Corey begs his boyfriend, Brian, to pretend to be dating his sister, to please his, visiting, homophobic parents.
Be Careful What You Wish For
"It's just for the night," Corey pleaded with his boyfriend. "I don't like it either, but besides begging Jane to find somewhere else to sleep and finding a way to explain her absence to my parents, I don't know what else to do."
"I can't believe this." Brian told his boyfriend of eighteen months, "how have you still not told them about us, about you? You can't live your whole life hiding who you are. Why not set things right today, and come out to them? You're out to everybody else."
"You don't understand. They're very religious. They'll never accept it. Accept me. And today's not the day to try testing it. It's their 30th wedding anniversary next week. I don't want to be the one to spoil the the occasion for them."
Corey continued, "please, Brian, I don't know what else to do."
Brian was not happy at all. In fact, he was fuming inside. He was an out and proud gay man. Had come out when he was twelve-years-old. Already being exactly sure of who he was.
He had never hidden himself from anyone, it was one of the stipulations he had for being in a relationship with someone, 'I don't date closet cases!'.
But Corey's parents lived out of town, it never came up, and Corey was out to everyone else they knew. The fact that his boyfriend was begging him to hide their relationship, and pretend it didn't exist. To pretend that he was straight and in a relationship with Corey's own sister, to even share the bedroom with her overnight, had him feeling furious with his boyfriend. He was almost mad enough to storm out of the house and reconsider the status of their relationship.
"I'll think about it," was the only response Corey got. Brian left the house to try calm himself down and think through things.
The two had met just short of two years ago, at a party that one of Corey's work colleagues had thrown. Brian being an handsome 6'0 tall, red head with enchanting green eyes, and Corey, a slightly taller handsome brunette, with sparkling hazel eyes, being the only two gay men there, they hit it off right away. What began as a brief friendship had turned into a long term wonderful romance.
Brian had agreed, with extreme reluctance to Corey's request. But things were far from good again between them, and Brian could barely look at his boyfriend while keeping control of his temper. He managed to return Corey's small kisses, and short, one word replies to questions, it took everything he had to go along with Corey's plan.
While Corey's parents were over, Brian and Jane played the part of happy the 'boyfriend & girlfriend' couple. They sat together, instead of where they would usually sit, when they were all in the living room, with Corey and Brian on one couch, and Jane on the other.
Now Jane and Brian sat together, and Corey sat on a stool from the kitchen he'd brought in for himself, while his parents took the other couch.
They even held hands for a moment, to continue looking the 'part', which made Brian feel extremely awkward and uncomfortable. He could barely hold back a scowl as Jane slid her hand into his.
That night, instead of joining Corey in their bedroom, Brian followed Jane into hers.
"I tried to make it more comfortable for you," she told him. "I moved some of my lady things into the closet out of the way, and the bedsheets are neutral instead of pink," she grinned a little trying to lighten the mood between them, feeling some of Brian's frustration as he looked around her room.
Brian looked around her small bedroom, and then at the bed that he'd be sharing for the night. It was a rather small bed. Her bedroom was a modest sized one, much smaller than Corey and Brian's, and so it wouldn't fit a large bed inside. It would be a squeeze, fitting them both on the small bed, Brian mused.
He seemed to realize he was making Jane feel uncomfortable, and apologized. "Look Jane, I'm sorry, it's not fair me taking this out on you. It's not your fault any more than it is mine. I'm just really angry with your brother at the moment. Him hiding us, hiding me, even, and then having to pretend to be Mr. Straight, it's not me and it has me really pissed off. I've never hidden who I am, and Corey's really upset me by asking me to."
"I get it," Jane replied. Then she sighed to herself, mentally. The truth was, she didn't have a problem with tonight's arrangement. She was single herself, and didn't have a boyfriend to explain anything to. Brian was a good looking man, and even if nothing happened between them, it wouldn't be a terrible thing to be sharing her bed with him for the night.
With her parents taking the spare room, and Corey already settled in the other, there was really nothing left except for getting undressed and getting into the bed.
Once they were sure everyone else in the house was settled in their respective bedrooms, the fake straight couple each used the bathroom separately, getting dressed for bed while they were in there.
Ten minutes later, Brian awkwardly slid into Jane's bed. Her deskside lamp was still on. The light in the room was low, but not so low that he couldn't see her face. She was buried under her side of the covers, smiling kindly at him.
"This is really weird", he told her, then chuckled a little at the madness of it all. "I'm in bed with my boyfriend's sister. Don't tell him will you, he'll freak out," Brian joked, and Jane giggled.
"I'm really glad you've managed to find the lighter side of it. We don't have to let it be something to feel angry or awkward about. At least right now. I know you and Corey have things that need to be worked out, but right now we can handle this lightly, it doesn't have to be embarrassing.
Brian sighed, "I suppose you're right," he told her, smiling back.
In the middle of the night, every occupant of the house was sleeping, some were dreaming, others were in a dreamless sleep. Jane woke up, feeling something long, warm and firm pressed against her left buttock. She wasn't sure what it was at first, and reached around to inspect it with her hand.
She almost gasped out loud when she realized what it was. Brian's body had somehow managed to find itself pressed up against her back, in his sleep. And being such a small bed, it wasn't that much of a surprise that they'd find themselves in such an awkward position, without intending to.
Brian groaned in his sleep when Jane had grabbed his erection which was poking through his boxer-briefs and pressing against her butt. She let go instantly, worried she'd woken him, but Brian didn't stir, and hadn't moved again.
Jane felt a conflict of emotions. There was something quite amusing about having her brother's gay boyfriend erect and pressed up against her, in his sleep. She was also concerned about causing any more problems for the troubled couple, even if it was nobody's fault. She was also pretty damn aroused about the whole thing, if she was being completely honest with herself.
Jane had been single for quite a while, and truth be told, she'd always been attracted to Brian. And she was ashamed to admit it but on more than one occasion, she had fingered herself to the sounds of the gay couple making love in the next room. She ignored the fact that one of them was her brother, and focused solely on Brian and what his gorgeous body must look like while making love to her.
She'd imagine his long hard cock exploring her warm depth. Her body replacing her brother's. The look of ecstasy across his face. And Brian would groan and whisper into her ear how much he'd been wanting her, desiring to taste her and make her his own.
And that's when she'd climax every single time, immediately feeling guilty about the whole thing, using the image of her brother's boyfriend in such a sordid way, she'd banish the thoughts from her mind, until the next time she'd feel uncontrollably lustful for Brian.
Jane couldn't resist it. She just had to feel his firmness in her hand again. She'd keep him sleeping, and would try to be gentle so he that wouldn't wake up.
She raised her nightgown over her hips and pulled down her panties, so she could finger her damp slit while she slowly jerked Brian's cock back and forth, hoping to make his dream a pleasant one.
Brian woke up to a wonderful feeling. A closed fist was currently stroking his hard cock back and forth, slowly, but deliberately. A low groan escaped his lips. The hand felt... a little different. It wasn't the hand he was familiar with. This hand felt smaller and softer, and a little tighter around his shaft than his boyfriend's did.
'What the hell?'
"Jane, what the hell do you think you're doing?" Brian whispered sharply once he had woken and regained enough sense to realize what was happening.
"shhhhh" was her only response. And then she took her hand away for a moment, only to return it back to his cock to coat his shaft in her saliva. She rubbed her spit up and down his swollen shaft, making it slick and sticky.
Then Jane shuffled back a little into Brian's groin, with the bottom half of her body slightly raised and Brian could feel something warm and wet sinking down onto his inches, and he had to fight hard to repress a groan, realizing far too late what was really happening, he was now fully sheathed inside Jane's warm, tight pussy.
A shocked Brian could only look on, paralyzed by conflicting feelings, while Jane began flexing her hips back and forth to fuck herself fully on Brian's cock.
"You feel so big inside me!" Jane told him between soft feminine moans.
Brian wanted to shout at her.
To tell Jane to get the fuck away from him!
