As promised, I will now tell you about the weekend I spent with Britt’s family. I met the entire Becker family, but the one member that sticks out in my mind is Britt’s gay brother Brian. I guess I’ll start when I meet Britt when we moved into our dorm room.
I had finished unloading my car and was putting the last of my clothes in the dresser. It was the Saturday before I started my freshman year of college. I was both nervous and excited about starting this new chapter of my life.
I had come out as gay to my family in my junior year of high school. After the initial shock wore off, my parents were mostly supportive. I had promised myself that I was going to be up front with my new roommate and tell him that I was gay as soon as I could. We had emailed and texted each other a few times, but I knew that it would be best to break this news in person.
I was making my bed as I heard the door to the room open. I turned around to see the most gorgeous man I have ever seen walk in. He stood about 6’ with brown wavy hair and beautiful brown eyes to match. He was wearing shorts and a tight t-shirt that highlighted every one of his muscles perfectly. Damn, it would be much easier to live with an ugly guy that I wasn’t attracted to.
He flashed a sexy smile, “You must be Zane.” He held out his hand, “I’m Britton Becker, you can call me Britt.”
I shook his hand and gave Britt a dopey grin, “You can call me Zane.” Oh God, that was so lame, of course he would call me Zane, there was no short version of my name. I felt my face heat up.
He chuckled, “Okay. It’s nice to meet you.”
I took a deep breath and regained my composure, “It’s nice to meet you too. I have all my things unloaded already; do you want some help carrying your things up.”
He flashed that killer smile again, “Yeah, I would appreciate that.”
Four trips later, Brit was putting his clothes away and making his bed. I was starting to relax as we talked and got better acquainted. Britt was a really nice guy, and I was just waiting for the right time to tell him my little secret. I knew the sooner the better, that way if he had a problem with it, we would both have time to find new roommates.
After we had finished unpacking and setting up our room, we went to the dining hall for dinner and returned to our room. As we continued to get to know each other, Britt asked if I had a girlfriend. I took a deep breath, “No, I prefer to date guys.” I exhaled as I waited for his reaction.
He paused for a moment, then said, “You’re gay?”
I nodded, “Is that going to be a problem?”
He smiled that infectious smile and said, “No, my last roommate was gay too.”
I asked, “You had a roommate before you got to college?”
He chuckled, “Yeah, I shared a room with my younger brother, Brian.”
I said, “Your brother is gay?”
Britt grinned, “I should introduce him to you sometime.”
I sighed, “If he is as goodlooking as you are, I would love to meet him.”
He chuckled, “Me and all my brothers look alike. We look like our dad.”
I asked, “All your brothers? How many brothers do you have?”
He held out his hand and started to count on his fingers, “There are six of us. Brady is the oldest, then there’s Brandon, me, Brian, Braxton and Brock.”
I laughed, “Six, and your names all start with Br?”
Britt rolled his eyes, “Yep, Bruce and Brenda are creatures of habit.”
I asked, “What is the age difference?”
He sighed, “There is about 12 to 15 months between each of us. When Brady was a senior in high school, there was one of each of us in grades 7 through 12.”
I said, “Wow, I hope you didn’t have any sisters.”
He laughed, “No, I think mom wanted a girl but after Brock was born, she was just too tired to try anymore.”
I shook my head, “I don’t blame her, your house must have been crazy with six teenage boys.”
Britt nodded, “Oh yeah, there was never a dull moment. Do have any brother or sisters?”
I said, “Just one younger sister.”
Britt told me a little more about growing up in a big family and I told him about my family. He decided he was going to take a shower before we went to bed. Instead of grabbing a change of clothes and going to the bathroom, he stripped down to his birthday suit in the middle of our room.
He caught me staring and said, “Sorry, but I guess me and my brothers were never shy about being naked, if you would prefer, I can undress in the bathroom.”
I swallowed hard and tried to look Britt in the eyes and not at other things that were just hanging there, I squeaked out, “If you are okay with it, so am I.”
He grinned, “I’m good. Just remember, you can look, but you can’t touch.”
Through my suddenly dry throat, I croaked, “I won’t touch, but don’t be mad if there is a tent in my bed every night.”
He laughed as he looked at the bulge that was already visible in my shorts. He then said, “Actually, this is first time I think I have ever taken a shower alone.”
I gave him a puzzled look, he continued, “My parents built a new house about the time Brady got into Jr. high. We had outgrown our small house; there were three of us in each of the bedrooms. Dad decided that two to a room was fine, but he built the bathroom to resemble a locker room.”
I laughed, “Like a high school locker room?”
He nodded, “Yep, we had a big shower on one wall with three shower heads, a three-bowl sink, a regular toilet and urinal. In the morning before school there were usually two or three of us taking a shower, while the others were brushing our teeth or shaving.” He chuckled, “There was also a good chance someone was pissing and another one was shitting.” He rolled his eyes, “none of us grew up shy, we just had to deal with it of we wanted to be on time.”
I chuckled, “I guess it’s all very practical.”
He sighed, “We all usually walked from our bedrooms to the bathroom naked too. Mom tried to get us to cover up, she even got us all robes one year for Christmas. I don’t think any of us have ever worn those robes though.”
I realized that Britt was still standing the middle of our room, buck naked. I wasn’t complaining mind you, but I was just amazed at it all seemed so natural to him. He threw a towel over his shoulder and walked to the bathroom. Damn, his ass was just as fine as his front.
He said over his shoulder, “By the way, I sleep in the nude too, I hope you don’t mind.”
I was relieved that my coming out to Britt went so well. After he finished his shower, I worked up my courage and stripped in the middle of the room, just as he had done and went to take my shower. I walked to my bed after my shower and didn’t bother to put any underwear on.
He raised an eyebrow as I pulled back my covers to get into bed, I sighed, “If you can’t beat ‘em, join ‘em.”
He laughed and we have been comfortable being naked in front of each other ever since. I have kept my promise not to touch, but I sure have enjoyed looking.
Britt and I settled into college life and soon we were making more friends. Quinn lived across the hall from us and was soon spending a lot of time in our room. We met Wes during one of our workouts. He lived in the same dorm but lived on the floor above us. Drew lived down the hall and was kind of kicked out of his room when his roommate was with a girl. Drew was the quiet type and wasn’t the best at standing up for himself. We are trying to help him work on that.
The five of us spent a lot of time together, and just like with Britt, I told them all that I was gay at my first opportunity. I’m not sure Quinn believed me, but they were all supportive and I never flaunted my sexuality or talked about the few dates that I did have. I just let them talk about all the girls they were seeing.
We made it through our first year of classes and when we all returned for our sophomore year, Britt and I were once again roommates. Quinn and Wes also stayed with the roommates they had the first year. Poor Drew got another jerk to share his room with, so he was always hanging out with me and Britt. We didn’t mind; Quinn and Wes were usually in our room too. I think Britt was used to having lots of guys around, and I didn’t exactly hate being around hot guys, even though there was probably no chance of anything sexual happening. Well, I didn’t think there was a chance, but you already know about that pool party.
This is when we started to play our weekly poker games. Except Wes, the rest of us were broke college students. Wes’s family had a lot of money from some invention of his grandfather; it was some kind of valve that none of us knew anything about. Wes didn’t act like any spoiled rich kid I knew, but sometimes, he really didn’t understand why we couldn’t go away for the weekend at the drop of a hat. He would often treat us to pizza though; we tried not to take advantage of him.
A few weeks after Christmas break, maintenance discovered a leaking pipe in our building. We were notified that we would have to leave the dorm for a weekend so they could repair it. I called my parents to let them I would be home for the weekend, but they told me they were going out of town to visit my mom’s sister. I told Britt about it after I ended my call with mom.
Britt said, “Hey, why don’t you come home with me?”
I chuckled, “Thanks, but I think I can take care of myself.”
He smiled, “I know you can, but it will be boring being all alone. My mom has been asking why I haven’t invited you to meet the family anyway.”
I suddenly thought about Britt’s five brothers and how meeting them might just be an interesting weekend. I said, “I’m sure your mom doesn’t want another mouth to feed.”
He pulled out his phone and called his mom, “Hey mom, they are closing the dorm this weekend to fix a water leak. You don’t mind of I bring Zane home with me, do you?”
He grinned and handed me his phone, “Mom wants to talk to you.”
I sighed and rolled my eyes, “Hi Mrs. Becker. Okay, hi Brenda.”
I shook my head as I listened and Britt stood back and giggled. I said, “If you’re sure it’s no problem. Yes. Thank you. I will see you Friday night.”
Britt was laughing, “When mom speaks, you obey. I guess I should have told you that.”
I shrugged, “It’s okay, I guess I am a little curious about your family anyway. Will all your brothers be there?”
He nodded, “Yeah, they are all coming home to watch Braxton and Brock’s basketball game. They are playing the team that they lost to in last year’s playoffs. I was going home even before they closed the dorm.”
We were told that they were turning the water off at noon, and we were to be out of the dorm by 5. Britt and I were done with classes at 3, so by 3:30 we were packed and on the road. It was about a 3-hour drive, we were going to go straight to the gym to watch the basketball game.
By the time we arrived the game had already started. As we walked into the school, we were greeted by a man standing at the door to the gym.
He grinned, “Well, the final Becker brother has arrived. Britton, how are you.”
Britt smiled, “I’m good Mr. Parker. Better late than never, right?” He pointed at me, “This is my friend from college, Zane.” He turned to me, “This is Mr. Parker, the school’s principal.”
Mr. Parker said, “It’s good to meet you Zane, and it’s good to see you again, Britton. The game just started; you better get in there and cheer on Braxton and Brock.”
Just as we walked into the gym, I saw a player, who looked just like Britt passing the ball to another Britt look-a-like. He took a three-point shot and the crowd cheered.
Britt yelled, “Way to go Braxton.” He turned to me, “That’s my little brother.”
I laughed, “Really, I couldn’t tell.”
We walked to the bleachers, and it didn’t take long to see three more Britt look-a-likes, a very attractive petite lady and an older Britt look-a-like. They were still cheering the last play on the court.
The lady smiled and waved as Britt, and I joined the rest of his family. He quickly pointed down the row, Brian, Brady, Bruce, Brenda and Brandon. Everyone this is Zane.”
Brock then made a shot, and we all cheered again. Brenda turned to me and smiled, “Excuse Britt, he should made better introductions than that. It’s nice to meet you.”
I laughed, “It’s okay, after living with him for a year, I’m used to it. And it is nice to meet you too, thank you for inviting me.”
There was another big play, so we all turned our attention to the game. The score went back and forth, and the game ended when Brock hit another three-pointer at the buzzer. Everyone filed out of the gym in a very good mood. Bruce said, “We are stopping to pick up pizza, we’ll see you guys all back at the house.
As Britt and I were driving to his house, I asked, “How old are your parents?"
He said, “Dad turned 39 in December, mom will be 39 in April.”
I said, “Wow, they started having kids early.”
He chuckled, “Yep, Brady was born right after dad turned 19, mom was still 18. Dad told us that he and mom had fun during their senior prom and have been paying for that fun for the last 21 years.”
I laughed, “You were right, you guys all look like your dad. I can’t believe a petite woman like your mom gave birth to all you big thugs.”
Britt rolled his eyes, “we weren’t born this big, you know.”
I laughed again, “I know, I know.”
As we walked into the house, Britt made more formal introductions. I just looked at each of them, while they all wore their hair a bit different, they did look alike, one just slightly older than the other. When Britt introduced Brian, it seemed like he held my hand a bit longer than his brothers. I would be lying if I said I didn’t check him out a little bit more than others. He had the same sweet smile as Britt.
A few minutes later, Bruce and Brenda walked in with 5 large pizzas and a case of beer. Brady was the only one legally able to drink, but Bruce said, as long as none us left the house, we could have a beer. Braxton and Brock soon joined us; Brenda made it clear that they would have to drink soda until they were in college.
We dug into the pizza and beer, and I just sat there amazed at how fast it disappeared. Everyone was teasing each other; I can’t remember the last time I laughed so hard. After the pizza was gone and most of the beer was drank, we all headed off to bed.
Just as Britt had described, there were three bedrooms and a large locker room type bathroom down the hall. Bruce and Brenda’s room was on the other side of the house. I’m sure that was by design when they built the house.
Brian followed Britt and I into his bedroom. Brian said, “I just need to grab a blanket, then I’ll be out of your hair.”
I said, “I’m sorry I’m taking your bed.”
He smiled, “No problem, I’ll bunk out on the couch in the family room. It won’t be the first time; it’s SOP in our house when one of us has a guest over.” God, they all had the same sweet smile.
As Britt and I were getting undressed to go to bed, Braxton walked into the room, completely naked and pulled some clothes out of the dresser. He shrugged, “I moved into this room when Brian left for college. I forget to take some clothes to Brock’s room tonight before the game.”
Britt chuckled as I watched the same sexy butt walk out of the room. He said, “I told you, we aren’t modest around here.”
I sighed, “Yes, you did. You did tell them about me, didn’t you?”
He nodded, “Of course.”
As we stripped, I saw Brandon walk by, also naked, and then I heard the shower turn on. Britt and I climbed into bed and we were soon sleeping. The next morning, I woke to more Britt look-a-likes parade by the door on their way to use the bathroom. Britt was right, no one was shy. All five of his brothers had the same sexy ass and beautiful cock as he did.
I heard Brenda yell, “Breakfast in half an hour.”
Britt and I got out of bed and dressed. His brothers all began filing down the hall to the kitchen, Brian walked in from the family room.
Brenda was standing at a large commercial type griddle, scooping up a huge pile of hash browns into two bowls. She was also frying a few dozen eggs, and I have no idea how many pounds of bacon and sausage.
She said over her shoulder, “Brady, get the plates, Brandon grab the glasses. Britt, set out the silverware, Brian get the salt and pepper. Braxton get me the serving plate for the eggs and Brock, hand me that platter for the bacon and sausage. Bruce, grab the extra chair.”
All seven men snapped into action, following her orders without question. I asked, “Brenda, is there anything I can do to help?”
She smiled, “Thank you Zane, you can get the milk out of the fridge, please.”
I went to the large refrigerator, again, it appeared to be a commercial appliance. I saw four full gallons of milk and one that was about half full. I grabbed the open gallon and set it on the table.
Brenda turned around and gave me a sweet smile, she chuckled, “Oh Zane honey, you will need at least two more gallons for this crew.”
I felt me face turn red, Brian smiled, “It’s okay, we know it’s your first time.” Now I know my face is red.
Britt chuckled as he hit Brian in the shoulder and said, “Behave.”
Brian gave me a wink, and we all sat down at the table to eat. Just like the night before, the food disappeared far faster than it took for Brenda to make it. Brenda certainly ran a well-oiled machine, and just as Britt had told me, when she speaks, everyone listens. I was still amazed that this petite, 5’5” woman, who probably only weighed 110 pounds keep a house full of 6’ 200-pound men under control.
Like before breakfast, everyone pitched in and cleared the table and loaded the dishwasher. Brenda immediately began working on lunch.
Britt was going to show me around town, and we were going to stop at his dad’s auto repair shop. His grandfather started it over thirty years ago and Bruce had taken over a couple of years ago. He recently added a tire shop and a parts store to expand the business. Britt told me that Brock wanted to start a body repair shop when he was out of high school. He was already enrolled in the local community college.
After we went back home for lunch, we met with some of Britt’s high school friends. They were just as nice as Britt, and we decided to go out for dinner that night. Britt, of course, called Brenda to let her know we wouldn’t be home for dinner.
It was a nice day for January, and a lot of snow had melted. As we left the restaurant to return home, we walked across the parking lot to get into the car. A car drove by and went through a pothole. Of course, the pothole was full of water and just like in some cheesy comedy movie, I was drenched in melted snow.
Britt tried not to laugh, but it was just too funny. He asked, “Are you okay?”
I sighed, “Yeah, I’m fine. I think I would like to go change my clothes though.”
He was still laughing, “I think that’s probably a good idea.”
He pulled a blanket out of the trunk so we could try to keep his seats dry. We said goodbye to his friends and drove home.
As we walked in, Brenda said, “Oh my goodness Zane, what happened?”
Between laughing fits, Britt explained what happened. She rolled her eyes at Britt and said, “Go get out of those clothes, I will throw them into the washer for you.”
I said, “Thank you, if you don’t mind, I think I will take a shower too.”
She said, “Of course, the towels are in the cabinet by the shower.”
Britt said, “I’m going to go watch some TV with dad.”
I wasn’t sure where the rest of the brothers were, but I didn’t see any as I walked down the hall. I was a little relieved to be the only one in the bathroom. Like Britt had described, there were three shower heads along the back wall. There was no shower curtain, the shower was in full view if the rest of the bathroom. Oh well, I really needed a shower. I found a towel, stripped and walked under the shower. I turned when I heard the door open, Brenda walked in and started to pick up my clothes to wash them.
I instinctively covered myself as she gathered my clothes. She chuckled, “I have been seeing naked boys every day for the last twenty years, Zane, but thanks for at least making an attempt.”
Just as I felt the heat leave my face, the door opened again and Brock walked in. He said, “Oh, it’s you in here. I didn’t even know that door closed. I have to piss, is that okay?”
I said, “Sure, no problem.”
Brock did his business and washed his hands and walked out without closing the door. I guess old habits are hard to break. I suppose it really didn’t matter anyway, just about everyone in the house has seen me naked by this time.
I turned around and started to shampoo my hair. As I was rinsing it out of my hair, I heard another voice, “Do you mind if I join you?”
I turned to see Brian standing there, already naked. I swallowed hard, “Sure, there is plenty of room.”
Brian grinned, “I meant the same shower.” He stepped under the same shower head as I was using. I felt a hard cock brush against my thigh. I suddenly noticed that my own dick was at full mast. Brian grinned as he turned me to face him, our two hard poles rubbed together.
Without either of us saying a word, we began to kiss. Our tongues started to dance as I reached around and grabbed his ass cheeks, and he started to stroke my manhood. I was suddenly lost in the fantasy that I had been having for the last year and a half. It wasn’t Britt, but I figured it was the closest I was going to get.
Brian was an amazing kisser and the way he was stroking my cock was just as amazing, he had a gentle but firm touch. His ass was so taught and felt just as great as I had always imagined Britt’s ass would feel. I’m not sure how long we kissed, but I was a bit disappointed when Brian pulled back.
He smiled, “That was nice, when I first saw your lips, I knew you would be a good kisser.”
I blushed, “Thanks, you are pretty good at it too.”
Brian said, “How about I help you wash your back… and your front… oh hell, I’ll wash everything for you.”
I chuckled, “You can wash anything you want.”
He gave me another quick kiss as he began to soap me up. After he washed my chest and everything else on my front side, he spun me around. He washed my back as he rubbed his erection up and down the crack of my ass. I closed my eyes and just enjoyed the sensation.
Brian kissed the back of my neck as he rinsed the soap from my body. I took the soap from him and washed him just as thoroughly as he had washed me. We kept sneaking in kisses at every chance we got, I did tell you he was a good kisser right?
As the last of the suds swirled down the drain, Brian smiled as he ran his hands down my chest. He grinned, “I’ve never been with a guy that has more hair than I do. It is so sexy.”
I blushed again and planted another kiss on those oh so kissable lips. Brian broke our kiss and kissed my neck, then my chest and I swallowed hard when continued down my abs and then ran his tongue across the head of my swollen manhood. He looked up at me with those sexy eyes and then swallowed my pole and my nuts were soon resting on his chin.
My hands instinctively went to the back of his head as I closed my eyes to enjoy the best blow job I had received in my limited gay experience. I was shaken from lust filled stupor when I heard, “Oh shit, sorry, I don’t mean to interrupt, but I have to pee.”
My eyes flew open to see Britt standing there with a huge grin on his face. Brian didn’t even pause to acknowledge his brother and I froze. Britt simply walked to the urinal and did his business and washed up, he was still grinning as he looked over his shoulder as he walked out of the bathroom.
I’m not sure if it was being caught by Britt, or that Brian was so skilled, but I felt my cum-filled nuts start to churn. I pulled Brian up for a kiss and of course, I wanted to return the favor. I have wanted to taste that cock ever since he joined me in the shower.
I went to my knees and devoured that luscious cock. Brian gasped, “Holy shit.” I was glad I was giving him as much pleasure as he had given me. At least that is what I hope he meant by his comment. Brian confirmed it when he pulled me up and said, “You had me close. Let’s go to the bedroom.”
I wasn’t going to argue; we quickly dried off and went the room that Britt and Brian shared. Brian put a sock over the doorknob and pulled the door shut. He shrugged, “That was our signal when we had friends over.”
I smiled as a I grabbed Brian and pulled him on top of me and onto the bed. Our hard cocks leaked precum all over each other as we kissed until our lips were raw. Brian rotated and we were sucking each other like newborn calves getting their first meal. Brian worked a finger into the crack of my ass. I definitely wanted more than his finger; I spread my legs to give him the hint.
He took the hint and soon pushed inside of me and then added a second finger. I was in heaven; I let Brian’s dick fall from my mouth and pulled my legs up. Once again, he took the hint and released my cock and moved to lick my eager hole. My eyes rolled back in my head as he began to tongue fuck me.
As much as I was loving the tongue in my ass, I suddenly was craving more. I heard words coming out of my mouth, but I’m sure I was just babbling gibberish. Thankfully, Brian knew exactly what I wanted. He chuckled as he positioned himself between my legs and came in for another kiss. He continued to kiss as I felt his steel pole penetrate my most intimate opening.
I let out a deep breath when I felt his nuts slap against my ass. Our kissing only became more passionate as Brian began to piston in and out. My legs were on top of his shoulders and I grabbed his hips to speed up his thrusts. I guess I was in the mood to be pounded, and Brian was only too happy to oblige my whim.
He was hitting my sweet spot with every stroke, I knew I wasn’t going to last long. I still had my death grip on Brian’s hips as I felt the cum churning in my nuts. From the sounds that Brian was making, I think he was getting close to climax too. We still had not broken our kiss as I felt my cock begin to twitch.
Brian let out a final grunt, and we both released our essence. Mine was all over our stomachs and Brian’s was flooding my guts. Brian went limp as he melted into a sweaty heap on top of me. We were both trying to catch our breath. He gave me a final kiss as he rolled to my side.
I said, “Wow.”
Brian chuckled, “Yeah, that about sums it up. Britt was right, he said I would like you.”
It was my turn to chuckle, “I’ll have to thank him for introducing us.”
We ran across the hall for another quick shower and then back to the bedroom. Even though it was a single bed, we decided there was room enough to share. Just as we crawled under the covers, Britt knocked lightly on the door.
“Is it safe to come in?”
We laughed, Brian said, “Yes, but you have two roommates tonight. By the way, you need to stay in your own bed.”
Britt rolled his eyes as he walked in and stripped, he said, “No problem, you two need to stay in our own bed too.”
I’m sure I looked guilty the next morning as we all walked into the kitchen for breakfast. Brenda was making pancakes as she started to direct all the boys to set the table just as the morning before. I was sure everyone knew what Brian and I had done, but thankfully, no one said a word about it.
We all helped with dishes and after a lunch of sandwiches, Brady, Brandon, Brian, Britt and I were all getting ready to head back to college. After Britt and I had our bags in the car, we began to say our goodbyes.
I thanked Brenda and Bruce for letting me stay the weekend and Brenda gave me a hug and said I was welcome anytime. Brady, Brandon, Braxton and Brock all shook my hand as we all said it was nice to meet each other.
Brian grinned when I turned to him. To my surprise, he wrapped me in a hug and then gave me a big kiss. I felt my face begin to burn, I’m sure it had never been redder in my life.
He said, “Be sure to let me know when you are coming for another visit.”
I just nodded and couldn’t even look at the rest of the family, but I heard several chuckles. Brit was still laughing as we walked to his car. We pulled out of the drive and started on our way.
He said, “I think everyone liked you. Especially Brian.”
I sighed, “I liked everyone too, but I wasn’t expecting a goodbye like that from Brian.”
Britt laughed, “We don’t have many secrets in our house. Just so you know, the only time Brian kisses in front of the family is when he really likes the guy he’s with.”
The End.
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