Big Brother Guide Me
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Fantasy & Science Fiction › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
2
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1,506
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3
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0
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Chapter 2
I'm really sorry for making everyone wait...I'm a lazy guy! T_T But anyways, I hope you like chapter 2 and remember I'm still new at this. Enjoy! :D
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Michael looked just as confused as Garret did, cleaning up the hot black mess on the table. “Papa…you never told me I had an older brother...” Michael looked towards Scott, his lips set into a firm frown, like he’d heard this kind’ve thing before from his father. Sighing, Scott sat down and looked towards Michael “Grab a chair; it’s time you two met…Ok?” Michael glanced one last time towards Garret who glazing intently into his mug, heavily embarrassed. Michael grabbed a fold-up chair from the corner of the small kitchen and sat down next to Scott and looked up to him.
“…Well, you gonna say hello to your big brother?” Scott gave him a sheepish smile and rubbed the back of his head, right behind his ears. Michael’s frown broke into a small smile and he giggled a little. Looking towards Garret, he greeted himself, politely. “Hello, my names Michael, its nice too meet you…what’s your name?” Garret was blushing a little, he was thinking deeply about what to say…”Crap, he’s… really cute” He lifted his head and he gazed towards him smiling.
Garret couldn’t help but grin. “Names Garret…nice to meet you” He held out his hand to shake and Michael shook it, smiling pleasantly. “His hands are so soft...” He grinned inwardly and thought to himself about what those hands could be touching...
“W-wait... little brothers are a little off limits!” He pulled his hand back and kept it firmly at his side. Michael didn’t seem to be offended and glanced towards his dad, frown set back into place, but his eyes weren’t angry “Dad…I thought you quit the…man whoring-y business.” he said with a blush on his face. Scott suddenly gained a bright red flush of his own “He was before that…from my first wife…”
Garret glared at him ““First wife”? What’s that supposed to mean?” His tone was very dry. Scott glanced at him “If you read those letters, you would’ve known I’d gotten remarried years ago. You’d also have been invited to the reception”
Garret glared at him with enough intensity to send shivers down the bravest man’s spine. “How long till you cheated?” Michael went wide-eyed and glanced at his dad. “Didn’t, but wouldn’t you know about that? How long did you last have a steady girlfriend before you cheated?, one week, two?” Scott smirked victoriously and Garret stood up ready to fight. Michael picked up the coffee sodden towel. “…Uh…Who…anyone want breakfast?” He replied nervously, trying to break the tension.
Scott glared one last time at Garret and look towards his youngest child. “I made some pancakes, there in the pan” Michael looked towards the pan and yelped. “DAD!” “Huh, what, - something wrong?”…The pancakes were on fire.
“SHIT!!!” He jumped up and grabbed the pan, thrusting into the sink and spraying it with cold water, at maximum flow. “OH GOD DAMNIT!” He yelled angrily. Garret howled with laughter, clutching his sides hard. “Damn! Ya still can’t cook!” Michael giggled a little, walked over to his dad, and hugged his arm in an attempt to cool down his temper. “Want me to go pick up bagels, dad?” Scott frowned at the pan and shook his head. “Nah…I’ll get ‘em” Scott glanced to his still laughing son and punched his arm a little. “Play nice boy…I’m trusting you not to do anything stupid.” Scott tried his best to catch his breath and glanced up to his dad. “Shall I whip up some cream cheese? I know you like it nice and crispy” Scott growled and headed out of the house “Mikey, keep an eye out!”
After hearing the door, close Garret kicked his feet up on the table and grinned towards Michael. “What a morning huh? Meet your long lost brother, see your dad start a pancake fire, all we need now is a pipe-bomb and we’re in business” Michael blushed a little and sat down in his chair. “It’s crazy here, but we’re happy. I mean, it could be worse, right?” Garret shrugged and sipped his coffee.
“So…where do you live?” Michael asked curiously. Garret put down his coffee and smiled. “Le village d'argent, have you heard of it?” He asked with a slight grin. Michael nodded his mouth agape. “Le village d'argent? All the famous and rich people live there!” “I guess I qualify for both rich and famous” He grinned and sipped his coffee with a smug satisfaction.
Michael cocked his head to the side “I don’t want to sound rude…but, how…what did you do to become famous? I’ve never heard of you before” Garret grinned and finished his coffee. “Sarah’s House of Nude, I’m the top man…I have Sarah on speed-dial actually, wanna meet her?” Michael blushed and looked down. “No thanks, Dad said he was bad enough of an influence…” Garret blurted out “He still hooks up with random girls?” Michael just looked as if he just died a little on the inside
“…and guys, he says sex doesn’t matter where you get it from,it’s still sex” He grew bright red and covered his eyes, embarrassed. Garret grinned, "Does the fact he hooks up with guys bug you?" Michael shook his head a little "No...I'm kinda gay, so it's actually quite natural but...the sheer amount of guys...and girls...and groups of people" “He stole all his antics from me, you know” he smirked a little. Michael looked up at him, and Garret was surprised. When he told people that, they usually went “Cool!” or “Lucky bastard...”…Michael just looked at him with a look of shyness. “Oh…”
Garret was confused, but decided to drop the subject. “There anything to do in this town anymore?” He said trying to cheer his new little brother up. He couldn’t place his finger on it, but just watching this boy made him feel like he was different. “I don’t know…we don’t usually get any famous people here, it’s probably kinda dull for you, but there’s a nice little mall-” Michael was cut off by the front bell. “Dad’s back…with bagels, yummy” He smiled and walked to the front door.
Garret got up and placed his mug into the sink. “Can’t wear this suit all day…I’m gonna change.” He walked out of the small kitchen and head to the den. He grabbed his suitcase and opened it with a “click”. He grabbed a T-shirt, and jeans, and proceeded to unbutton his shirt.
He could hear his father and Michael chatting about bagels, and smiled good-naturedly. He pulled off his shirt and began to unbutton his pants. He heard his brothers light footsteps and without even really realizing what he was, doing pulled off his pants, showing off his tight black boxers. “Hey, Mr. Garret, we got the…the…nice pants?” He was blushing and holding the bag of bagels to his face.
“Oh my god…” Michael thought his legs had just turned to jelly. He was staring at the most perfectly toned legs and ass of his life. “W-wow…” Garret glanced behind himself and chuckled lightly. Garret picked up his jeans “Like what you see? Consider it a free show” He slipped into his jeans and pulled on his T-shirt. Michael was blushing a bright crimson and scurried out of the room. Garret chuckled to himself and headed back into the little kitchen.
Michael was at the counter, slicing the bagels into halves…with a slight blush on his cheek, making Garret grin inwardly. “Need help?” He asked innocuously to the boy at the counter. He turned around and smiled slightly “No thanks, would you like a bagel?” He nodded and looked towards his father who was sitting at the side on his left.
“So…why did you invite me here?” Scott glanced up from his paper. “To make amends…I said that already didn’t I?” “Yeah, but what was the real reason you wanted me here?” Scott sighed and glanced towards Michael “He said he’d always wanted an older brother…felt like an omen, and it was apparently.” Michael giggled a little himself and placed a plate in front of Scott. “Just eat the bagel and keep quiet!” Scott chuckled and started munching. Michael placed a plate in front of Garret and smiled to him “They’re really good” Garret nodded with a smile. “Any jelly?” Michael’s smile slid off his face and he turned around cutting up his bagel quietly.
Garret looked towards his father with a confused expression. “What did I say?” Scott finished off his bagel and looked towards his son with a solemn face “Money’s been tight…’” Garret bit his tongue a little. He’d been living the high life in a mansion, and his poor baby brother was living in an old tiny house…” He stopped in his thoughts “Poor baby brother?” He shook his head a little “Weird” He finished off his bagel and stood up.
“I’m gonna go for a walk…wanna come with me?” Garret asked Michael with a smile on his face. Michael turned around and glanced towards his dad. “May I?” Scott nodded and kicked his feet up. “Be back before it’s dark, Ok?” Michael nodded and walked next to Garret looking up “Let’s go!”
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Eh, Not bad, I've been busy...and I'm a bad writer, and it's holidays and I'm busy with Christmas and Chanukah (I'm Jewish...mmm Latkas) but, I hope I'll write more soon...also, please review if you read, even if it's negative, I like to know how people liked it. Merci! :D
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Michael looked just as confused as Garret did, cleaning up the hot black mess on the table. “Papa…you never told me I had an older brother...” Michael looked towards Scott, his lips set into a firm frown, like he’d heard this kind’ve thing before from his father. Sighing, Scott sat down and looked towards Michael “Grab a chair; it’s time you two met…Ok?” Michael glanced one last time towards Garret who glazing intently into his mug, heavily embarrassed. Michael grabbed a fold-up chair from the corner of the small kitchen and sat down next to Scott and looked up to him.
“…Well, you gonna say hello to your big brother?” Scott gave him a sheepish smile and rubbed the back of his head, right behind his ears. Michael’s frown broke into a small smile and he giggled a little. Looking towards Garret, he greeted himself, politely. “Hello, my names Michael, its nice too meet you…what’s your name?” Garret was blushing a little, he was thinking deeply about what to say…”Crap, he’s… really cute” He lifted his head and he gazed towards him smiling.
Garret couldn’t help but grin. “Names Garret…nice to meet you” He held out his hand to shake and Michael shook it, smiling pleasantly. “His hands are so soft...” He grinned inwardly and thought to himself about what those hands could be touching...
“W-wait... little brothers are a little off limits!” He pulled his hand back and kept it firmly at his side. Michael didn’t seem to be offended and glanced towards his dad, frown set back into place, but his eyes weren’t angry “Dad…I thought you quit the…man whoring-y business.” he said with a blush on his face. Scott suddenly gained a bright red flush of his own “He was before that…from my first wife…”
Garret glared at him ““First wife”? What’s that supposed to mean?” His tone was very dry. Scott glanced at him “If you read those letters, you would’ve known I’d gotten remarried years ago. You’d also have been invited to the reception”
Garret glared at him with enough intensity to send shivers down the bravest man’s spine. “How long till you cheated?” Michael went wide-eyed and glanced at his dad. “Didn’t, but wouldn’t you know about that? How long did you last have a steady girlfriend before you cheated?, one week, two?” Scott smirked victoriously and Garret stood up ready to fight. Michael picked up the coffee sodden towel. “…Uh…Who…anyone want breakfast?” He replied nervously, trying to break the tension.
Scott glared one last time at Garret and look towards his youngest child. “I made some pancakes, there in the pan” Michael looked towards the pan and yelped. “DAD!” “Huh, what, - something wrong?”…The pancakes were on fire.
“SHIT!!!” He jumped up and grabbed the pan, thrusting into the sink and spraying it with cold water, at maximum flow. “OH GOD DAMNIT!” He yelled angrily. Garret howled with laughter, clutching his sides hard. “Damn! Ya still can’t cook!” Michael giggled a little, walked over to his dad, and hugged his arm in an attempt to cool down his temper. “Want me to go pick up bagels, dad?” Scott frowned at the pan and shook his head. “Nah…I’ll get ‘em” Scott glanced to his still laughing son and punched his arm a little. “Play nice boy…I’m trusting you not to do anything stupid.” Scott tried his best to catch his breath and glanced up to his dad. “Shall I whip up some cream cheese? I know you like it nice and crispy” Scott growled and headed out of the house “Mikey, keep an eye out!”
After hearing the door, close Garret kicked his feet up on the table and grinned towards Michael. “What a morning huh? Meet your long lost brother, see your dad start a pancake fire, all we need now is a pipe-bomb and we’re in business” Michael blushed a little and sat down in his chair. “It’s crazy here, but we’re happy. I mean, it could be worse, right?” Garret shrugged and sipped his coffee.
“So…where do you live?” Michael asked curiously. Garret put down his coffee and smiled. “Le village d'argent, have you heard of it?” He asked with a slight grin. Michael nodded his mouth agape. “Le village d'argent? All the famous and rich people live there!” “I guess I qualify for both rich and famous” He grinned and sipped his coffee with a smug satisfaction.
Michael cocked his head to the side “I don’t want to sound rude…but, how…what did you do to become famous? I’ve never heard of you before” Garret grinned and finished his coffee. “Sarah’s House of Nude, I’m the top man…I have Sarah on speed-dial actually, wanna meet her?” Michael blushed and looked down. “No thanks, Dad said he was bad enough of an influence…” Garret blurted out “He still hooks up with random girls?” Michael just looked as if he just died a little on the inside
“…and guys, he says sex doesn’t matter where you get it from,it’s still sex” He grew bright red and covered his eyes, embarrassed. Garret grinned, "Does the fact he hooks up with guys bug you?" Michael shook his head a little "No...I'm kinda gay, so it's actually quite natural but...the sheer amount of guys...and girls...and groups of people" “He stole all his antics from me, you know” he smirked a little. Michael looked up at him, and Garret was surprised. When he told people that, they usually went “Cool!” or “Lucky bastard...”…Michael just looked at him with a look of shyness. “Oh…”
Garret was confused, but decided to drop the subject. “There anything to do in this town anymore?” He said trying to cheer his new little brother up. He couldn’t place his finger on it, but just watching this boy made him feel like he was different. “I don’t know…we don’t usually get any famous people here, it’s probably kinda dull for you, but there’s a nice little mall-” Michael was cut off by the front bell. “Dad’s back…with bagels, yummy” He smiled and walked to the front door.
Garret got up and placed his mug into the sink. “Can’t wear this suit all day…I’m gonna change.” He walked out of the small kitchen and head to the den. He grabbed his suitcase and opened it with a “click”. He grabbed a T-shirt, and jeans, and proceeded to unbutton his shirt.
He could hear his father and Michael chatting about bagels, and smiled good-naturedly. He pulled off his shirt and began to unbutton his pants. He heard his brothers light footsteps and without even really realizing what he was, doing pulled off his pants, showing off his tight black boxers. “Hey, Mr. Garret, we got the…the…nice pants?” He was blushing and holding the bag of bagels to his face.
“Oh my god…” Michael thought his legs had just turned to jelly. He was staring at the most perfectly toned legs and ass of his life. “W-wow…” Garret glanced behind himself and chuckled lightly. Garret picked up his jeans “Like what you see? Consider it a free show” He slipped into his jeans and pulled on his T-shirt. Michael was blushing a bright crimson and scurried out of the room. Garret chuckled to himself and headed back into the little kitchen.
Michael was at the counter, slicing the bagels into halves…with a slight blush on his cheek, making Garret grin inwardly. “Need help?” He asked innocuously to the boy at the counter. He turned around and smiled slightly “No thanks, would you like a bagel?” He nodded and looked towards his father who was sitting at the side on his left.
“So…why did you invite me here?” Scott glanced up from his paper. “To make amends…I said that already didn’t I?” “Yeah, but what was the real reason you wanted me here?” Scott sighed and glanced towards Michael “He said he’d always wanted an older brother…felt like an omen, and it was apparently.” Michael giggled a little himself and placed a plate in front of Scott. “Just eat the bagel and keep quiet!” Scott chuckled and started munching. Michael placed a plate in front of Garret and smiled to him “They’re really good” Garret nodded with a smile. “Any jelly?” Michael’s smile slid off his face and he turned around cutting up his bagel quietly.
Garret looked towards his father with a confused expression. “What did I say?” Scott finished off his bagel and looked towards his son with a solemn face “Money’s been tight…’” Garret bit his tongue a little. He’d been living the high life in a mansion, and his poor baby brother was living in an old tiny house…” He stopped in his thoughts “Poor baby brother?” He shook his head a little “Weird” He finished off his bagel and stood up.
“I’m gonna go for a walk…wanna come with me?” Garret asked Michael with a smile on his face. Michael turned around and glanced towards his dad. “May I?” Scott nodded and kicked his feet up. “Be back before it’s dark, Ok?” Michael nodded and walked next to Garret looking up “Let’s go!”
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Eh, Not bad, I've been busy...and I'm a bad writer, and it's holidays and I'm busy with Christmas and Chanukah (I'm Jewish...mmm Latkas) but, I hope I'll write more soon...also, please review if you read, even if it's negative, I like to know how people liked it. Merci! :D