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Subject: Brothers Loving Brothers This story is part of the story "One Year Gone" which is posted in gay/young friends. Because these chapters contain a great deal of incest, I thought I'd post them as their own stand-alone story as well. One should read the other story for more context. Hugs, Tag_m ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Prologue: I was the 4th generation of males in my family who, at age13, was to be banished to spent one year on our family ranch in a western state. My family was stinking filthy rich. We had homes in 3 major cities and a 4th one on our own island in the Caribbean. We often wintered in Gstadd, summered in the Caribbean or in Italy. In other words, my family were jet setters but working jet setters mind you. My great-great-grandfather was insistent that none of us lose perspective, that we understand the notion of hard physical work and do so without the pampered comforts that having great wealth provided. Thus, each male in succession spent one year on the ranch. Actually, their inheritance depended on it. My dad had to do it and his dad had to do it. Anyone before them was already living it. Don't get me wrong, the ranch wasn't a log cabin by any means, and it wasn't stuck in the backwoods. It was a 22 thousand acre modern working ranch that ran cattle and horses among other things, and employed 50 full time people and a hundred throughout any given year. But it was a ranch which meant riding horses, shoveling shit, watching animals breed, mending fences, herding cattle and every other task that a working ranch performed. It meant cowboy clothes, rodeos, guns, dogs, hunting, and chewing tobacco, although not for the kids. We weren't forewarned that this would happen either. Like my grandfather had done to my dad, he dropped it on me the day after my private school on Long Island got out for summer and put me on a plane 3 hours later. There was no argument, no getting out of it, no nothing. I hated the idea and wasn't real kindly to my dad about it, or my grandfather for that matter when he picked me up at the airport. As things turned out it got cool within 24 hours. I went camping with Smokey, the ranch foreman's 15 year old son, who was to be my mentor and teacher for the year. By the end of the first day camping we'd jacked off together and sucked each other cocks. Within two weeks, Smokey would stuff his 9 inch cock up my virgin ass. I have to say that, prior to that, I'd never done anything with another boy, hadn't harbored any desire to do so. I learned fast that sex among the boys on the ranch was pretty common and fully accepted by the adult males. Whether the women knew about it or not, I couldn't say. I didn't see my family at all until the thanksgiving when my parents and little brother flew out for a week. And being the late 70's and early 80's there wasn't the internet, no skype, no texting or other stuff. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I was pretty excited as we walked toward the gate where my family would deplane. I hadn't really spent a great deal of time thinking about how much I missed them but now that it was only minutes away the realization hit me. Gramps, his girlfriend Belinda May, and I stood off to the side from where others were waiting for their passengers when the first people started coming out of the jetway. My family could have flown in one of the corporate jets but apparently they were all in use and since my family always flew first class when flying commercial, they were among the first to come out and dad spied us at the same time we saw them. He turned his head slightly and I could see his mouth move. A moment later my little brother popped into sight and came tearing toward me hell bent for election. I stooped slightly to catch him and as he slammed into me I scooped him up and spun around to lessen the impact. Gideon wrapped his arms and his legs around me and held on tight. I could feel his body shudder as he cried. "I missed you so much Colt," he said. I held him just as tightly and I too felt tears in my eyes. "I missed you a lot too Giddy," I said, using his affectionate nickname, "a whole lot." I meant it too. Sure, he could be a pain in the ass, what little brother wasn't, but I loved him to bits and missed him just as much. People parted to go by us, knowing smiles on most of their faces. By then my parents had reached us and did their greetings so I set Gideon down and we both wiped our eyes, then I hugged my mother and when I hugged my dad he escort izmit actually lifted me up off the ground. "I love you dad, thank you." "I love you too son," he whispered in my ear, "you're welcome." He finally set me down and we both wiped our eyes. The family had all brought carryon luggage so we made our way outside and caught a cab to take us the 13 miles to South East Regional Airport where we'd landed the Beech. We got to South East in about 20 minutes. "New plane dad," my father commented as we approached the shiny new aircraft and my gramps responded accordingly. Dad already knew that of course. Grandpa, Belinda May and I had flown to Wichita in September and picked up a new Beechcraft King Air, a 10 passenger twin turbo prop plane, and flown it home. Of course, I got to fly a good part of the two plus hour trip. Overall it wasn't much different than his older plane, just bigger is all. "Left side," my grandfather said as everybody buckled in. I looked askance at him. He nodded his head, "go ahead son, you can do this." In essence he was giving me the go ahead to take us out and take us up. I put on the headphones, did all the pre-flight check, fired it up and contacted the tower and got permission to taxi out and started moving. "Holy shit," my little brother exclaimed loudly, "Colt's flying the goddamn plane?" My mother shushed him but didn't correct his language. I was nervous as fuck, not because of flying but because my family was all there. All in all, it went off without a hitch and an hour later gramps landed us back home but not before flying by his house. From the air it was impressive as fuck. The house was perched on a small plot of rock that jutted out from the side of the mountain. Try and picture an "h". It sat on the arm of the h, away from the side of the mountain. I say mountain but it might have been a hill although the altimeter read 5000 feet. It didn't matter much because either way it was a sheer drop of about 1000 feet to floor of the valley below it. It reminded me of pictures of monasteries in Asia and sometimes Europe. The house was huge, 2 stories made of wood and stone and pretty much took up most of the surface of the rock outcropping that it sat on. A wooden bridge covered the 20 foot gap from the mainland to the house. The front of the house was practically all glass and I could understand why because the view would be nothing short of amazing. A stone wall had been built into the rock and rose up to create a 3 foot high wall around the entire area. An open patio type of area nestled between the house and the cliff edge. Going over the wall was a straight shot straight down to the valley floor. To prevent that, steel poles atop of the foot thick wall were spaced 15 feet apart and had 3 rows of wire running through them to prevent anyone from accidentally falling yet not interfere with the view. "It's beautiful dad," my mom said. A few minutes later he put us down at the small airfield in the town close to where the ranch was. Smokey met us in a new Suburban with the ranch logo emblazoned on the doors. Gramps bought new vehicles every year. Last year was the trucks, this year the Suburban's. "Damn Smokey," my dad said when he saw my lover, "you've grown a bit since I last saw you. It's good to see you" He extended his hand which the hunky teen took. "Yessir, I reckon I have. Good to see you again too sir." "How's Mack doing?" Mack was Smokey's father and had been my dad's mentor when he did his stint on the ranch. "Real good sir, he says he's glad you're home and he's looking forward to tipping a few and talking story." "I'm looking forward to it as well Smokey." Smokey acknowledged the statement then Dad introduced him to my little brother and re-introduced him to mom. "Nice to see you again ma'am," he said in his slow cowboy drawl. He wasn't putting it on either, that was just Smokey. "You know, I've got a little brother `bout your age Gideon and I think you two would get along right fine. I'd be happy to introduce you?" Gideon didn't answer right away but was giving it some thought, which is what Gideon always did. He seemed to factor in all manner of possible options and their ramifications before giving an answer. Smokey, bless his heart, waited. He and my little brother were very much alike in that characteristic. After a good 15 seconds Gideon said, "That would be cool, I'd like that." "I can't believe you flew the plane," my mother said as we headed back to the ranch. "Yeah izmit escort I know, me too sometimes. Grampa let me fly the old plane the first day I was here. We try and go up at least 3 times a week." We continued to talk, Gideon staying quiet but huggled up to my other side about as close as anyone could be. At the house Dad told Smokey he'd call down after supper. As we crossed over the bridge to the house Gideon commented on the waterfall and the pool below it. "Can you swim in there," he asked. My dad started to say something but my mom smacked him on the arm. "Don't you dare Colton James Koregan." My grandpa laughed but said it was mountain spring water and thus very cold. Gideon responded quickly, which was out of character for him. "So you're saying it would shrink my stuff til next Spring." "Gideon," my mother said, apparently shocked that my 10 year old brother would know or even understand such stuff." Somehow women didn't get that boys learn that shit very early. Gramps and my dad laughed, as did I, and Belinda May was clearly amused. "That's what you learn in private school mom," Gideon said, nonplussed which got even more laughter. Inside we gave them the tour and mom will you jack off for me. I'm dying to see what it looks like. I'll even suck your cock if you'll let me and you don't have to suck mine. Can I Colt, can I suck your cock?" "I'd be sad if you didn't Giddy," I said as I rolled onto my back. My little brother slid down the bed alongside me and took hold of my cock for the first time. "Goddamn Colt," he whispered, "It's so big and so hard. You're way bigger than any of my friends," he said proudly. "I bet they would love to suck you too." I wondered what he'd say if he saw Smokey's hard cock. Then I wondered briefly how that might happen and realized that I wanted it to happen. I wanted for my brother to see both Smokey and Stormy naked and all of us doing stuff together. It kind of made my cock throb just thinking about it. Gideon started to suck my cock, retracting my foreskin back to get at the head. He did a credible job, taking about a third of me into his mouth. I had grown some over the past 5 months. Maybe not a lot but Smokey and Stormy noticed it. I wasn't at 6 inches yet but was closing in on it. "Oohhh god Giddy," I groaned. It had been hot seeing Stormy's sweet mouth wrapped around my cock but seeing my own little brother's mouth doing the same thing surpassed hotness. I could hear Gideon moaning softly to himself as his head bobbed up and down on my cock. Two things were apparent. One was that this wasn't his first time with a dick in his mouth. Two; he loved it. Gideon stroked me while he sucked me, yet another little surprise and not only that his little finger and ring finger were both poking at my balls while he did it. I felt my body start to change and knew that it wouldn't take long before I was spewing sperm like a runaway water hose. That made it decision time which took about a nanosecond to make so I stopped him. "I want to suck on your cock before I cum Gideon," I whispered, my voice laden with lust. Gideon stopped and moved back up alongside me and when I started to slide down the bed he stopped me. "Another thing I want to learn is how to be a good kisser." That said he put his mouth against mine and began to kiss me. He started out slow but got into a full, mouth open kiss, my brother pushing his tongue into my mouth. We finally broke it off and it was my turn to slide down the bed. "You got a great looking boner Gideon," I said, praising him and I swear, he beamed with pride. I took hold of him to squeeze and stroke him same as he had done to me. I thought that my little brother might be slightly bigger than Stormy although without the two being side by side it was hard to tell. It also looked like his balls had started to drop and of course, there wasn't a single solitary hair in sight. I felt him up, I stroked him then without asking, moved down, leaned over and place my mouth over my little brother's cock and started to suck him off. His little body went rigid for a second before relaxing and a deep groan emanated from deep in his throat accompanied by, "Oh fuck Colt." I bobbed up and down on him, reveling in the taste and feel of him. I let my free hand move to his tender young immature balls to fondle the eggs and tug gently on them. I peeled his foreskin back and licked all over the sensitive swollen head before going back to sucking him. After izmit kendi evi olan escort a solid 3 minutes of sucking my little brother I stopped and moved back alongside him and we kissed again, just as deeply as the last time. "Will you make the sperm for me Colt, please will you?" "Of course I will Gideon. With a boner this hard I gotta do something to make it go away." I didn't bother to mention that a single cumming might not do the trick. I took hold of my cock and began the process and Gideon watched with a ferocious intensity. He asked if there was something he could do and I suggested that he play with my balls. "I love having that done too Colt but I also love doing it. I think balls are so cool." "I do too Giddy, I love balls," I told him and he got a huge grin, thrilled it seemed that we had that in common. I worked my dick like always, sliding my foreskin back and forth over the head. It didn't take long and I'm sure that a big part of that was because Gideon was involved too. "Here it comes Giddy," I finally said. I kept my cock head exposed and just in time. The first jet of white goo shot up onto my chest and a sort of spitting motion. It was followed by a longer stream of stuff that left a 4 inch slash on my torso. That was followed by a smaller jet then 2 or 3 burps of sperm then oozing. I went back to moving my foreskin over the head and shivered at the feelings that shot through my body. "That was fucking amazing Colt," my brother said excitedly. He put his finger in the puddle and did the rub sniff taste test and declared that it wasn't too bad. "Oh man Colt thank you for showing me stuff. I hope we can do more of it." "You're welcome Gideon it was fun for me to and yeah, we can do it again." He grinned then leaned over me for a kiss but stayed there, his mouth pressed against mine. I could feel his boner pressed against my hip and thought he may have actually ground it against me. He finally moved away. "I gotta get this stuff cleaned up," I told him then crawled out of bed and went into the bathroom, returning a few minutes later to find him resting there, propped up on elbow while his other hand worked at his hard cock. "Want me to jack you off Giddy," I asked him and got a big head nod. I grabbed some lube from my nightstand and poured some into my hand. Gideon wanted to know what that was and I told he'd see. He lay back and I took hold of him with a finger and thumb then wrapped my hand around his stiff flesh. He jerked a moment from the cold then jerked again as I began working my slipper hand up and down on his raging boner. "Holy shit Colt, how come I never heard of this?" He didn't really want an answer and I didn't provide one. I was laying beside him, propped up on my elbow and looking down on his sweet young face. I felt a huge surge of love roar through my body and without thinking I lowered my head and kissed him on the mouth, which he wasn't expecting. It only took a second before his arms went around my neck and we began kissing like lovers, tongues and all. It didn't take very long before he broke the kiss. "I think I'm close Colt, really close," he said in a husky voice. He was right about that for less than 30 seconds later he cried out, thrust his hips off the bed and began shaking like a dog shitting razor blades. I kept it up for about a half minute before Gideon giggled and moved away from me. "It tickles too much Colt." I told him I knew just what he meant. At that he rolled back against me and we hugged and kissed some more. "That was awesome Colt, thanks." "I thought so too Giddy," I said then rolled away and turned off my bedside light and rolled back into him. Snuggling up with my little brother was pretty much like snuggling with Stormy. I loved the feel of his smaller body in my arms, the warmth and the fragrance of him. I felt at peace somehow. "Colt," he said quietly against my chest." I responded with an Uhmm. "I want you to fuck me. Not tonight but before we leave. I really am a gay boy and I know it and I want to be fucked really bad but I want you to be the first and I want it to mean something. I love you so much Colt and miss you so bad that I cry myself to sleep sometimes." I could say that I was stunned but I really wasn't, at least not about the fucking part. I never realized how much my little brother meant to me but I knew I felt the same way about him. Not the crying myself to sleep but how much I loved him and missed him. "I would be honored to be your first lover sweet boy. We'll talk more in the morning." He settled into me, hugged me then relaxed then yawned. I thought he was asleep but as I was drifting off I heard, very faintly, "I love you Colt," followed by a weak hug. My heart melted.