Page 26 of Love is Strange
Epilogue
Griffin
My eyesopen as the light outside of the window glows brighter. I feel someone’s arm around me, spooning me from behind. Graham. Memories of last night flood my brain. Instead of guilt and regret, I feel happiness and peace. I also feel his erection on the back of my leg. More than that, I can feel my own, hard as a rock. I break away from him before rolling him over onto his stomach. He is still asleep. I lay down with my cock between his ass cheeks, my hands run over his back lightly. I lace my arms underneath his and I take his chin in one of my hands before turning his face and kissing his soft lips. I begin to work my dick back and forth, rubbing myself against him, trying to wake him up lightly and also trying not to come right away.
He stirs a little and his eyes flutter open. I pull my face away from his for a second and put a finger up to his lips. He opens and sucks on it gently, still not fully awake. I pull it out slowly and move my hand down to his ass. I part his cheeks and find my way toward his puckered hole.
“Are you sore?” I ask. He nods his head no.
I move my finger around, making sure to coat all of it with a layer of saliva and begin rubbing gently so I don’t hurt him when I push it all the way in. A sound escapes from his lips when my finger breaches the threshold.
“Fuck, Griff,” he moans, “Oh my God.”
Moving my finger in and out, I lean down and bite the skin covering his shoulder blade. He inhales a sharp breath. I release his skin from between my teeth as I continue massaging his hole. I move my finger in and out slowly, sensually, and after a few minutes, I hear him speak again.
“Roll over, I want to touch you too.”
I give him one more kiss, flicking my tongue against his as I go. I roll over onto my side and he does the same so we are facing one another. He runs his hands up my chest and cups my cheek.
“Are you sure?” he asks me.
I look him straight in the eyes. This is it. I should put a stop to this. I can end it all right now. I can get up, walk out, and act like none of this ever happened.
But I don’t want to. I love the feeling running through me. I love the feel of Graham’s hands on my body. I love the thought of laying here, in his bed with him. About to feel things in ways that I’ve never felt them before.
“Absolutely,” I answer.
With that, he reaches down for my cock and I do the same to him. We mirror one another’s movements for a while, before relaxing into a rhythm. I reach down and cup his balls, taking turns massaging each between my fingers. Then, I get up and kneel down on the floor on the side of the bed. I reach for his hand and help him sit up. I spread his knees apart and scoot further in, so I can reach his cock with my mouth.
“You may need to guide me a little,” I look up and say to him timidly.
“You’ll be perfect,” he answers as he leans over and kisses me on my forehead.
I take his dick in my hand and stroke it a few times before I stick my tongue out and lick the drop of precum from the tip. It’s a foreign taste but isn’t unpleasant, as I had originally thought it would be. I open wide and move him into my mouth. Just a little at first and then a little bit more once I begin to get comfortable. Graham runs his hands through my hair, massaging my scalp as if he knows that I am going to need some comfort. After several minutes, Graham moves his hand from my head to my chin. I open my eyes and they lock with his.
“Hey, come here,” he says.
I remove my mouth from his dick and sit on the bed next to him.
“I’m sorry that I’m not very good at it,” I say.
“Griff, you’re amazing. But there is something that I’ve been wanting to do with you for a long time. I can’t wait any longer.”
“Okay,” I say.
“Turn around and get on all fours.”
When he notices the scared look on my face, he says, “Trust me. Please? I promise it’s not what you think. I wouldn’t try that without getting you worked up first anyway.”
I nod my head and turn slowly, crawling to the middle of the bed. I feel Graham move in behind me.
“Tell me if you want me to stop. Okay?” he requests, his hands landing on my lower back.
I nod my head and turn back around to face the headboard.
I feel something cold and slippery slide down my crack and before I get a chance to react, something soft as velvet is there, lapping it up. I turn a little to see what Graham is doing. When I do, my eyes lock with his. The lust in each staring back at one another and begging for more.
I turn my head back toward the headboard and let Graham continue. Bliss is the only word I can think to describe the feeling I get with each stroke of my brother’s tongue over my puckered hole. My dick gets hard between my legs. As if sensing this, Graham reaches under me and takes it in his hand.
