Oh Brother!: Part 6 (Gay) (Patreon)

Not long later Beau and I are back in the living room.  We are showered and both had on a change of clothes.  We each wore a t shirt and shorts from my dresser.  For him the t shirt is long and baggy and the shorts had to cinched up as tight as the drawstring could go to fit around his slender waist.  Jesus Christ he was cute!  In that exact same way as when old girlfriend’s would wear my clothes.  Having his glasses on only added to the effect.  Beau being Beau he also helped himself to some of Cassie’s makeup and does himself up too.

The popcorn had been made and the drinks poured as I sit beside him with my hands clasped together nervously in a vain attempt to bargain.  “What about a nice comedy?  Everyone likes a comedy.”

“Nah.  I want a horror.”

“Action?  What about a Marvel movie?”

“Horror.”

The more I tried to talk him out of it the more adamant he was.  “Okay but…nothing too scary, okay?”

“Of course.  Something nice and tame.”  Beau says as he scroll through the horror movie options, his blue eyes glimmering with trouble.

“You are a lair.”  I groan, knowing he was looking for the scariest fucking thing he could find.  “I’m doomed.”

He laughs.  “Look at you!  I haven’t even chosen and you’re already shaking.”

“I don’t like scary stuff.”

He slaps my arm.  “I have got to take you down to the VR place.  They have this zombie game that you’d just love.”

“VR!?  Zombie!?  Nooooo!”

“Oh my God you are adorable.”  Leaning over he grabs the back of my head and pulls me into a kiss.  “You are going to be so much fun.”

I feel that funny flutter inside again.  It was still so strange for me kissing a buddy.  Not that I am complaining.  I watch as he scrolls through one blood soaked movie cover after another.  They all looked terrible!

“What about that one.”  I point.  “That doesn’t look so bad.”

“The Ring?”  He grins.  “Sure!”

“Ohhhh!  I chose I bad one, didn’t I?”  

“You’ve never seen it?  It’s old.”

“No, I haven’t.”  I grab a throw pillow and hug it to my chest.  “I hate this!”

He looks at me then throws his head back and laughs.  “Oh my God!  I’ve never seen anybody so scared of a movie they haven’t even seen yet.”

“I can’t help it.  They just…get me.”  I grumble.  “If I have nightmares I swear I’ll…do something.”

“Oooo, I’m shaking.”

“This isn’t so bad though, is it?”

“Calm down babe.”  Babe?  “It was scary for the time but it’s not the worst thing out there.”

“Okay.”

“You can hold my hand if you need to.”

“Thank you.”

“Pffff!  I was fucking joking!  Are you serious?”

“Oh.  Yeah of course.”  I laugh nervously.  “I knew that.”

He turns and looks at me.  “We don’t have to watch this if it’s that big of a deal.”

“No, it was your choice.  I’ll…manage.”

He grips my arm.  “That’s the spirit.”

Beau gets up and closes the blinds tight then heads for the lamp.

“What are you doing?”

“You can’t watch a horror with the lights on.”

“Ohhhhh.”  I groan, to which he giggles delightedly.

The room dark Beau hurries back and hops onto the sofa beside me.  Tucking his feet up under him, effortlessly cute, he grabs the bowl of popcorn and starts the movie.  I sit, clutching my pillow like a life preserver, and watch the opening scene.  It was just two girls talking, didn’t seem so bad…five minutes later I am peeking over pillow.

“Why is the TV on?”

“Shhh.”

“Who is turning it on?”

“Shhh!”

A minute later.  “Why is there water on the floor!?”

“Just watch.”

“No!  Don’t open the…AHHHH!”  I leap a foot off of the couch as the jump scare hits.  “Haahhhh!”  I whine.

“Ha ha ha ha!”  Beau roars.  “Oh my God, you are such a big baby.”

He grabs my neck and pulls me into his chest.  As he rubs a knuckle into my head I bury my face in his shirt.  “Can’t we watch something else?”

“Come on Ethan.”  He lets go of my neck and kisses my head.  “You can hold my hand if you need to.”

I take a deep breath and nod my head.  “Okay.”

Just then the doorbell rings.  Hallelujah!  Seeing my escape I spring up from the cough and hurry for the door.  “Don’t worry about pausing.”  I say, though I hear the movie stop anyway.  Happy for even a momentary reprieve I hurry to the door and open it up.  I see the short stout form of Natasha, Cassie’s friend, looking up at me through her thick round glasses.

“Oh, hey Nat.”  I grin.  Being a close friend of Cassie’s I’d met her a few times now and gotten to know her a little over the past few days.  I liked her.  She was nerdy, quirky, and really easy to get along with.  Today she wore green slacks and a matching blouse that hugged her pleasantly plump physique.  Physically she wasn’t the type that would draw attention walking down the street but she was a real cutie when you actually took the time to check her out.  Honestly I thought her a bit hotter than Cassie in her own unique way.  The easiest way to describe her would be to say she looked like a curvy black version of Velma from Scooby-Doo.

“Hi Ethan.”  She says brightly.  “Cassie told me I could come by to pick up my tablet.  She borrowed it yesterday.”

“She’s not home right now.”

“I know.”  Natasha laughs.  “I heard all about it.”  She peers past me into the darkened apartment.  A curious eyebrow raises.  “You guys were playing a video game?  Is Beau still here?”

“Yeah, we’re watching a movie now.”  I say glumly.  “It’s a horror movie.”

“Ooo!  Which one?”

“Ring.”

“The Ring?  Oh, classic.”  She motions to get past me.  “Mind if I grab the thing?”

“Oh yeah, of course.  Come on in.”  I step aside and let her pass.  I turn on the light in the entryway so she could see.  “I don’t know where it is.”

“I’ll find it.”  She walks around the corner into the living room and sees the screen.  “Oh, it’s just starting.  Hey Beau.”

“Hi Natasha.”  Beau’s naturally soft voice is even more effeminate than usual.

Nat stops in her tracks as she sees him.  She looks at me and then back to him again.  “That’s…a new look for you Beau.”

Shit.  I forgot all about the fact he was wearing my clothes.  I come around behind her and see the room with fresh eyes.  Popcorn, drinks, movie, a darkened room, him wearing my clothes…we couldn’t look like more of a couple if we tried.  I turn the nearby lamp on to make it less intimate.

“You like it?”  He laughs as he hold his arms out to show the ill fitting outfit off.  “Dummy there spilled coffee all over my white jersey.  I had to borrow some clothes while it washed.”

“Oh.”  She says, I could almost hear the disappointment in her voice.  It was then I remember what Beau had told me about Natasha, that she had a serious fetish for anything gay.  Specifically gay male.

“Hey, you want to stick around?”  Beau asks.  I give him a look but he ignores it.

“Um…”  She looks back and forth between us once more, clearly curious.  “…I wouldn’t be interrupting anything?”

“Like what?”  Beau asks with false innocence.  “What would you possibly be interrupting?”

“Oh, nothing.”  She says.  “Um…yeah, sure.  I love this movie.”  

I got the distinct impression that she was far more interested in us than the movie.  Probably the precise reason Beau asked her to stay, he had confessed to me that he wanted to mess with her upon finding out her taste in adult entertainment.  When I am sure Nat isn’t looking at me I shoot Beau a wink to let him know I was in on the joke.  His eyes twinkle with mischief.

“You want a drink?”  I ask as I head into the kitchen.

“Sure.”  She says.  “Anything sweet and fizzy.”

I grab her a cola and head back again.  She had taken her shoes off and was just moving to sit down when Beau puts his hand across the cushion beside him.  “This is Ethan’s spot.”

“Oh?”  She pauses.

“I have to hold his hand at the scary parts.”  Beau says.

“You…hold hands?”  Her voice is barely more than a whisper.

“I don’t like these movies.”  I confess.  “I know it’s kind of weird.”

He points at her and says sharply.  “Don’t you dare laugh at him.  He’s not good with scary movies.”

“No, no, no, no.”  She shakes her head.  “No, I understand.  It’s cool he holds your hand.  It’s…uh…cute.”

“I think so too.”  He smiles.  “Ethan’s all sorts of cute.”

“He is?”

“Don’t you think?”

“Sure.”  She says.  “Are you two…?”

“What?”

“Um…nothing.”

I hold in a chuckle.  Natasha was bursting at the seams to confirm her suspicions.  Suspicions that just happened to be dead on the money.

“So I hear you two have become fast friends?”  She says as we all take our seats, Beau and I on the sofa and her on the old recliner beside.

“Yeah.”  I say.  “Beau is pretty cool.”

“Ethan’s pretty cool too.”  He says back.  We look at each other and smile.  He then adds.  “For a straight boy.”  We both laugh.

“Riiiight.”  She says, straightening her glasses.  “What’s going on here?”

“What do you mean?”

“You two seem awfully cozy together.”

I straighten up and say gruffly.  “What are you suggesting?”

“Nothing, just…that you’re cozy.”

“Well…fuck.”  I slump and look to Beau.  “She caught us.”

“You…nosy…bitch.”  Beau berates her in his most offended voice, he rubs my back in a show of support.  “Ethan’s not out and now you’re going to be going around telling everyone.”

“NO!”  She peeps, horrified at the mere insinuation.  “No, I wouldn’t!  I would never, ever, ever…”  She then narrows her eyes.  “Are you two fucking with me?”

“Maybe.”  He says.

“You are.”  She chuckles…then, needing to make absolutely sure, asks.  “Right?”

“Yes.”  I nod as at the exact same time Beau shakes his head.  “No.”

“No.”  I shake my head as at the exact same time Beau nods.  “Yes.”

We both start laughing.

“You are fucking with me!”

“Ethan is as straight as an arrow.”  Beau insists.  “Why don’t you take off your shirt and see if he looks.”

“Beau!”  I say.

Portly, nerdy Natasha slowly grins as her eyes dart back and forth between us.  “I will if you two will.”

“What!?”  I exclaim.

“I like the way you think Nat.”  Beau says.  “I’m down.”

“Oh my God.”  I cover my face.

“You wanna see Nat’s tits Ethan?”  Beau slaps my arm.

“Well…I mean…” I glance over at Natasha’s thick voluptuous body. “…yeah, of course, but…”

“Spoken like a true straight boy.”  He giggles.

“You first.”  Nat says to Beau.

“Ethan first.”  Beau says back.

“Agreed.”  They both say together.

We had been playing a joke on Natasha, but suddenly I felt like the butt of it.  “Me?”

“You big guy.”  Beau says.  “Unless you want to keep watching the movie.”

“NO!  Ahem, I mean, no.”  I look left and right to see each of them watching me expectantly.  “Ah, fuck it.”  I peel my shirt off and drop it on the floor in front of me.  “There.”

“Hey…he’s pretty buff.”  Natasha smiles, her eyes gleaming with a strange intensity.  “Isn’t he Beau?”

Beau’s blue eyes check me out, up and down.  “He’s put together for a guy that doesn’t work out, I’ll give him that.”

“You’re just used to those gym bodies.”  I say as I flex.  “This is the real deal.”

This sets Beau into a fit of giggles.  Natasha gets up from her chair and hurries around to sit on the other side of me, I was now flanked by the pair of them.  Right away I notice Nat wasn’t so much looking at me but at Beau looking at me.

“He likes your body.”  She whispers to me with a big naughty grin.  It was the face of a woman watching her kink play out right before her eyes.  “Isn’t that wonderful?”

“Um, I guess?”  This was starting to get weird.

“Your turn.”  Beau prods Natasha.

“No, you first.”

“Nope, I said first.”

“Fine.”  She nibbles her lip.  “But…he has to take off your shirt for you.”

“Deal.”

“I never agreed…”

My voice fades as I notice Natasha already unbuttoning her green blouse.  After the first couple her very ample cleavage peeks through.  Continuing down soon the luscious brown of her soft belly is exposed as well.  She pulls back her blouse to reveal her buxom upper body.  I had been with full figured gals in the past and I always loved how soft they both looked and felt.  Removing the shirt she holds it out at arms length then drops it.

“Bra too.”  Beau says, not distracted by the exposed female flesh as I was.  “Ethan’s got his tits out, so should you.”

She laughs delightedly even as she is reaching back to unfasten her bra..  “He called your chest…tits.  Ha ha ha ha!  I love it.”

“I, uh, heard.”

Leaning forward she lets her tight white bra fall past her shoulders then pulls it off in the same manner as her shirt.  Out of the constraints of her bra her huge round tits hang heavy, her nipples are a darker shade of brown and the prominent nipples jutted out nearly half an inch.

“Nice boobs!”  I quip as I gawp at them openly.  They were the biggest I’d ever seen in person.

“Never mind them.”  She says urging me to look at Beau instead.  “What about his?”

“Ethan doesn’t think boys have titties.”  Beau says with mild indignity.  Reaching he gives my right pec a stiff slap.  “Says the guy with these fat Daddy milkers.”

“Ohhh.”  Natasha nearly swoons.  Her thick thighs press hard together.  “You call him Daddy!?”

“Ha ha ha ha!”  Beau holds his belly.  “No!  Ohhhh, hell no!”

“Aw, don’t say that…son.”  I tease.  “Ufff!”  He punches me in the gut, enough to feel but not hurt.

“I swear I’ll kill you if you call me that again.”

“Kill!?”

“Well…you’ll wish you were dead.”

“Threatening his own Dad.  I swear, kids these days have no…OOFFF!”  He punches me again, but I saw it coming and had prepared myself.  “Ha ha ha ha!”

“You’ll be crying for your Mommy when I’m done with you.”

“Now don’t bring your Grandmother into this young man!  HA HA HA!  OOF!”  

The pair of us are both laughing as Beau continues to assault me with harmless punches and slaps.

“OH MY GAAAWD!”  Natasha squeals.  “You two are so cute!”

“We’re just good buddies.”  Beau says.

“Yeah right!”  Natasha grins.  “Go ahead Ethan.  Take his shirt off.”

“Errr.”

“I swear, I swear to God almighty, I won’t breath a word of this to anybody.  Not even Cassie.”

“A word of what?”  Beau asks innocently.

“You know damn well what.”  She says.  “You two are crazy about each other.  I can see it.  You are madly in love!  Oh my God, this is so romantic!”

Beau and I look at each other and then back to Natasha.  Her lovely hazelnut eyes burned with a lust hot enough to melt steel.  Something was about to happen here and it wasn’t watching a movie!

Part 7