Author's Note: Part 8 is told from Jack's perspective
All characters are over 18.
Dad was all smiles as he announced that he was getting a larger bed. Kyle was overjoyed. The purchase of the bed was symbolic, not just of our new relationship, but of his acceptance into the family.
I have to admit that I was very excited too. The thought of waking up next to my dad and my best friend, who I'd recently discovered that I loved, was almost too much to hope for. Still, it was becoming a reality.
Once dad left to run his errand, Kyle looked me deep in the eyes and asked "This is really happening?"
"Yes, it is. Welcome to the family, Kyle." I kissed him softly.
"Does that make us brothers now? Brothers who fuck?" Kyle was back to his horny self again.
"I'm glad to see that you're feeling better and are back to your old self." I laughed.
"Yes, thanks. Now, I think it's time for your bath." Kyle led me by the hand to the upstairs bathroom. He took his time getting the washing stuff together. I had to point out where dad kept the basin. Kyle grabbed it and filled it up with warm soapy water.
I sat down on the toilet and readied myself. "Ok." Kyle said once everything was ready. "As sexy as you are in those boxers, we need to get them off." He smiled.
I stood up to make things easier for him. He slid my boxers down slowly. He was in no rush. He was enjoying every moment of the reveal. I'd been naked with Kyle many times but, for some reason, this felt different. It felt more intimate. We had a deeper connection now.
I stepped out of my boxers once they were down to my ankles. Kyle picked them up and gave them a sniff. "I love the smell of you." He said with closed eyes, the boxers still held against his nose.
I sat down again. Kyle moved closer. He took my arms and raised them. "It's almost a shame to have to wash you. You smell so good to me right now." He put his nose in my left armpit and inhaled deeply then began licking it.
"Oh, Kyle. That's hot." I sighed. His mouth found mine then and I tasted the salty tang of my sweat on his tongue. My cock was growing hard now.
"Fuck, you turn me on so fucking much, Jack." Kyle whispered into my mouth. He then grabbed the washcloth and began to clean me. He washed my face and neck and took his time making sure to clean every part of me. When he got to my hard cock, he soaped up his hand and cleaned it with long slow strokes.
My back arched and I moaned. "You want to cum for me?" Kyle asked.
"Yes, please." I answered.
"You will, but not yet." He moved from my cock, moving his hand to my balls and taint. "Stand up." He told me. I did as he told me. Kyle then spun me around and started cleaning my ass with his soapy hand. He ran his finger around my hole then gently slid a finger inside.
I moaned as he fucked my ass with his finger. He pulled it out and, after washing the entire area with the cloth, started kissing the area. He kissed each cheek in turn and made his way to my hole where he began licking around the area. He plunged his tongue inside me and I melted. "Oh fuck!" I cried out. "That's so good."
Kyle was tongue fucking my hole aggressively now. It felt amazing.
"I want to fuck you, Jack." He said.
"Yes, I want it. Fuck me, Kyle." I begged. I wanted him inside me. "Take me to the bed!" Kyle led me to my bed and laid me down. "Yes, Kyle. I want to look at you while you fuck me." He smiled down at me lovingly. He couldn't get his clothes off fast enough before grabbing the bottle of lube from my nightstand.
Kyle worked the lube around my hole and got his cock well lubricated.
"Are you ready?" He asked me. I nodded anxiously.
"Yes, I need you inside me, Kyle." I pleaded.
He was gentle as he slowly slid into me. We both moaned and cried out in pleasure. This was our first time. My dad had been my first but this was a new milestone for me and for Kyle. It felt so right with his cock in me.
He started moving and thrusting. I felt the familiar pleasure of my prostate being hit. Kyle's thrusting was different from my dad's. It was more insistent. More aggressive, but no less tender and caring. Our eyes were locked as he moved in and out of me.
He bent towards me and our lips locked as he continued to pound away.
"I love you." He said breathlessly.
"I love you, Kyle." I told him. I did love him. Part of me wondered why it took me so long to realize my feelings for him. Looking back now it was obvious that I've loved Kyle for a long time.