those half breathing out, half silent laughs at the thought. Of which that thought hadn’t ever crossed my mind anyways, except for when we first started kissing however long ago that might have been. I’ve always found guys attractive and openly admit that. I’ve watched Collin go from a skinny little boy into a muscled brick that would put most models to shame. I appreciated how he looked, I never thought about kissing him though, or doing anything else with anyone else for that matter. Girls I guess were the same way too. I appreciated their bodies, always was fascinated with their boobs and would just have sex with them because that was just the expected thing to do.

 

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The few times that I did however I wasn’t really the one who was instigating it though, the girl was, as well as she’d do most of the work too. I’d watch them bounce up and down on my dick, it felt awesome. But that’s all it was though, a physical feeling, just like jacking off but a lot better. Now I’m looking at Jeff hold my hand on his shoulder, and I’m not even thinking about any of the sex, or feeling of jacking off, all I’m thinking about is I want to hold him and kiss him.
'Well if me being a homo means getting to kiss you even one more time, then I’m a homo okay?' I said as I tugged on his shoulder again to try to get him to turn around.
'I’m seriously going to kill your brother Chip.' Jeff replied as he backed up towards me and leaned against the head board the same as what I was doing. He really never told you about him and me?' He waited a split second. 'Wow, he really does keep his promises I guess.'
I grabbed onto his cheek and turned his head towards mine so I could see his eyes again. They were so beautiful. This time though he was scanning everything around him like he usually would do.
'Jeff, Conner never told me anything about you guys. Are you talking about the fight in the locker room? Because I told him to deal with that and he said he did, so I never asked any questions.' I said and I moved my hand down to his neck, still staring at his eyes.
'Yea, he dealt with that one alright.' Jeff said with a shameful voice as he turned away from me.
'Did he hurt you again?' I asked in disbelief.
'No Chip, he fucked me, and then we started dating the next day.'
Jeff replied as he blankly looked at me. I just stared at him until he gave me a, say something, shrug. For an odd reason, the fact that Jeff just confirmed my own brother was gay, as well as was having sex with our neighbor and never telling me about it did not bother me. What bothered me was that they were dating. It was a feeling of almost petty jealousy of Conner had something that I wanted. 'So, you were dating my brother? And sleeping with him, and kissing him, and letting him hold you?' I paused. 'And touch you?' I said almost under my breath as I turned away from him.
'Yes.' Was all Jeff replied. I started processing this through me head while closing my eyes shut as hard as I could to try and just erase the image of my brother sleeping with Jeff. It made me nauseas even thinking about it. My head started hurting from running images through my head of Conner and Jeff doing the exact same thing Jeff and I had just done. Finally I couldn’t handle the images dancing around in my head any longer; I needed it all to stop.

 

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